Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 94: Trouble—Master Ford’s Injury Is at His Waist

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: Trouble—Master Ford’s Injury Is at His Waist
Sebastian Ford listened to Eleanor Valerius’ voice, slightly choked, and narrowed his eyes, reaching out to pinch her chin, making her look up at him.
"Haha, is the little fox heartbroken? I knew you love me, you really can’t hide it."
"So much blood..."
Eleanor Valerius’ eyes trembled slightly, her anxious heart uncontrollable.
When she wanted to approach Sebastian Ford, he retreated and said in a low voice, "Don’t get your clothes wet, it’s chilly at night."
"Hurry to the hospital!"
Eleanor Valerius could only hold his umbrella-handling right hand, walking toward the roadside, her gaze instinctively following.
Suddenly, Sebastian Ford shielded her with his body, preventing her from seeing the bloody scene.
Though she couldn’t see it, Eleanor Valerius could smell the strong scent of blood being washed by the rain.
Nathan Kendrick was over there cleaning up the aftermath.
Sebastian Ford took Eleanor Valerius into the car, casually took a dry towel and pressed it on the wound at his waist.
"Were you shot?"
Eleanor Valerius sat next to him, using her hands to apply pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding temporarily.
"No, just a graze from the bullet."
The attack tonight made Sebastian Ford contact Wayne Wainwright and arrange for a hospital.
"Why not go directly to the Ford Family’s hospital?"
"The Ford Family’s hospital isn’t safe; my injury would alarm them."
Moreover, the person who wants to kill him is hiding within the Ford Family.
Sebastian Ford’s voice was a bit unsteady as he leaned back against the seat, closing his eyes with a touch of fatigue and weakness.
The journey wasn’t very far.
However, Sebastian Ford’s injury wasn’t minor, and the car was filled with the scent of blood.
"Don’t cry secretly, I won’t die."
Sebastian Ford opened his eyes to look at her.
Hearing this, Eleanor Valerius instinctively avoided his gaze, retorting with a nasal tone, "I wasn’t crying, you know I’m timid, that scene just scared me, I cried because of that, not because I was worried you’d die."
Sebastian Ford wanted to reach out and pat her head, but seeing the blood on his fingers, thought better of it.
"You may not be worried about me, but I’m worried about you."
Eleanor Valerius lightly pressed her lips together; he didn’t try to comfort her; he was speaking the truth.
After arriving at the hospital.
Wayne Wainwright and the medical staff were already waiting there.
Getting out of the car, Eleanor Valerius supported Sebastian Ford.
She touched his skin temperature, which was a bit low, not sure whether it was from the rain or excessive blood loss.
The operating room was ready, and the hospital’s confidentiality measures were extremely strict.
Sebastian Ford watched Eleanor Valerius follow him all the way.
But as she supported him, she couldn’t bear his weight, and the suit jacket she was wearing slid down her shoulders.
"Wait."
Sebastian Ford stopped at the door to the operating room, in front of everyone, and personally helped Eleanor Valerius put on the jacket properly again.
"Hide well, don’t let anyone else see."
Eleanor Valerius couldn’t smile; what a possessive man.
"Tsk, tsk, no one dares to look at your treasure, Master Ford, you better hurry up with the surgery!"
Even Wayne Wainwright couldn’t help but urge and remind.
"I’ll be waiting for you here."
Eleanor Valerius gazed at him gently.
Just like that time, Sebastian Ford stood outside the operating room waiting for her.
...
During the surgery, Sebastian Ford never underwent full anesthesia.
He would not allow himself to lose consciousness when he was at his weakest.
Once the wound was stitched up, he received an IV in the ward.
Sebastian Ford lay with his upper body bare, waist wrapped in bandages, just leaning against the pillow to rest.
By this time, Nathan Kendrick had finished dealing with matters and returned.
Wayne Wainwright also sat nearby, smoking, handing him a cigarette.
In the ward, the busiest figure was Eleanor Valerius.
She held a damp towel, wiping off the bloodstains from his left ear and hands.
"Tonight’s assassination attempt was very similar to the one back then. The assassin disguised as a bodyguard of the Ford Family. At first, even I was not suspicious. Because the person behind it knows the Ford Family very well, forged the real license plate, and the assassin’s disguise was flawless.
They even knew to destroy my hearing aid with high frequency, the mastermind who allied with the Lowell Family to betray and attempt to assassinate me back then has reappeared."
Sebastian Ford’s voice was hoarse.
In such a dangerous and urgent situation, he could still analyze the whole thing.
"Your message to the Ford Family’s bodyguards was intercepted, so all those who came were assassins disguised as bodyguards. It was indeed a meticulously coordinated plan."
Wayne Wainwright puffed out smoke, laughing scornfully: "The Lowell Family’s ambush failed back then, and the accomplices hidden in the Ford Family left no lead. Didn’t expect they’d want to kill you again now, would these well-trained assassins also be..."
Speaking of suspecting Damian Lowell, Wayne Wainwright glanced at Eleanor Valerius with concern.
At this point, Eleanor Valerius had not spoken but had heard their conversation.
Sebastian Ford grasped her hand, squinting slightly and said, "Your lips are a bit dry, there is a vending machine downstairs in the hospital, go buy something to drink and moisten your lips."
"Okay."
Eleanor Valerius understood that she needed to avoid.
In the quiet hospital, her footsteps were followed as she went downstairs.
"Why do you need my protection to buy a drink?"
Nathan Kendrick looked displeased, staring at Eleanor Valerius’s unfathomable expression, suddenly bringing up deliberately: "My brother and Wayne are discussing something very secretive, you’re just an unimportant woman by my brother’s side, you shouldn’t overhear, this is to guard against you."
Eleanor Valerius’ slightly stunned expression was noticeable, she pursed her lips without retorting.
"Tonight, in such a situation, being by my brother’s side is a burden, if you were sensible, you should keep a distance on your own."
Nathan Kendrick grew more smug as he spoke, wanting to continue striking at her heart.
Women are all burdens.
Doing this also helped Master Ford get rid of the pesky fox spirit’s entanglement.
Eleanor Valerius held a bottle of drink in her hand.
The next moment, she earnestly glared at Nathan Kendrick, retorting: "Tonight, it was clearly Master Ford who burdened me, he should compensate me, but I wonder if the injury on his waist will have any impact..."
She was worried about it affecting Sebastian Ford’s work.
"You..."
Nathan Kendrick was dumbfounded, pointing at her, questioning: "Are you such a lustful fox spirit? My brother is injured, and you’re worried it will affect his sex life?!"
"...You’re crazy!"
Eleanor Valerius went ballistic on the spot!
...
Inside the ward.
Sebastian Ford smoked a cigarette, speaking lowly: "If Damian Lowell is truly a Lowell Family member, his appearance in Aethelgard is no coincidence. Since they can team up again, I have the opportunity to investigate the hidden threats within the Ford Family."
"Damian Lowell is very interested in your treasure, you should use her to probe him."
Wayne Wainwright deliberately suggested this, sneaking a look at Sebastian Ford’s unhappy face, using reverse psychology: "You said you’d never fall for her, so you shouldn’t hesitate. Discovering Damian Lowell’s true identity and resolving the Ford Family’s woes are surely more important than a woman who warms your bed."
"Do you have to teach me?"
Sebastian Ford’s eyes narrowed dangerously, his voice cold and unhappy.
"Brother, I found out Eleanor Valerius’ secret..."
"Ah, ah, shut up!!"
Outside, suddenly came the sounds of bickering between Eleanor Valerius and Nathan Kendrick.
Sebastian Ford glanced sideways.
"Eleanor Valerius said she’s concerned that your waist injury would affect your performance, I’ve never seen such a lustful woman!"
Upon hearing Nathan Kendrick’s slanderous complaint.
At this moment, Eleanor Valerius, out of shame and anger, threw the water bottle in her hand at his head!
She really hated this brat!
At this moment, Sebastian Ford was looking at her with an ambiguous smile.
"Are you really worried?"
Eleanor Valerius: "..."
She never expected Sebastian Ford to take it more seriously, and directly called over a doctor to ask in person.
The doctor, not expecting this, awkwardly replied seriously from a professional standpoint: "Master Ford, the position of your injury is best not subject to intense activity these few days."
"If I change positions, and it’s not me doing the moving, that should be fine, right?"
Sebastian Ford sincerely consulted.
After the doctor nodded, he looked at Eleanor Valerius, who was so ashamed she wanted to disappear, and teasingly remarked: "My treasure likes to forcibly love me, I must submissively lie down and let you take whatever you want."
Wayne Wainwright and Nathan Kendrick were both stunned!
Could it be that Master Ford is the submissive one in bed?