Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 2111: The Man Who Loves You Most

Spencer stood still, waiting for Summer to come over and support him. Summer, without any second thoughts, stood by his side and said, "Be careful." She took his arm, treating him like a patient, and carefully guided him towards the taxi. As they walked, Spencer felt that his twisted ankle was actually getting better, but he continued to limp convincingly. Occasionally, he stumbled, almost falling into her arms several times.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

"Be careful, slow down!" she said nervously. Spencer felt a sense of mischievous success; even though he was injured, he felt quite happy. Summer was anxious as she supported him, afraid he might fall. Every step was difficult as the man practically leaned his entire body on her.

She worked hard to support him, even wrapping her arm around his waist. "Be careful," she repeated. Finally, she got him into the car and sat beside him, closing the door and telling the driver, "We need to go to the nearest hospital!"

"Alright!"

On the way, Summer turned to look at him closely. "Your face isn't disfigured. Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else? Any internal injuries?"

By then, the blood on Spencer's arm had already clotted and turned dark red; the wound wasn't deep. "Everything hurts, but my internal organs should be fine," Spencer said pitifully. Then he looked at her gently and added, "But as long as you're okay, I'm relieved." He even gave her a smile.

The light inside the car cast a faint shadow beside his nose, reminding Summer of that terrifying moment earlier. If Spencer hadn't pulled her away at the last second, she might have been hit by the car. Looking at him now, she had a thousand words to say but didn't know how to start. As they neared the hospital, traffic police and an ambulance arrived at the accident scene. Both of them had sustained varying degrees of injuries... The car's front end was nearly totaled, and the airbags had deployed.

At the hospital.

The emergency room doctor conducted a full-body examination on Spencer and found no fractures or internal bleeding-this was very good news. Hearing this result finally lifted a weight off Summer's heart. "Are you very worried about me?" Spencer asked as he observed her expression; he was very happy.

Summer turned to see him smiling at her and paused slightly. "You got hurt saving me; isn't it normal for me to be worried?"

"Sir, please sit down," the doctor said as he pushed a sterilization cart over. "You have many abrasions that need to be disinfected and cleaned."

Instinctively, Summer helped Spencer again. As she took his arm, Spencer felt a wave of emotion and looked at her.

"Come on, sit over there," Summer urged, not understanding what he was thinking. "The doctor said you need to clean your wounds."

He snapped back to reality and walked towards a nearby chair with her help. The doctor was already putting on sterile gloves and preparing for disinfection.

Spencer enjoyed being cared for so attentively by Summer. If it wouldn't hurt her, he'd save her every day if it meant being close to her-even if it left him covered in injuries.

Spencer sat in the chair; his abrasions were numerous and painful when treated. His skin was delicate; he had rarely experienced such hardship growing up.

Summer assisted the doctor by

handing over antiseptic solutions and gauze from time to time. She watched in horror as some areas didn't need stitches but were still raw and bloody.

Spencer's gaze remained fixed on her face. Seeing her anxiety and concern warmed his heart; he felt incredibly honored. Inside his mind echoed a gentle voice-

Summer, do you know? I am the man who loves you most in this world.