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Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 42

Nathaniel Meyer and his crew boarded a private jet and flew to the largest hospital in Cornshire.

The plane pulled up at the hospital’s VIP airport, where senior hospital officials were already waiting at the entrance.

Rosemary was quickly admitted to the VIP room for various tests. No one dared to neglect. Two hours later, the director came out of the ward, went into the reception room and said, “Mr. Meyer, Miss Harris is all right. She’s just in a coma from shock.”

Nathaniel stood up and looked at the director. “Is everything else all right?”

The director had trouble understanding Nathaniel’s question, and then realized that Rosemary’s clothes were a little messy when they arrived. “Rest assured, Mr. Meyer, that Miss Harris was not raped,” he said hurriedly.

Relieved, Nathaniel turned to the director and said, “Thank you.”

“It’s my pleasure.” The director said with a bow.

Nathaniel ignored him and went straight to Rosemary’s room. The room was so quiet that even breathing could be heard.

Rosemary didn’t sleep well. Her brow was always furrowed, and occasionally she would groan.

Nathaniel Meyer didn’t know what to do, so he called Aaron Becker to pick Tina up.

Pop, Olivia Miller felt her butt pop. Before she could open her eyes, something was shoved into her mouth. When she opened her eyes, she saw the two rough men.

Olivia Miller looked around. She had no idea where she was, but she remembered getting knocked by something and passing out as she tried to go back.

Seeing the men in front of her, Olivia thought they had saved her. She smiled and said, “What have you done to that woman? Is she dead?”

Eric just looked at Olivia. Hearing her question, he grinned, his mouth watering.

Olivia, who had never seen anything like it, yelled at him, “Stay away from me, you idiot. It’s disgusting.”

The older one, who was standing nearby, slapped Olivia and said, “You bitch! How dare you call my brother idiot! You think you’re still miss Miller up there?”

“What are you talking about? What? I’m not Miss Miller?” Olivia challenged him.

The big man was furious when she confronted him. He gave her a hard push and said, “You almost got both of us killed. Thanks to their mercy, my brother and I survived, otherwise we would have been thrown overboard to fish.”

Olivia suddenly felt her body getting hotter and squirming unnaturally, wanting a man. When the big man saw her little face, he knew the medicine was working. “Miss Miller,” he sneered, “you probably never dreamed that you’d be taking the consequences!”

Now Olivia understood why these two men were in front of her. They were taking what she used on Rosemary and transferring it to her.

Olivia’s body was getting hotter and her mind was getting confused. All she wanted now was physical touch.

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