Chapter 583. I Love You, My Woman

There was an increase in the flurry of activity in the theatre.

Nurses and white-clad doctors rushed in and out; when a man in white darted out, a fine sheet of sweat on his face, Lucien grabbed him by the lapels.

“THE F*CK IS HAPPENING IN THERE?’ he bellowed, crazed with grief and pain.

The man gasped,

‘Let me down, Sir, we need …’

Piers and Schwartz had rushed over even as Ria stood, with Philippe holding her, little Rudy clinging to her in fear.

‘She’s sinking,’ said the man, for there was a massive hand on his throat, his face was red as the Boss’s son and best friend freed him from the clutches of the Mafia Don.

“NO!’ yelled Lucien, as he thrust Piers and Schwartz away with his hands, intent on dragging the terrified-looking young doctor and exacting revenge on him for imagined harms done to his beloved Woman,

“NO! THE F*CK YOU LOSE HER, YOU B^STARD, YOU M*THER F*CKING …”

Schwartz gripped his best friend, using all his stren