Married to the Boss: A Love in Disguise
Chapter 187

Married to the Boss: A Love in Disguise Chapter 187

John was so scared that he wetted himself. "No matter who she is, I won't dare again."

"She's the wife of Mr. Hills!" Steve uttered each word forcefully. Each word that emerged struck John's heart like a bullet. "Say, why did you hurt her?" "What? You said Lumma is Mr. Hills's wife?" It turned out Lumma hadn't lied. He just didn't

believe her.

If he had known earlier that Lumma was Adam's wife, even if he had ten thousand times the courage, he would not have dared to harm Lumma.

Steve tightened his five fingers. "Why did you hurt her?"

John said, "Because she snat ched the position of Mr. Hills's special assistant. Iresented her, so I wanted to teach her a lesson."

"You still want to teach her a lesson?" Steve lifted John and slammed him into the wall again...

The people present were scared and trembling. No one dared come forward.

Not until John's head bled and he couldn't beg mercy did Steve stop.

Then Steve dialed a number. "You can come arrest them now."

John sighed in relief. As long as Adam didn't personally deal with him, he could be saved.

Soon the police came.

Before leaving, Steve said, "Investigate thoroughly how many crimes he's actually committed."

Adam carried Lumma out of Prosperity Tower. Seeing the intense killing intent on his face, the bodyguards and police didn't dare make a sound.

The two groups consciously withdrew, giving him a path.

He carried Lumma into the car and told the driver, "Go to Hills Hospital."

Laura quickly examined Lumma. Soon she found the needle mark on Lumma's arm. "Adam, look."

This needle mark gave Adam an unpleasant guess. So angry the veins on his forehead bulged, he said, "No matter what, I want her well."

"Don't worry. Lumma will be fine." Laura took out an ointment to activate blood flow and reduce

swelling. "To know what Lumma was injected with, a hospital sample is needed. Put Lumma down. I'll apply medicine to her face first."

"I'll do it." Adam held Lumma tightly, as if holding a rare treasure. Once he let go, Lumma'd slip from his grasp.

He used his fingertips to take some ointment and gently applied it to the bruises on Lumma's face.

As he smoothed it over the clear imprints of fingers on Lumma's face, she trembled slightly in her

coma.

In pain, his heart ached with hers....

The path to his current position, sitting firmly in it, was infinitely harder than others imagined.

Over the years, countless people had used despicable means against him. Most times he turned danger to safety, but sometimes prevention failed and he was injured. However, he had never

feared.

One year in Nocalo, someone hired a hitman to kill him. Surrounded by over 10 people, even when a

bullet passed through him, he never feared.

He even felt it was just a gunshot wound, no big deal. After stitching up the wound, he went to a meeting.