Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)
Chapter 267

The sudden warm blood splashed on my face, mingled with the pervasive scent of blood in the air, was the straw that broke me. I felt as if my spirit had left my body. I stood there, numb, as the warm fluid slid down my face. Suddenly, like a lifeless doll, I was thrown aside, my body collapsing forward as I lost all sense of balance... I saw Ronan sprinting towards me, arms outstretched. I fell into his comforting embrace.

In the midst of the chaos around us, I wanted to smile at him, to show him that I was still strong. But then everything went dark, and I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. The room was quiet, save for Hannah's presence.

Seeing me awake, she rushed out to get the doctor.

After examining me, the doctor smiled kindly at Hannah, "She's fine. Make her on a light diet, something nutritious and easy to digest. She'll recover soon, but she needs rest." Hannah, concerned, asked about the abrasions on my arm.

"It's just a surface wound. It has already scabbed over. Just keep the showers short," the doctor replied patiently.

"Will it leave a scar?" Hannah asked.

"Depends on her healing. If you're worried about scarring, I can prescribe a cream. It works wonders," the doctor assured her.

As soon as the medical staff had left, Catherine and Gevena rushed in, with Catherine carrying a pile of takeout containers.

"Aaliyah, you scared us," Gevena said, coming straight to my bedside.

I tried to lighten the mood by grinning. "I must be the luckiest person alive, I've cheated death twice now!"

"Stop it, you scared the life out of us!" Catherine said, "Who would dare to kidnap you so boldly? They must be insane!"

"I guess I was unlucky recently," I joked. "Next time I go out, I'll have to check the astrology! By the way, who kidnapped me?" This was my main concern.

"Their identities are still unclear," Hannah replied.

"What do you mean unclear?" I asked, propping myself up to a sitting position.

"According to Bald..." Hannah began, but I cut her off, "wait... Bald is still alive?" I asked, surprised.

"Of course he's alive," Hannah said, "The bullet only hit his gun hand."

"Who shot him?" I asked, curious about the series of events.

"A sniper," Hannah said.

"A sniper was involved?" I asked, stunned at the lengths they had gone to ensure my safety.

Hannah looked remorseful as she said, "I'm sorry, ma'am. I failed in my duty to protect you."

I brushed off her apology. "Hey, it's not your fault. Who could have predicted this? Now, tell me about Bald."

Hannah saw the urgency in my eyes and continued her story. "Bald was just following orders from the driver."

Of course, there was a driver when Bald kidnapped me.

"But the driver committed suicide by poison when we caught him," Hannah added.

I stared at Hannah in shock. "What?"