Blood Oath: Forever Yours

Chapter 5: The Person Who Gives the Blood Is Here in City B

At the same time, the man who was in front of the car was buttoning his blazer up and stepping

forward. Charlotte fell straight before him. Lawrence lifted his leg and stepped straight on her without

showing any reduction in force. He could hear everyone drawing cold breaths but there was not a yell

of pain.

Lawrence wrinkled his eyebrows and quickly retrieved his foot. He lowered his head and looked at the

woman who was falling in front of him. She was skinny and was wearing a thick, long dress with long

sleeves. There was a livid bruise on the back of her hand which was stepped by him. She seemed to

shiver due to the pain but she still bit her lip and did not utter a word.

And it was because of that Lawrence lowered his head and took an extra glimpse of her. She was

lowering her head and her face was completely hidden in his shadow. She was too skinny yet her

figure looked so similar to a woman in his memory. A gloomy look showed up on Lawrence’s face and

he immediately took one step forward.

A woman’s gentle voice was suddenly heard from behind. “Lawrence.” Allison Miller stooped and came

out of the car. She handed the little girl that she was carrying in her arms to Lawrence and with an

uncomfortable look said, “I’m having a fever and I feel really unwell. I can’t take care of Emma at the

moment, could you let her follow you?”

Lawrence took Emma over and touched Allison’s forehead. He then frowned. “I’ll let Jeffrey get you a

room, and then ask the doctor over.” Allison smiled and replied, “Okay.” After finished, she looked at

Charlotte who was on the ground and said gently, “I’m sorry, miss. Lawrence has accidentally stepped

on you. I can see your hand is badly injured. Is it okay if I let the doctor check on you after he comes

later? Don’t worry, we’ll definitely compensate you.”

Charlotte lowered her head. She could sense excruciating pain from both her hand and her heart. She

lowered her head and looked at the shadow standing in front of her with teary eyes. With a hoarse

voice, she stammered, “It…It’s okay.” She did not dare to wish that he would recognize her. She was

afraid to lift her head. She was afraid to meet Lawrence’s eyes and see the piercing cold and hatred

from them. That would make her suffer more than death do.

Lawrence’s indifferent voice was heard from above her head the next second. “Don’t waste your

strength on someone unimportant, just give her some money. Go have a rest first. I’ll go visit you

straight after finishing my work here.” After finished, without even glimpsing at her, he went straight

pass her while carrying the child in his arms. He left with large strides. The press immediately followed

after him the moment he left.

Allison looked down at the woman on the ground when there was no one around. As she was about to

speak, she saw her suddenly stood up while supporting herself from the ground without uttering a

word. She ran while staggering all the way.

“Hey! Wait up…” Seeing her disappearing at the corner of the street, Allison put down her hand. “Oh

well, never mind!” She took out her phone and made a call. After waiting for a short while, a lofty man © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

who was wearing a suit ran all the way towards her. “Miss Miller.”

Allison turned her head towards the comer and asked while lowering her voice, “Today’s fifteenth. Did

you get the blood Lawrence wants?” The comer nodded and handed her the thing in his hand. “I just

got it. But this time, it’s different from usual, because the person who gives the blood is here in City B.

So from today onward, no matter when, we could take the blood as long as we want it.”

“City B?” Allison looked surprised and she slightly wrinkled her eyebrows. But she said casually after

just a short moment, “That’s okay. As long as the person could provide the blood on time and

guarantee that the outsiders would not notice Lawrence’s aberrance, I don’t care who’s providing the

blood.”

After finished, she took over the special drostitch from the man and rolled up her sleeve which was the

nearest to her wrist. She then pricked the needle straight into her arm without blinking an eye. The

needle went in and out. Although there was no blood, a conspicuous tiny hole was clearly left.