Chapter 150 What Right Do You Have

Inside the VIP ward, Gabriel sat motionless beside the bed. His shirt was still soaked through, and his hair was still disheveled too. The elegant, untouchable CEO of Holton Corp was gone, and all that remained was a man hollowed out by fear and exhaustion. All the while, Gabriel's eyes never left the woman lying before him. Emily was still unconscious, and her face was as pale as chalk. Every time Gabriel closed his eyes, he saw her lifeless body being pulled from the sea. The possibility of him having arrived even a moment later was unbearable. Vivian Lawrence—he would never forgive her. Suddenly, the door burst open without warning. "Emily!" Arthur stumbled into the room, still covered in dust from the road. He had clearly rushed back from Creston City. When he saw the unconscious Emily covered in tubes on the hospital bed, his steps came to an abrupt halt. His eyes instantly filled with tears. This was his fault. He hadn't protected her. He had let her be taken. If he