Love Coming from the Least Expected

Chapter 483

Feeling sympathy for Lyle, I turned around to look at him when I was leaving. I could feel my body drained of blood as I saw Lyle clutching a gold club in his hand with a vicious look on his face as he was about to strike Christopher.

In face of the grave danger, I hurled myself at Christopher without hesitation to defend him. I felt the full force of the golf club’s hit on my head. A paralyzing numb sensation spread from the top of my head to my whole body as I felt warm liquid gushing from the top of my head at the same time. The viscous liquid streamed into my eyes, making me unable to open them. I staggered a few steps and was about to fall.

“Eve!” Christopher reacted in the nick of time and quickly steadied me. Fury flashed in his eyes as he noticed the blood trickling down from my head. He turned around and kicked at Lyle. Then, he walked over and was about to punch Lyle in the face.

I held on to my head and called out to him, “Chris!”

He was blowing punches on Lyle right then. Upon hearing my call, he rushed back to my side and steadied my staggering body. “I’ll send you to the hospital.”

Lyle seemed to have finally snapped out of his drunken state. At the sight of blood trickling down my body and my bloodstained dress, he froze on the spot and finally mumbled, “Sorry, I didn’t want to hurt you. I was j-just… I…”

Lyle was slurring his words yet again, and could not even form a coherent sentence. I paid no heed to his cries and merely said coldly, “Lyle, are you going to trample all over me no matter how good or bad you’re doing? If you’re doing badly, are you going to drag me to hell along with you?” Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

I had hated Lyle before but never had I felt such overwhelming abhorrence for this man before. How dare he try to hurt Christopher? How could he be so shameless?

“No, I didn’t mean it, Yvonne…” he repeated the same sentence over and over again as he looked at me helplessly.

“Lyle, I’ve never owed you anything. If you think only my death is able to stop you from ever bothering me again, then you’re probably going to be very disappointed. Not only will I not go to hell along with you, but I will live my life to the fullest. Everything you’ve done is out of your own choice. There’s no use crying over spilled milk, especially when you’re the one who’s made that choice. Don’t blame others for not keeping up with you when you’re the one who to push them away.”

I knew I should not have said such harsh words to Lyle when he was already down in the dumps, but I was really fed up with him continuously pestering me. I wanted to cut ties with him once and for all.

Lyle listened to everything I said quietly, and he finally calmed down. After I was done, he apologized to me once again solemnly and said nothing further.

“Lyle, our past is the past. Don’t come looking for me again. Please leave some space for grace and dignity between us.”

Spencer and Remington were shocked to see that my head was injured just after taking a stroll. My head was spinning the whole time when I was on the way to the hospital. Christopher looked utterly troubled. I poked him lightly and said in a small voice, “I’m okay. Don’t worry.”

“Quit talking.” Christopher’s face darkened as he stepped hard on the pedal. After getting off the car, he swooped me up and rushed toward the emergency department. My bloodstained dress gave the nurses and doctors quite a shock.

“I’m hurt in the head. My legs are perfectly fine, though. Let me down. So many people are watching us,” I said sheepishly as I burrowed my head in Christopher’s chest.

“You’re already not that smart, to begin with. Now that you have a big hole in your head, how are you going to be able to think straight from now on?” Christopher said angrily as he glared at me. Nevertheless, he placed me carefully on the stretcher and nagged, “It was just a golf club. I could have handled it perfectly. If he had managed to hurt me in any way with that stick, I would go look for Zachary tomorrow and ask him to give me a good beating for being such a weenie. What were you thinking? You shouldn’t have tried to defend me.”