Sold To The Mafia Lord

Amelia couldn’t keep up anymore as she fell unconscious again.

Alexander’s expression was unsightly as he carried Amelia out of the basement.

The butler had his head down as Alexander walked past him and a gush of wind blew along as Alexander walked towards the Maybach he drove in.

Alexander carefully dropped Amelia in the back seat and Soon, Luke came running towards them.

“Sir Ron, please don’t get angry, ha it’s that useless woman who kept My Amelia dear inside the basement, I had no idea, don’t worry, I’ll make her reflect on herself and teach her some manners… you know we are…..” Luke trailed off as Alexander drove away.

Shit

“That damn woman, we’re doomed now” Luke’s face turned from purple to ash, he was so scared of ‘one day’ that Alexander comes back to bite them.

Meanwhile, as Alexander drove out from the compound, the dump truck also drove away but in a different direction.

Alexander didn’t have the time to pay any attention to Resolver as he drove to the hospital.

Soon, he entered the city’s hospital rushed down from the driver’s seat, and went to the back seat to bring Amelia out but he heard some whispers and he leaned onto her curled self and paid more attention to what she was saying.

“You all left me, you promised me not to go…”

Amelia kept muttering those words with a pained expression, both eyes tightly closed as she folded on the seat.

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Alexander’s veins pop out on his forehead, he was both angry at her family and to himself, he could have followed his intuition and gone with her, and she wouldn’t have been so scared.

Alexander pulled off his coat and wrapped Amelia with it, she was so small.

She always acted fierce and strong on the outside but inside, she was so fragile.

She’d suffered a lot and he made a promise to himself never to let her suffer such grievances.

He didn’t know why he wanted to protect her all of a sudden and he didn’t want to know, cause no matter what, it hurt his pride.

Alexander thought that if anybody hurt his wife, it was also daring him.

He was a Don and not some Church rat that people stepped on, so he concluded that he was helping Amelia because of his pride.

With that sorted, he carried Amelia in a princess style and closed the door, just then, the nurses in charge brought out a stretcher and he placed Amelia on it and they rode her to the VIP ward.

Soon, Mr Walker, his private doctor rushed in to attend to Amelia.

Mr Walker was a man in his early forties a professional doctor in his field and very skilled.

After checking her pulse with his stethoscope, he sighed and looked at Alexander who was sitting on a stool close to the bed.

“She was running a temperature when I brought her in, is she sick??” Alexander asked when the doctor looked at him.

“Not really, she isn’t sick of a fever, just some momentum cold, I’ll prescribe a medicine for you to give her to help stabilize her body temperature” The doctor beckoned for the nurse close by and told her some things which the nurse jolted down on her notepad.

Soon Mr walker felt Amelia’s hand and then placed his hand on her stomach and then felt something was off.

Alexander wasn’t so good at this field so he just looked on.

Mr walker slightly moved Amelia, who was still unconscious, Mr. Walker held onto her shirt, ready to pull it and Alexander frowned.

“What’s in there??” Alexander asked and stood up from the stool.

Mr walker knew Amelia was Alexander’s wife so he tried not to get mad at him as he gestured for Alexander to open her shirt himself.

Alexander didn’t mean to doubt his doctor, just that he said that at the moment.

“No, you do it” Alexander cleared his throat in embarrassment, why was he getting all worked up when another man touched the helm of her shirt??

Mr Walker didn’t say anything and just turned to see Amelia’s back and lift the shirt a bit and he frowned slightly.

Alexander stretched his head and saw a sharp cut on Amelia’s back, it still looked fresh.

That’s to say…. she got injured in her father’s house.

Alexander made a tight fist in fury

“What a wound! this was either done by a sharp object like glass… Hmm” Mr walker took some cotton wool and alcohol to disinfect the wounds.

Because of the tingling sensation, Amelia groaned and some opened her eyes.

“It hurts” Amelia turned to see her back getting disinfected by a man.

“Be careful ” Alexander said to Doctor Walker and he didn’t say anything and just continued damping the wound.

Amelia looked at Alexander who was sitting on the side, alexander gave her a sharp look of disapproval and she bit her lips.

She had thought he wouldn’t come for her, a sweet feeling flowed in the depth of her heart but she didn’t linger in it as the cut was tingling.

After disinfecting it, the doctor bandaged the wound and gave Alexander a small bottle

“Here, this is a medicine, you should apply on the wound when you get home, it shouldn’t leave a scar” Mr Walker soon left the ward after saying that Amelia could go home that day.

Alexander just hummed and was about to walk out of the room, when Amelia called out.

“Hey, leaving already??” Amelia asked as she felt a bit guilty for stressing Alexander with her problems, she didn’t want him meddling in her affairs.

And she felt stupid for even wanting him to meddle in it.

“Not yet, I have to go do something, I’ll be back in a jiffy,” Alexander said with a neutral expression and left the ward.

A few minutes later, Amelia and Alexander walked out of the hospital with her wearing Alexander’s coat.

She looked so funny with the coat on, she had initially refused the coat but Alexander scolded her to be obedient and wear the coat, and now everyone at the reception kept looking at her with weird gazes.

Amelia looked at the coat that was below her toes, before raising her head to see Alexander staring at her with a grin.

“You are so evil, I don’t want the coat anymore,” Amelia said and was about to pull off the coat in the reception area, she didn’t feel comfortable with everybody’s gaze on her, and… Alex was also laughing at her though he hid it.

Seeing that Amelia was about to take off his coat, Alexander immediately stood in front of her and held the two sides of the coat before placing it in one hand.

After successfully holding onto the collar, Amelia was caught in the middle, as Alexander dragged her out of the reception with the coat on her.

Amelia felt frustrated as she heard people whispering.

“Is that some way of displaying love?? By bonding the woman in his coat and dragging her out??”

“That’s so romantic, I wished to be wrapped in a big coat as well”

“And the guy?? So handsome ”

“My ideal type of girl, so cute”