HappyNovelChapter 322
Chapter 322:
A sense of reassurance washed over Henrik.
Most would have been unsettled by Khloe’s sharp and calculating nature, but Henrik wasn’t among them. To him,
it only deepened her allure, like a rare and exotic flower—both deadly and mesmerizing. In her, he saw
everything he valued and desired.
Just as they paused for a moment, Ashton hurried out, panic written all over his face. Spotting that Khloe and
Henrik hadn't gone far, his expression brightened.
Without hesitation, he rushed over to Khloe, dropped to his knees, and begged, “Please, save my wife.”
Khloe’s eyes narrowed, her cold, steady gaze fixed on Ashton as he knelt before her. Henrik stood nearby, his
brows furrowed, a spark of annoyance flashing in his eyes.
“What is the meaning of this? Weren't you the one who just declared that the Douglas family didn’t want Khloe
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthere?” Henrik asked, his tone sharp and icy.
Khloe had already made up her mind to help Izabella, but Henrik wasn’t about to let Ashton’s earlier insult go
unanswered.
He knew the truth—people only valued what they had to fight for. If Khloe gave in too easily, the Dayton family
would likely try to manipulate her again.
Ashton’s face went pale, regret clear in his expression as he stared at the ground. He wished he could take back
his reckless words, but it was too late.
His voice quivered as he looked up. “Miss Evans, | was wrong. | didn’t see how incredible you are. Please, punish
her. | beg you, please!”
He lowered his head, preparing to bow, but Khloe raised her hand to stop him. Though she appeared delicate,
her grip was firm, preventing him from kneeling further.
Despair filled his eyes, thinking she was refusing his plea.
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Tears streamed down his face until Khloe’s calm, steady voice broke the silence. “Mr. Douglas, there's no need
for this. | will return to save your wife, but not because of your plea.”
Ashton froze, confusion flickering in his tear-filled eyes. “Then why...”
“Because | am a doctor. Saving lives is my duty,” Khloe interrupted. “But let this be the last t| act after being
insulted and accused.”
“I promise | won't make the smistake again! I'll do anything you needto do!” Ashton’s voice cracked as
he nodded, desperation spilling out like a dam on the verge of breaking.
Khloe’s gaze remained cold, piercing through him without a shred of warmth. There was something both
captivating and unnerving about her, like a storm brewing on a deceptively calm sea.
“Anything?” she asked, her voice chillingly calm. “Even if it means trading your daughter's life for your wife's?”
The words struck Ashton like a physical blow. His face turned ashen, his body trembling slightly as his eyes filled
with turmoil.
“Prepare the blood transfusion and extraction equipment,” Khloe said, her tone sharp and emotionless. “And find
She turned and strode toward the banquet hall without sparing Ashton another glance. He hurried after her, fear
clawing at his chest. The weight of her earlier words pressed heavily on him. All he could do was obey.
Henrik walked beside Khloe. “You'll need an assistant, won't you? I've already contacted a skilled doctor, who will
be here in five minutes.”
Khloe’s eyes widened briefly in surprise. Henrik had thought of everything.
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