Page 170 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

He ended the call.

And wept.

She was safe.

THE PRINCE WAS AT THEhelipad by the time Fawn was flown in by the medical rescue team that he had on standby. When he saw her carried out of the chopper, he caught a glimpse of her face—-

Ah God.

Why?

She didn’t deserve this.

The prince lagged behind everyone, feeling like he was about to break any second.

Why did this have to happen to her?

Why couldn’t it be him?

Why?

As Fawn was rushed inside the emergency room, the prince heard someone scream,“Stay away from her!”

He spun just in time to see an older woman rushing towards him. He recognized her from photos, knew it was Fawn’s mother, and he stayed still, waiting for her to reach him.

She began slapping him, and he let her.

Someone pulled her back, and he saw Grant Bennett holding on to Fawn’s mother while Bennett’s parents approached him from the other side.

“We thank you for your rescue, but I hope you also understand that your presence is making Mrs. Cornwall distraught.” The senior Bennett was every inch the politician in the way he spoke, but the prince could see that the concern in the older man’s eyes was genuine enough, and it was this that made him nod.

Outside the hospital, a crowd of impatiently waiting reporters surged towards him, shouting questions that made the prince’s jaw harden.

Who’s Fawn Cornwall to you?

What role does she play in the trial?

Did Tic Tac Toe get to her?

The prince managed to make it inside his limousine before his control snapped.

Fuck them.

Fuck all of them.

They didn’t know, they didn’t fucking know the world had almost lost an angel because of him.

FAWN WOVE IN AND OUTof consciousness as she was wheeled out of the emergency room. Her vision blurred and danced, and she caught glimpses of familiar faces.

Her mother—-

Grant—-

Grant’s parents—-

And yet no matter how hard she prayed and wished, she could never quite make herself see the prince.

But surely he had to be here, right?

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