Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce

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Chapter 972 It Was Too Late for Regrets

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside the apartment building. Bert immediately lifted Alivia out of the car in his

arms. Her clothes had already been removed, and her wounds had been lightly disinfected and bandaged. An

oversized coat was draped over her petite body, and her face had turned incredibly pale.

The elevator opened directly to the apartment, and the bodyguard opened the door. Inside the room, the doctor

was already waiting.

Bert laid Alivia flat on the prepared makeshift operating table. Without wasting any time, anesthesia was

administered and pushed into her body. She was bleeding heavily, but fortunately, the most crucial artery had not

been injured.

"The situation is critical now, Mr. Harper. We need to move to another place," one of the bodyguards suggested.

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Such incidents were commonplace for Bert in earlier years. Back then, people were trying to take his life every day,

and the first thing to do in any unexpected situation was relocate.

But now, Bert's eyes fell on Alivia, and he had no intention of leaving.

The bodyguard seemed to understand what he meant and couldn't help but be anxious. " Mr. Harper..."

"We'll talk about it when she wakes up." After saying that, Bert went straight out of the room and sat on the sofa in

the living room. Gazing at the thick darkness outside the window, he lit a cigarette and took a strong drag.

The process of removing the bullet was lengthy because the bullet had pierced through most of Alivia's tissues,

nearly reaching the bone. When it was extracted, the doctor had to be extremely careful to avoid causing further

damage.

Everything proceeded in an orderly manner, but Alivia's bleeding was exceptionally high, surpassing their

expectations. The incident had happened suddenly, and they had used up all the prepared blood transfusion bags,

yet it still wasn't enough.

One of the doctors came out and looked at Bert with a gloomy face. "Mr. Harper, the patient has lost a significant

amount of blood, and her blood levels are critically low. However, we currently do not have enough blood bags..."

"What blood type?"

The male doctor was stunned. "The test just now showed that it's Type A." Bert stood up and extinguished his

cigarette in the ashtray on the table. As he walked, he rolled up his sleeves. "I have A positive blood type. Draw

mine," he said.

"Well..." The male doctor looked at the robust arm exposed in the air, feeling hesitant. After all, Bert was not

someone he dared to touch.

"Hurry up!" Bert snorted, and his eyes were as cold as sharp military knives.

The male doctor was so scared that he trembled. "Got it!"

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Bert lay on the bed beside the operating table as the needle entered his vein. He didn't even furrow his brows as

the dark red blood flowing through the transparent tube into the nearby processor and then directly into Alivia's

body.

A tube connected the two of them. Looking at Alivia's closed eyes, Bert felt annoyed for no reason.

For someone with a background in the black market, no matter how many years had passed, that bloodthirsty

element remained deep within his bones. Blood had always excited him, almost as an instinctive response.

However, as he saw the blood soaking through Alivia's clothes today, he became strangely calm.

He had brought her here and asked the doctor to operate on her. This woman had suddenly barged into his world.

It was dark and full of danger.

Without any defenses, she inadvertently got entangled in this situation.

He never expected that after taking the 400,000 dollars, Alivia would find him once again. However, he also felt

relieved. If she hadn't come today, would it have been Evelyn who ended up being affected?

Bert's gaze fell upon Alivia's immaculate and flawless face. "Alivia, I once said that if you appeared again, you would

regret it. Now, it seemed that even regret had become too late."

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