Ste found herself cornered, forced to tilt her head back as the man before her advanced with each step. Remington''s dress shoes crushed the bouquet on the floor as he gripped Ste''s neck and pushed her into the hospital room. With a loud m, he kicked the door shut behind him.


    "Ste? Who''s there?" Martin, lying in the hospital bed, stirred at the noise and slowly sat up, calling out. His eyes widened in shock when he saw the scene at the doorway. Ste was being choked, her toes barely touching the ground as she staggered in.


    "Mmph...ugh!" Ste grasped at Remington''s hand, her back pushed against the wall. She couldn''t speak, her legs struggling, eyes wide with terror.


    "Remington! What the hell are you doing? Let go of Ste, now!" Martin hastily got out of bed and rushed over in panic, his face a mix of shock and urgency. But his strength was no match for Remington''s firm grip on Ste.


    "Mmph..." Ste whimpered, tears streaming down and falling onto Remington''s hand, veins bulging with exertion. Remington frowned, a look of disgust in his eyes. Ste struggled to breathe, her face turning a deep shade of red, veins on her forehead standing out, eyes filled with horror. She could also smell the metallic scent of blood on him, finally noticing the stains on his white shirt sleeve and ck suit jacket. Remington seemed like a grim reaper, and Ste felt death drawing closer.


    Just as Martin was about to rush out for help, Remington finally released his grip. Ste''s legs gave way, and she copsed to the floor, coughing violently.


    "Ste! Get up, let Dad see..." Martin rushed back, crouching down to check on Ste. Her face slowly regained color. Looking up, Ste coughed intermittently, her gaze unsettled as she looked at Remington. "Remington! This is assault, you need to exin yourself!" Seeing Ste recover, Martin stood up, pointing at Remington with a face full of anger and condemnation.


    Remington brushed his hand as if to shake off something filthy, his eyes cold and distant. "Assault? Then how should the West family exin my wife being kidnapped?"


    Martin''s face showed shock,


    followed by evident anger.


    "Kidnapped? What''s the West family got to do with it? If your wife''s in


    ??? I;


    trouble, go after the culprit, not throw your weight around here! Remington, don''t forget, Ste saved your life. Even her brother died because of you! What are you doing now, biting the hand that feeds you?"


    Ste, leaning on the wall, managed to stand up. Her face was still unnaturally red, with striking marks on her neck. Tears streamed down her face, making her look vulnerable and innocent. She turned to


    Remington, "Remingtonable


    Have you misunderstood something? I...cough, I was at Lanson''s ce all ofst night. Besides, I don''t know Hans, how could I be involved in this...?" This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    Remington''s gaze suddenly


    sharpened. "How did you know it was Hans who tried to kidnap Liz?" Ste''s heart skipped a beat, realizing her slip-up. Remington


    hadn''t mentioned Hans''s name


    since he arrived. But Ste was quick to cover, turning to Martin, "It was my dad, he was worried about Liz. After hearing about the incident, he had someone look into it. Hans was also brought in for emergency care yesterday, wasn''t he?"