Chapter 486 Jealousy and Resentment
“Wilson, do you even deserve her? How’s that overseas investment going for you? Is your own house in order yet? Trying to make a move on Seraphina. Do you really think I wouldn’t kill you?”
The confrontation between the two was intense, their energies clashing powerfully.
Orion exuded an overwhelming dominance, the kind that no one could stand against. Those who dared to cross him faced certain death.
Yet Wilson only offered a calm, unyielding smile, maintaining his composure and not giving an inch.
There was a chill in Wilson’s smile, a sharpness in his gaze.
Usually, he would mask himself around Seraphina, not wanting her to raise her guard or detached herself from him.
But now
Wilson’s voice, though gentle, held an edge of coldness.
“I know Mr. Dros has incredible power, but I’m not giving up on Seraphina. You once had her–but did you treasure her?”
Orion’s eyes narrowed with fury, and Wilson smiled.
“Mr. Dros, she’s resting inside. You’d better don’t disturb her.”
Words are sharper than a blade. Orion had a weakness–Seraphina.
Wilson was aware that Orion had not given up on her, and that lingering hope exposed his vulnerability. Wilson kept reminding him of their troubled past, emphasizing that he was unworthy.
Wilson considered himself a gentleman, but in the ruthless world of business, gentility was a luxury reserved for those at the top of the pyramid.
He had clawed his way up; he had seen it all.
Orion’s previous attack had caught him off guard, but if Orion tried anything again, Wilson was ready to deal with him.
Wilson’s taunt enraged Orion, who saw no reason to hold back. He threw a ferocious punch and landed squarely on Wilson’s face.
“Who the hell do you
think you are?”
Wilson hit the ground hard.
Already weakened from blood loss, his visión blurred from the impact. He was barely conscious and on the verge of collapse.
A nurse entered the room just then, screaming in shock at the sight.
Wilson lay there, gasping weakly.
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Chapter 486 Jealousy and Resentment
The door to the hospital room across the corridor suddenly opened. Seraphina appeared in her wheelchair.
Her face drastically turned pale at the sight.
“Orion! Stop it!”
Orion’s clenched fist froze in midair, the tension thick in the air.
Doctors and nurses hurried over and surrounded Wilson.
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His face was ghostly pale, with blood trickling from his lip–a stark contrast to his otherwise gentle and handsome features. His frailty evoked sympathy and heartbreak.
Yet no one dared voice any complaints, for they had all heard the name Seraphina had just cried out.
Orion!
Orion slowly straightened his back. His dark gaze turned toward the woman in the wheelchair. His eyes, bloodshot and glistening, betrayed his turmoil.
He saw the shock turn to anger on Seraphina’s face.
Anger was directed at him.
In that instant, it felt as if a dagger had stabbed into his heart, leaving a painful, bloody scar.
Seraphina wheeled herself forward, but she didn’t say a word to him. Instead, she looked at Wilson, who was lying there, and accepted emergency treatment.
“How is he?” She asked urgently.
The doctor refrained from moving Wilson just yet, speaking with a somber tone.
“He was already suffering from severe blood loss, and his body hasn’t fully recovered. This punch might lead to a concussion or other complications due to inadequate blood supply. We’ll need further examination.”
He turned to the nurse and instructed, “Prepare a stretcher and the examination room. Don’t move him too much.”
Within moments, the team was ready. The stretcher arrived.
Wilson lay on it, weak and ashen. His usually warm and handsome face was so fragile, as if he could slip away at any moment.
Seraphina’s heart twisted painfully.
No healthy person would collapse from a single punch but Wilson had given so much blood for her.
She knew well the weakness that followed blood loss–the utter vulnerability.
And now someone else was suffering for her sake.
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