Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 201

Frederick was shocked beyond belief; he felt as if his heart had been dug out of his body.

For a long time, he kneeled on the bed, hugging her in his arms. The two of them were like statues, not moving at all.

At the same time, a ward at the hospital was filled with screams and yells.

"How is this possible? Doctor, you have to save me! I'm very rich! I'm begging you! Even if I lose my fertility, I can't lose my manhood!"

"Doctor, would my husband be unable to do it for the rest of his life? Then, what should I do? Is the injury that serious? Wasn't it just a minor surgery? Why can't it be treated?"

"That b*tch, it's all that b*tch's fault!"

With one hand gesturing, the doctor wrote the diagnosis with the other while talking.

"Please calm down, your actions are not beneficial for the recovery! The patient just went through surgery last night and can't be too agitated! If the wound gets infected and opens up, we may need to amputate the part!"

With that, the two of them stopped talking.

"The wound is too deep and the internal parts are completely crushed. It's very lucky that he is still alive! For now, both of you should accept the current situation and receive treatment. Who knows, a miracle may happen when the wound has fully recovered!¹'

After explaining, the doctor left the ward, leaving the two of them to quarrel.

"I've told you not to mess around. Are you happy now? Serves you right! Let's see if you would dare to be like this again!"

"Are you f*cking finished? It's all that sl*t's fault! She came to me herself and still acted like a prude? How dare she struck me so hard! If I die, I'll bring her down with me! If I can't murder her, I'll hire someone to maim her! Argh..."

"What are you acting so strong for? If you didn't mess around, why would you be in this situation?"

"Why do you always side with outsiders? Whose side are you on? Go and investigate that woman for me now!"

This was what Willy heard as he came close. As he gestured, two men in black suits entered the ward.

"Mr. Miller? We're in charge of investigating the assault at Hiddleson Hotel last night, these are our staff IDs! May I ask if you were with this pretty lady last night and were you wounded by her?"

The two men gestured at the picture. One of them asked questions while the other took out a recording device.

"That's her! I could recognize this b*tch anywhere. I'll never get her face wrong! Ugh, Officers, I'm now mildly disabled. Could I sue her, request compensation, and send her to jail? I want her to be locked up for the rest of her life!"

One of the men in black suit glanced at him and asked in a stern tone, "Are you sure it was her?"

"I could never get her wrong! I've never seen such a beautiful woman in my life! She's a f*cking vixen, this sl*t has made me become like this! She ruined me!"

If he was not smitten by her, why would he be in this situation? Wilson Miller grabbed the blanket in agitation and started crying in regret.

After exchanging gazes, the man in charge of the interrogation spoke again.

"I may not have made myself clear. We're from the Narcotics Division, your case of assault is considered a criminal case and is not under our jurisdiction! We may have colleagues coming over later and you can tell them in detail. This woman is a drug dealer that we've been following. Yesterday, we lost her on the thirty-first floor, and we also lost a hundred grams of drugs. We suspect that she had a trade and she was to meet with her partners. Now we're investigating for any suspects. Are you sure she was the one who hurt you? Does this mean that she was with you for the entire of last night?"

Drugs? One hundred grams?