CHAPTER 460: CHAPTER 460: I’LL BE THE BEST MAN AT YOUR WEDDING 10

Chloe Grant struggled to pull her phone out of her pocket, and after much difficulty, finally dialed Lucas Morgan’s number.

"Lucas Morgan, come quickly, hurry!" she shouted.

Lucas, who had answered the phone, could tell something was wrong from her tone, "I’ll be right there!"

...

Lucas drove over in a rush, placing Matthew Morgan in the car and racing all the way to the hospital.

In the back seat, Matthew’s head rested on Chloe Grant’s lap.

She gently caressed his pale face with a pained expression.

In her heart, there was not just pain and anxiety, but also intense guilt.

It was because of her again!

Chloe had heard Ralph Koch talk about Matthew’s stories in Country Y.

He wasn’t just a legendary figure in the royal city but also a myth in Country Y.

So Chloe knew in her heart that with Matthew’s abilities, he could surely get through today’s incident.

"He did it for me again..." Chloe said, choking as she stroked his face, "I seem like a disaster to him, always bringing him trouble."

Chloe used a hand to wipe away her tears.

She hated herself like this.

All she knew was how to cry!

Besides crying, she couldn’t help at all and just kept causing more trouble.

"Don’t be like this..." Lucas frowned, watching Chloe through the rearview mirror.

This girl had always been pampered.

So she wasn’t very strong or independent.

She was used to relying on people, having a bad temper, being timid... but her upbringing didn’t require her to be strong and independent.

Now seeing Chloe like this, Lucas felt utterly uncomfortable.

It was heart-wrenching.

"You’re not anyone’s disaster star; you’ve always been someone else’s lucky star. This was just an accident, don’t overthink it." Lucas comforted her.

"Don’t comfort me; I know I’m awful. I beg you, just drive faster, he keeps bleeding, please hurry..."

Lucas nodded, said no more, and accelerated once again.

He had always favored car racing and often raced when he was younger.

If it weren’t for the car accident three years ago, Lucas might have joined a racing company by now.

By the time the car reached the hospital, doctors and nurses were already waiting with a gurney at the door.

As Lucas and Chloe helped Matthew out, they placed him on the gurney and pushed him inside, immediately heading into the operating room.

Chloe waited anxiously outside the operation room.

Every minute and second felt like torture to her.

Lucas, unable to watch anymore, pressed down on Chloe’s shoulders, forcing her to sit down.

"Pacing won’t bring him out any sooner; sit quietly."

Chloe couldn’t sit still.

Lucas crouched down, holding Chloe’s hand, "Don’t panic. My brother will be fine. Over the years, he’s faced dangers even worse than this. You have to believe in him; he’ll be okay!"

Chloe was in a daze, her eyelashes fluttering, tears falling drop by drop.

From the villa till now, she had been forcefully suppressing her emotions.

But she was a girl who loved to cry by nature, and there was only so much she could hold back.

So what if she cried?

She was anxious, she expressed her emotions; what’s wrong with loving to cry!

"Only now did I truly understand..." Chloe started, both crying and laughing, "He’s a person of flesh and blood too. He can get hurt, faint, and run into trouble.

He’s not as god-like as I thought; he’s just an ordinary person."

He’s just too excellent...