Focus on Revenge A Photographer’s Killer Shot novel Chapter 93

“Rowan!”

Vincent ran over and picked up Rowan on the floor.

Rowan had passed out, with blood dripping from the back of his head

After 1am, on the first day of the new year, Rowan was sent to the resuscitation room.

The doctor on duty looked at the injury, looked grave, and said that the wound was quite deep and might

have injured the bone!

Isolde stood at the door of the rescue room and watched Vincent, who looked grave, holding his cell phone

and making a call.

Isolde could really see the panic and anxiety in his eyes.

Things have developed into such a way that she did not expect.

Although she had grudges in her heart, she never wanted to hurt Rowan.

After five years of bringing up Rowan, illnesses and colds were common, but bumps and falls were rare.

This is the most serious injury Rowan has suffered since he was born, and Isolde could not remain indifferent.

After all, it is the hands to bring up the child, called her five years mom, because she said a sentence fell into

serious injuries lying in the resuscitation room……

Even though Doris and Vincent are at fault, Rowan is only a child, and he is innocent.

Isolde’s hand unconsciously covered her belly, her heart is sour.

She can’t be cruel to Rowan, but she is used to being cold–blooded and cruel to her own children.

From the moment she knew they existed, it seemed like she had been giving them up.

But if Rowan was innocent, what about her children?

Were they not innocent?

Isolde closed her eyes in agony, her heart aching like a knife,

The mother was gone, and soon these two children would be gone from her as well.

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She has not a single family member left in this world…….

Isolde slowly turned around when her wrist was held.

“You’re leaving?” The man’s voice was cold and deep with anger.

Isolde frowned and turned around, meeting the man’s gaze with reproach.

Her face was cold and her eyes were even more dead.

Vincent’s face was a few points colder, “Rowan fell because of you, he is still in resuscitation!”

Isolde didn’t plan to leave at this time, at least she would wait until Rowan was out of danger.

She was just feeling tired and wanted to find a seat to sit down and wait.

But all this, she didn’t want to explain to Vincent.

There was no need.

Isolde struggled and pulled her hand out of Vincent’s.

Vincent’s dark eyes stared at her.

Isolde didn’t look at him, turned around and walked to the side seat and sat down, her hands clasped on her arms, her eyebrows lowered, her eyes falling somewhere, in short, not at Vincent.

Vincent noticed that she was thinly dressed and frowned, taking off his jacket and walking forward.

A shadow loomed down in front of her, and before Isolde could react, a weight settled on her shoulders.

The long black trench coat with the man’s body heat wrapped around her body.

Isolde raised her hand to pull off the jacket, Vincent seemed to have expected it, his hands gently pressed on her shoulders, “Even if you’re angry, there’s no need to be upset with your own body.”

Isolde gave a start.

“Vincent!”

Doris looked anxious and ran towards them.

Vincent withdrew his hand and turned toward Doris.

Doris stumbled a little and nearly fell, Vincent held her up just in time and looked up at David who had accompanied Doris.

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“Is Dr. James here yet?” Vincent asked.

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