Marrying a Badly Forgotten CEO

Wounded

Because I didn't expect to see Elena in a place like this.

He was currently tracking someone down to this place, but he was instead attacked.

In this place, there was no one he could trust.

But for some reason, when he saw Elena's little face, he felt an inexplicable sense of trust in his heart.

He put away his gun, and said in a low and cold voice, "Why are you here?"

"I-I live here." Elena looked frightened with a gun in Gara's hand and told the truth obediently.

A flash of surprise flashed across Gara's black eyes. How could Abraham's daughter live in a place like this?

But he immediately returned to nature and ordered, "Take me to your abode."

"No way." Bringing this man to his place of residence would only give him trouble.

"God." Because she didn't expect him to reject her, and sneered, "You want me to tell my cousin if you seduce me?"

Threatened again!

Elena clenched her hands, her little face flushed red with anger, then she turned around and said, "You've come with me."

Because of the sound of footsteps following her and vigilantly pulled Elena into another alley, then into someone else's house.

Then when she felt safe, she pulled Elena out.

Elena was very nervous, but she knew that this was not the time to ask.

The two rushed back to Elena's apartment.

Elena stood in front of the door and looked around like a thief before entering.

"What ... "

Elena closed the door, turned around and was about to ask who that person was. But before the next few words could be spoken, he saw the tall body of the man suddenly fall.

"Gavin, what's wrong with you?" Elena's expression changed, and she hurriedly helped him.

But Gara was tall, with tense muscles, her small arms and legs could not help her.

This man looked very pale at the moment. Because she was wearing black clothes, Elena did not realize that she was covered in blood.

Because of her panicked expression, her thin lips lifted slightly and said, "Don't worry, if I die, I'll be buried."

His tone was very indifferent, and it was hard to tell whether it was a joke or serious.

"Wait a minute, I'll call an ambulance!"

Because he suddenly said coldly, "Don't call an ambulance."

Her cold expression was so oppressive that Elena did not dare to refute him.

He hesitantly said, "Then let me bandage your wounds?"

For instantly ignoring his words, and solemnly commanding, "Brands, matches, candles, bandages, towels."

Elena realized that she wanted to take the bullet herself.

He was startled and shook his head, "No, you can't take a bullet yourself, it will kill you."

"Who said I wanted to take it myself?" Because he looked at her, "You helped me take it."

"What?" Elena who heard this, almost scared her feet, "I can't!"

For raising her eyebrows, "So you want to bury me?"

His tone was still indifferent, but there was unquestionable assertiveness.

Elena paled and went to retrieve the item helplessly.

Elena had already tried her hardest to maintain her composure, but she still could not help shaking her hand.

Peeling the skin off the edge of his wound with a knife, he noticed "Gavin"'s face"

Elena couldn't help herself, "Don't look at me."

Because she actually couldn't be this calm, with painful injuries and losing a lot of blood, she almost fainted.

However, when he saw Elena, the pain miraculously subsided.

"Don't be nervous, I won't die, I trust you." Sound Gentle.

When he had already managed to pull out the bullet, he was finally able to breathe in a sigh of relief.

He washed his hands in the basin, and asked Gara with concern, "How do you feel?"

"Get me a pen, I'll make you a list of drugs." Although Gara's face was still pale, he was still very deterred as he spoke.

Elena recorded the list of medicines and went to buy him medicine.

He ran to several pharmacies carefully before buying all the medicines.

When Elena returned, Gara noticed that she was carrying several plastic bags printed under various pharmacy names, and the corners of her lips lifted without notice.

She's a smart, kind woman.

He knew that Elena hated him so much.

In other words, what he hates is "Gavin".

She probably thought she was being followed by someone, and she was afraid that it would be suspicious, so she ran to some stores to buy it.

Elena took out her medicine and squatted down in front of her, "I'll give you the medicine. If it hurts, you say. "

For not saying a word until he finished giving the medicine.

Just as Elena was about to wake up, the man suddenly extended his hand to hug her, pressed his lips and kissed her.

"I told you, you can't wear glasses."

Elena pushed him ferociously, took a few steps back from him, and said with a cold face, "Gavin, I am your cousin's wife! Please remember that! "

After taking the bullet earlier, Elena did not really hate "Gavin", but she did not expect this man to still be so presumptuous.

Rubbing her lips, "Sepupu, you'll be a widow for life with my cousin, don't you want to think about me?"

Elena refused directly, "No!"

"You call someone to pick you up, or I'll call an ambulance, and someone else will know that you have a gunshot wound."

She looked at him, as if she had not heard him, and closed her eyes.

Elena bit her lips, looked at her pale face, and could not bear to wake her up and chase her away.

Then Elena went to the vegetable market.

No matter how much she hated "Gavin", she couldn't risk ignoring him.

As night falls, Elena wakes up "Gavin".

"Are you hungry? I've made soup. Would you like to taste it a little?" Elena stood two steps away from him, for fear that he would do something presumptuous.

For raising her eyes to look at him, "Yes."

Elena came with the soup, put it on a small table in front of her bed, and walked away.

But his small apartment is too small.

In addition to a small kitchen and bathroom with partitions, a 1.5-meter bed, a small folding table, a small sofa for one person, unused bookshelves, some objects already fill most rooms.

No matter how far he went, he could not escape Gara's sight.

Gara looked at him, and slowly sat up straight, then pulled the blanket expressionlessly, exposed the blood-stained gauze on his chest, and said casually, "The wound is open."

Elena did not want to care about it, she could only walk slowly, lift the soup bowl in one hand, and take the soup with a spoon in the other, and thrust it to her lips.