Pop!
The thick wooden door of the senior ward was kicked open, and Sophia, who had just fallen into a drowsy sleep, woke up with a jolt and looked at the door in fear. And Daniel, who was guarding the hospital bed, also looked up sharply
Only to see a group of bodyguards wearing black suits, black ties, and black leather shoes with cold faces and rapid pace as if a tsunami swept into the ward.
Daniel tightened his sword brows, looking at the bodyguard's chest lapel embroidered with blood-red flames, his dark eyes sank, and his gaze fell on the last man to enter the ward. He stood up in alarm and quickly greeted him.
"Ryan?!"
But before he could get close, Daniel felt a flash of cold light in front of him, and before he knew what was going on, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and he dropped to one knee with a "poof." Slowly lowering his eyes, he saw a red dart stuck deep in his chest, and the wing end of the dart looked like a burning flame, almost burning him to ashes.
Blood dripped down his fingers on the floor. He looked up at Ryan but didn't dare to say a word.
He did not obey Ryan's order to send Sophia to the office but to the hospital. He disobeyed him, so he was willing to accept the punishment.
But he did not expect Ryan actually use the "red flame," you know the red flame is
Ryan's expressionless glances at Daniel, Deep black eyes are enough to make the air freeze frozen cold light. Then he slowly casts his eyes to sit on the hospital bed, has been stunned woman's body.
With his long, slender legs, Ryan walked to the bedside. His long, narrow eyes looked down at her face. His dark pupils were like an abyss, making people dizzy at its bottomless depths, and his handsome face could only be described by one word Cold!
It was the first time Sophia had seen him in a month, and her heart was beating so violently that it seemed to be popping out.
The heartbeat is no heartbeat but awe and fear.
She had to admit Ryan was a frightening man. Whether angry or calm, he will produce a vast invisible pressure around him, shocking everyone willing to submit to his feet.
"Two ways, either get rid of the baby or die right now!" His cold, gloomy voice suddenly rang out, and Sophia shuddered, looking up at him in fear.
After a moment of dumbfoundedness, she shook her head desperately, "Ryan, please don't take the baby. As long as you don't take the baby, let me do anything. I can get the hell out of here and never mess with you again. Never appear in front of your eyes and pollute your eyes in this life."
Ryan snorted disdainfully, "Never appear in front of me in your life and pollute my eyes?"
"Mmmmmm!" Sophia nodded desperately. Tears slipped down her pale face; one smashed on the snow-white quilt but disappeared without a trace, without a trace.
Ryan raised his eyebrows handsomely, and his fragile lips raised a charming arc as he nodded, "Never appearing for the rest of my life, that's what I want. Since you're so impatient, how about I make it happen for you?"
Sophia looked up at Ryan in disbelief, and he was willing to let her go. Really?
She was delighted to get out of bed to express her gratitude and then fled as far as she could. Who knows that she lifted the corner of the quilt, a blur in front of her eyes, followed by a choking breath, her neck like a poisonous snake wrapped around.
Ryan strongly choked her, his eyes bloodshot, gritting his teeth and roaring low: "Sophia, if I were you, I would have chosen to jump off the building and kill myself after you did that thing since you shamelessly want to live so much, then I'll let you live in hell every day, live, not, like, die!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Ryan dragged her out of bed without the slightest pity and pulled her roughly and coldly outside.