Chapter 77 Jealousy

Soren's POV My warm lips covered Leona's. God, she tasted incredible, and I lost myself in the kiss. As I lingered on the aftertaste of the kiss, I couldn't stop myself from remembering the sight of her actively kissing Viktor yesterday. My grip on her hand unconsciously tightened. The figure on the hospital bed stirred slightly, her brows furrowing. Seeing that, I immediately loosened my grip. "Damn it! Why isn't Jon here yet?" I muttered. I didn't trust the doctors here to treat Leona. Besides that, they couldn't handle her specific injuries anyway. I kept checking my wristwatch, hoping he would be here soon. Suddenly, I remembered something. If the wound on Leona's forehead was this severe, what about the injuries on her back? Earlier, I had been solely focused on neutralizing the drug in her system and had forgotten that she also had a back injury. And if Jon's and my suspicions were correct, the damage on her back was likely far worse. A wave of intense self-reproach washed