Chapter 96. Join the Party

Emily had no strength to beg for mercy, and no courage to speak.

She simply accepted her fate as he pulled out his gun.

Inside the emergency room, the doors slammed open with a loud bang.

“Get her on the table—quickly!” the doctor shouted.

Nurses rushed to obey, the wheels of the stretcher screeching as they pushed Aria beneath the bright surgical lamps.

Blood soaked through the white sheets so heavily that even the seasoned medics went pale.

“Pressure dropping—she’s going into shock! Clamp the artery, hurry! Where’s the transfusion line?” the doctor barked, his voice sharp with strain.

One of the nurses glanced nervously at the door, tears of frustration clouding her eyes.

“Isn’t she the rare beauty Lord Zayne spared? He said she must not die—this isn’t looking good.”

“I know!” the doctor snapped, sweat dripping down his forehead. “So let’s keep her alive, damn it!”

The beeping of the monitor quickened, then s