Chapter 818: Chapter 818: Ultimate Devotion
Hope Williams froze, staring dazedly for a long ti as if she couldn’t believe it. It took her a while to react, afraid it was a dream she’d conjured up. She didn’t dare to look up.
The man squatted down in front of her, tilting his head to look at her, unable to help but smile faintly.
Hope stiffly looked at the person in front of her, “You…”
“Not dead.” Liam Cloud’s voice was as casual and laid-back as ever, as if he didn’t care at all.
Hope stared blankly ahead, at the man’s handso face, dirty silver hair, even his black shirt had so burnt holes, yet he was still smiling, a carefree and unrestrained smile.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly.
She repeatedly stared at Liam, almost a full minute, as if trying to confirm the reality of the person in front of her.
Liam raised an eyebrow at the sight, “Ha, too scared to recognize …?”
Before he could finish speaking, he was enveloped in the girl’s soft embrace.
Liam’s expression changed dramatically. A mont ago, he was still nonchalant and teasing, but now he was completely at a loss, his body tense as a line, frozen where he stood, afraid to move.
Hope was so agitated that even hugging his body, she trembled.
“You’re okay? You’re really okay! Thank goodness, thank goodness…” Hope kept repeating this phrase, her heart overwheld with an imnse relief, imnsely grateful he was okay.
Liam’s expression turned indescribably gentle, wanting to tighten his arms around her, but seeing his blood-stained, dirty hands, he pulled back, unwilling to soil her clothes.
Out of the corner of his eye, Liam saw Waylon Lewis standing in the back, quietly watching them, saying nothing, but Liam saw a storm of suppressed emotions in his eyes.
Liam lowered his eyes briefly, then abruptly withdrew from Hope’s embrace, gently pushing her away without any excess intimacy.
Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Liam looked at Hope, who was crying uncontrollably, his gaze turning playful and indifferent again, “Stop crying, even I’m disgusted by it.”
Hope ignored whatever he said, staring at him insistently, worriedly asking, “Are you hurt?”
“No.” Liam’s lips curved with a pale smile, “Do you underestimate ? If such explosives had hurt , I’d spell my na backward.”
Hope still wasn’t reassured.
Liam impatiently said, “Stop staring at , if you keep looking, I’ll think you’re in love with .”
Hearing Liam’s usual joking tone, Hope sighed in relief. Since he could still joke, he was probably fine, and after a look over him, she didn’t see any wounds.
Liam briefly hooked his lips, quickly retracting it, “Little Hope, I saved you again, rember to buy a al.”
Waylon Lewis walked over, just in ti to hear Liam say this.
A mont of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he couldn’t believe soone would ask for a al in return for saving a life.
Hope still felt sothing was off. With explosives so powerful, no matter how skilled he was, able to escape, it seed impossible he hadn’t been hurt at all.
Hope frowned, “Injured or not, you need to get checked at a hospital.”
Liam smiled indifferently, “You’re such a nag. I already said I’m fine, just go back and don’t worry about .”
Hope frowned.
Liam turned to Waylon Lewis, smiling lightly, “Waylon, aren’t you going to take her back, or are you waiting for to steal her away?”
After speaking, Liam waved his hand flamboyantly, “Alright, if you guys aren’t leaving, then I shall.”
Liam turned and walked away with confident steps, looking as if he was perfectly fine.
But once he reached a secluded corner where no one could see him, his expression suddenly turned serious, and his tall body involuntarily leaned forward, barely catching himself against the wall to stand steady.
Wesley Ruiz followed behind him, his expression tightened, promptly going up to support him, “Big Boss!”
Liam wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth with his hand, leaning against the wall, closing his deep eyes, and breathing heavily.
Liam noticed sothing, furrowing his brow, pulling up Liam’s black shirt to find his abdon was slashed by shrapnel from the explosion, bleeding profusely.
Because he wore black clothes, it covered the blood well, and with the lingering sll of explosives around, it was no wonder Hope didn’t notice.
Having seen many battles, Wesley could tell at a glance how deep the cut was; any deeper, and it might have taken his life.
Wesley couldn’t understand how Liam could maintain such a nonchalant facade in front of Hope.
Wesley silently tore his shirt, ripping it into a long strip to bandage Liam’s wound.
Liam clenched his hand, not making a sound, until the bandaging was done, he slowly said, “Don’t say anything to Hope.”
Wesley’s expression stiffened, “Big Boss, I really don’t understand.”
Liam rested against the wall, seeing Wesley’s indignant expression, feeling it was amusing, “Don’t understand what?”
“You’ve done so much for Sister Hope, why won’t you tell her anything? Even now, when you’re so seriously injured, you won’t tell her. She doesn’t know anything.”
Wesley felt it was unfair to his boss.
He thought if Hope knew how much their Big Boss had sacrificed for her, maybe they could be together.
Wesley just couldn’t stand seeing his boss love so deeply, yet also endure so silently.
Liam panted, letting out a cool laugh, “That would only be a burden to her.”
Since she chose Waylon Lewis, his love couldn’t beco her burden; only then could she be with Waylon with no reservations.
Wesley still couldn’t comprehend Liam, frustration nearly spilling out of his face.
Liam Cloud waved a hand at him, “Co over here.”
Wesley Ruiz obediently squatted next to Liam Cloud, leaning in as if he were a good student ready to be scolded by a teacher.
Liam Cloud rolled his eyes silently, giving Wesley Ruiz a smack on the head, “Help up.”
Wesley Ruiz jolted, “Oh, oh.” At the sa ti, he couldn’t help muttering, “So capable just now, but such a ss now, why don’t you get up yourself if you’re so tough.”
Liam Cloud furrowed his brow, “What are you mumbling about?”
Wesley Ruiz quickly changed his tune, “I said Big Boss, you’re the best.”
Liam Cloud’s gaze lazily swept over him, making Wesley Ruiz feel a chill down his spine.
Wesley Ruiz pulled Liam Cloud up, and suddenly another hand appeared on Liam Cloud’s right arm, supporting him.
Liam Cloud raised an eyebrow, turning his head to see Waylon Lewis standing next to him, looking at him expressionlessly.
A glint of brilliance flashed in Liam Cloud’s eyes, and he gave a faint smile, “What does this an?”
Waylon Lewis’s expression remained calm and composed, “Sending you to the hospital.”
Liam Cloud squinted his eyes, “Did Hope Williams send you?”
Waylon Lewis couldn’t deny it.
“Your acting is too clumsy, you can’t fool her.”
“Ha.” Liam Cloud curled his lips into a smile, “She cares about , and you don’t mind?”
Waylon Lewis slowly withdrew his hand, his expression calm and indifferent, yet the suppressed emotions in his eyes were unmistakable.
Waylon Lewis minded.
As a man, as Hope Williams’ husband, he minded when he saw Hope crying her heart out over another man.
He minded when he saw her losing control to the point of killing soone because of him.
He minded when he saw how relieved she was to hug him when she found out he wasn’t dead.
But he said nothing, quietly watching till the end, quietly beginning to clean up the ss.
“I mind, but she is mine, no matter what, she is mine. Maybe she has feelings for you, but in her heart, I am irreplaceable, and that’s enough.”
Liam Cloud let out a soft laugh, “What a nice way to put ‘that’s enough,’ you’re quite frank.”
“What else could I do? Should I have a big fight with her? That would only make her sad, and I don’t want to see her like that, so since I can’t erase you from her heart, I’ll just have to work harder to ensure you can never surpass .”
Liam Cloud looked at Waylon Lewis, the smile on his lips deepening.
Their conversation was calm and clear, each taking turns speaking with utter candor.
Wesley Ruiz stood by listening quietly, shocked by the sincere and deeply affectionate love these two n had for one woman.
…
Hope Williams knew Liam Cloud didn’t like her seeing him in a vulnerable and injured state, so she tactfully chose not to expose him.
Upon returning ho, the old man, Christopher Lewis, Alitzel Williams, and Miac Richardson and his wife hurried out to greet them.
“Oh, you finally ca back.”
Alitzel Williams was at the front, anxiously scanning Hope Williams up and down, fearing she was hurt.
Hope Williams discreetly hid her injured hand behind her back.
“How did it go? Was it smooth? Are you hurt? Where’s Aria? Did you bring her back safely?”
Faced with Alitzel Williams’ barrage of questions, Hope Williams wasn’t annoyed, nor did she recount the thrilling events that transpired. She simply said, “Don’t worry, everything went smoothly, Aria is in the back.”
The group turned to see Wyatt Lewis supporting Aria Richardson as she got out of the car.
Miac Richardson and Isla Sue were so overwheld with joy that they almost burst into tears, rushing forward, “Aria! Aria!”
“Mom! Dad!” Aria, still pale from being in the water for so long, looked a bit haggard, stirring sympathy in everyone.
“What did Lily Armstrong do to you? Oh dear, why are you all wet?” Isla Sue pinched Aria’s cold little hands, her face tense with concern.
Aria pressed her lips together, and when Lily Armstrong ca to mind, her brain suddenly flashed with what Lily had said.
Her injuries weren’t from being hit by a car, but from jumping off a building herself…
They were all deceiving her with kind lies.
They didn’t want her to rember those mories.
So what had happened to make her attempt suicide, and what unspeakable matter had made everyone go to such lengths to keep it from her?
With these thoughts, Aria’s face grew even more troubled.
Seeing her dazed, Isla Sue was so worried she nearly dragged her to the hospital for an examination, but Wyatt Lewis standing nearby spoke up, “Aunt Sue, let Aria change her clothes first.”
“Yes, yes, don’t catch a cold.”
Aria’s eyes flickered, and she opened her mouth, wanting to ask sothing, but ultimately didn’t.
Yet in her heart, there still lingered a doubt.
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