Emma Johnson's cell phone rang. It was Michael. She walked back to her room and answered, "Hello, Michael."

"Emma Johnson, who the hell is James Grayson?" Michael asked.

"What's wrong?" Emma Johnson frowned irritably but her voice was as soft as ever.

"Damn, he even went to check the source of the car and found out that it is of Simon. Simon is my man. He is about to find out us." Michael explained and he sounded nervous.

"Don't panic, it's all right. You can help me do another task. I arranged for Simon to go abroad. Without finding Simon's they will not find you." said Emma Johnson.

"Another task?" Michael was upset.

Emma Johnson's eyes were filled with hate. "Kill Bella!" If Bella dies, there will be no Mrs. David Wilson. Only she can be Mrs. David Wilson.

"You looked so innocent. I didn't expect you to hate someone to this level." Michael laughed.

"Anyway, I won't let them find you." Emma Johnson spoke again.

"Well, okay, but Simon has to leave tonight," Michael uttered his demand.

"Don't worry, Simon will leave and your real-estate development plan will be approved." Emma Johnson promised.

James Grayson was so depressed that he didn't eat breakfast. He went back to his room and changes clothes for the meeting. He saw a work card on the ground. He picked it up. It was Bella's. In the photo, she saw the simple and innocent face of Bella.

This woman is really forgetful! He thought.

"Brown, first we will go to the hospital." James Grayson ordered.

Bella had breakfast from the restaurant near the hospital. It was still early. She walked slowly, thinking about what happened last night. Now, those memories were making her heart beat faster.

Near the hospital entrance, a black car rushed towards her. The speed and the route were directed at her. Bella was shocked and ran unconsciously towards the next store.

However, the driver of the car was there to kill her. He drove at the fastest speed.

Bella ran too fast but fell on the ground. Now she could only watch the car crushing her.

But in a moment she saw a Bentley at very fast speed passing in front of her hit the flower garden and blocked her.

And.... There was another... Bang!

The black car hit the Bentley.

"Chief!" Thomas Brown shouted, getting out of a military car behind him.

The black car quickly drove away.

Bella looked at James Grayson. Several soldiers lift him out of the car and took him to the hospital.

Her head buzzed and she stood where she was.

Did James Grayson save her life? Didn't he know how dangerous it was?

Bella went to the hospital and asked at the reception desk. "A minute ago, a group of soldiers took a man who was unconscious. Where is he?"

"Department of Neurology, 18 Floor." The nurse said.

Bella rushed to the eighteen floors of the neurology department. He was under the observations of doctors. She was extremely worried. She sat in the waiting area. The president, the important leaders all came over to see him. Everyone was worried about him.

Bella saw them like this and felt more restless. If something happened to James Grayson, she would never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

Time passed. Minute by minute.

Finally, Bella saw James Grayson being pushed out of the emergency room. He had a bandage on his head and plaster on his left arm. His condition looked very serious. Her eyes turned red in an instant and she ran towards him.

"Irrelevant people wait outside. Don't come close." The soldier said harshly.

Bella stepped back.

Thomas Brown looked at Bella and said, "Follow me."

"Thank you, thank you very much," Bella said respectfully. She followed the cart into the VIP room.

Thomas Brown left with other soldiers. In the room, there were only James Grayson and her.

Bella's eyes were red and the mist spread inside. She sat down on the chair beside the bed and asked, "How it hurt so badly?"

James Grayson slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were deep like the vast universe and in his eyes, she saw herself.

"Are you worried about me?" James Grayson asked calmly.

He, for her sake, has suffered so many serious injuries. And she could do nothing but felt guilty. Suddenly, she hated David Wilson very much. If he hadn't been having these women, she would not have been hated by his women and James Grayson would not get hurt.

"I must be bad luck. Every time you see me, something bad happens to you." Bella said sorry and tears flowed out.

His fingers wiped her tears and said. "But I must be good luck. Whenever you see me, I save you from evil."

Bella was moved by these words, and she smiled while crying. "Did you eat breakfast?"

"No, do you want to feed me?" James Grayson looked at her with burning eyes.

Bella blushed a little and changed over the topic, "I'm going to buy some breakfast."

James Grayson looked at her leaving behind and his eyes darkened. It seems that he has had a blessing in disguise. Bella went to the canteen for breakfast and found that she had lost her work card. Fortunately, she saw a nurse who knew her. She borrowed the card and bought breakfast.

Went back to James Grayson's room.

His eyes were closed and he was having rest. He looked pure and elegant like a noble prince.

She walked quietly.

James Grayson opened his eyes and looked at her. "I'm not asleep. I'm hungry."

"Oh." She put the breakfast and saw that he was reading that Russian book. "How Colonel Thomas Brown brought this book so quickly?"

"It was already in the car. Now I have asked him to bring some clothes for me." James Grayson explained.

Bella blushed. Sat down on the bed and put down the board for dinner. To make him comfortable, she pulled out his pillow and placed it appropriately. Because she was too close, the softness of her chest accidentally touched his hard chest.

James Grayson looked at her with burning eyes.

If he had forced her yesterday would their relationship be different? He clearly remembered the feeling of kissing her as if got trapped in tenderness and did not want to come out.

"Bella, have a love affair with me." James Grayson quietly uttered.

Her heart beats fast, and her black eyes were like those of a lotus. There seems a fire burning in the depths. She cannot even think about it. He was beyond her range. She wanted to wake up first.

James Grayson did not let her move back. With one hand he held her neck. The hot palm touched her skin and forced her to look up.

He leaned over and kissed her soft, shivering lips...