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Chapter 76 Xander Saved You
“Family members, hold on. I’ll confirm the situation,” the doctor said. However, the doctor was
addressing Xander this time.
As the doctor glanced at Benjamin, he resisted the urge to shake his head. This man was totally
unprepared. No wonder he was the patient’s ex–husband.
Benjamin looked at Xander. Blood types were such a personal thing, and yet Xander knew what
Grace’s was. Swallowing his jealousy, he asked, “What’s your relationship to her?”
“You have no right to know,” Xander said in a frigid voice. “You can leave now.”
“I’m going to wait here until she wakes up.” Benjamin had sobered up a little.
However, Xander pinched his forehead tiredly with long, slender fingers. “Even if she does, she won’t
see you.”
“I’m her ex–husband, for better or worse. Am I less welcome than an outsider like you?”
“Yes. You are less welcome, actually.”
The two of them waged a silent, staring battle. Xander met Benjamin’s gaze head–on with such
confidence that the latter quickly backed down.
“It’s good that she’ll be alright.”
“Of course she will. I’m here.” Xander didn’t budge an inch.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTwo days later, Grace opened her eyes to see Caleb on the bed beside hers with his arm in a
cast.
“Oh, thank goodness you’re awake!” The weight on Caleb’s chest finally lifted once he saw that she
was okay.
“Caleb, who saved us?” Grace slowly sat up. Her head still spun whenever she moved. All she
remembered was that someone had risked his own life to save her from the wreckage.
The only thing she remembered about that person was that he had been familiar.
“Xander! Aunt Hestia’s brilliant son. Ring any bells?”
It was him? Grace hastily asked, “Where is he?”
“Long gone. He said something about business with Fulton Group and asked you to rest well.” Caleb
began talking excitedly.
“You had no idea how dangerous things got for you. Your blood type is rare, so the hospital couldn’t do
a thing, but Xander was prepared. He got a dozen donors to save you.”
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“You mean he figured out my blood type and had already prepared for it?”
“Yep, that’s probably what happened.”
Grace was shocked that someone would be this thoughtful. “Maybe Aunt Hestia told him.”
“Yeah, you should thank them properly some time. Oh, by the way, why didn’t you steer the
direction?” Caleb suddenly asked with a straight face.
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Normally, in a head–on collision, a driver would instinctively try to protect herself and steer the car
toward their side to dodge.
This would result in more serious injuries for the passenger and not the driver. However, Grace’s
passenger had been Caleb, and she hadn’t wanted to put him in harm’s way.
So Grace smiled. “I was worried that if you, the famous celebrity, got a single scratch on his face, your
fans would kill me.”
Caleb was touched and walked over to comb through Grace’s messy hair. “Silly Gracie. Promise me
you’ll never do that again. Just protect yourself. I’m too lucky to die.
“If anything ever happened to you, Aaron and Victor would hunt me to the ends of this earth.”
“Alright, I get it.” Grace rolled her eyes at Caleb. “And there’d better not be a next time, you jinx.”
When she remembered how deliberately and determinedly the dump truck had rammed into them,
Grace turned serious.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“The accident’s so weird. We need to investigate it,” she said.
“Already on it. We’ll get the results in a day or two.”
Grace nodded. Her eyelids had become heavier all of a sudden. “I’m sleepy, Caleb.”
Caleb quickly laid her back down and tucked her in, then remembered Benjamin’s visit to the hospital.
After some thought, he decided against telling her about it. Trash like Benjamin were better
off never mentioned.
After resting for two days, Grace had come back to life and tried getting out of bed while Caleb
was out of the room.
“What are you doing?” Caleb yelled out before he had even set foot inside.
With a pout, Grace obediently ducked back under the covers. “Ugh, come on! I’m about to rot in bed
here!”
Caleb motioned for the helpers to give Grace her Michelin–starred meal. “Rest for another two
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“Caleb, why are you so thoughtful with me but thoughtless with Lydia?” Grace asked
curiously.
“Are you two talking about me?” Lydia’s voice rang out as she appeared, standing at the door.
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