C4 Did You Think I Would Die?

Keane's face was cold, and his eyes were filled with malice. The Old patriarch was so angry that he almost smashed the cane in his hand onto Keane's face.

"For a woman like her, you didn't care about your own life and personally brought her to save her? Do you still remember your injuries? She wants you to die!"

"After your parents were killed by you, you once wanted me to die too!"

It was just a simple sentence, but it was enough to express the hatred in his heart. The Old patriarch was speechless. He looked at his grandson's face full of pain and bitterness.

"Callan, send the guests away!"

Keane didn't look at the Old patriarch's face, which was filled with guilt, and called Callan to send the Old patriarch back to his place.

Callan helped the Old patriarch out of the East Villa, but he unexpectedly saw the daughter of the Ximenes family, Olesia, standing at the entrance of the villa.

Callan didn't understand anything.

No wonder the Old patriarch, who had always ignored the Young lord because of his guilt, suddenly interfered with the Young lord's matters.

It turned out that someone was trying to sow discord!

Jovie, this 'Angelically girl', who was extremely good at acting, had yet to leave when another high-ranked fake white lotus came to her.

These two hypocritical people would definitely fight each other when they saw each other. Now, there was going to be a good show to watch.

Callan took advantage of the current situation and quickly told Keane about the news he had discovered. However, he was stopped by the high-ranked fake white lotus, Olesia, halfway through his journey.

Olesia supported Old patriarch and politely asked him what had just happened and why Old patriarch's face was so defeated.

Callan swallowed the words in his stomach. "Your provocation didn't work, did it?"

He returned with a polite fake smile. "Maybe it's too hot, Old patriarch. I'm sorry! Since Miss Ximenes is here, I will have to trouble you to send the Old patriarch back to the main building. Thank you, Miss Ximenes."

"You're too polite, Mr. Callan!" The smile on Olesia's face was a little ugly.

"Hahaha, no need to be polite!" Seeing that the white lotus was unhappy, Callan was actually happy. He was so happy that he didn't even see his own eyes.

When Jovie woke up, it happened to be dark. The curtains in the room were tightly drawn, and not a single ray of light could penetrate through them.

In Jovie's line of sight, everything around her was dark. She couldn't even see her own fingers.

Was she dead again? The bed in the King of Hell was really soft. She didn't even have a blanket, and she didn't know where the cold wind came from.

She sat up, rubbed her arms, which had goosebumps due to the cold, and then curled into a ball in the corner.

She didn't know where Keane had gone. She clearly saw him come to pick her up.

"Pah!"

The lights in the room suddenly lit up. Jovie was startled. She looked up and saw Keane standing by the bed with a cold face, looking at her indifferently.

Jovie was surprised to find that both she and Keane were still alive. Her wounds had been treated and her clothes had been changed. This room was not the one she had been in.

Jovie's eyes lit up. She cracked her mouth and revealed a heartfelt smile towards Keane. She stood up, took a few steps, and ran from the bed to the end of the bed. She threw herself into Keane's arms.

"I knew it. Old patriarch lied to me. You won't die so easily. How nice!"

Keane, who was still in a daze from the hug, felt the joy of being close to Jovie slowly cool down.

It turned out that her joy was only because he was still alive. She didn't have to bear the guilt of his death.

It was not because she didn't want him to die.

Jovie, who did not know what Keane was thinking, suddenly thought of something and immediately let go of Keane. She reached out to touch the corner of Keane's clothes, revealing her exquisite mermaid line.

When her gaze barely skimmed over his sexy abs, her eyes stopped on his tightly bandaged chest. A small piece of blood stained the gauze, causing her heart to ache.

"I'm sorry!"

She apologized sincerely to Keane, but Keane didn't appreciate it.

What he wanted was never her polite apology. Compared to an apology, he wanted more of her concern, her concern, and her heart.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Someone knocked on the door, and at the same time, Callan's voice came through the door.

"Young lord, Prof. Lynwood is here."

"Okay."

Keane responded with a cold gaze. He raised his foot and prepared to open the door.

Just as Keane was about to open the door, Jovie suddenly called out to him.

Her voice was soft, and she sounded a little lonely and pitiful.

"Keane, I've been in this room for a week. Are you going to keep me here?"

Jovie's words made Keane frown in displeasure. The emotions in his eyes were obscure and unclear. The hand that was holding the door handle was too strong, causing his bones to turn white. He turned around to look at Jovie and a twisted smile appeared on his lips.

"Then where does Jovie want to go? To find your Son-in-law-to-be-husband?"