Lost in Mr. Preston's Temptation

Chapter 35 Did You Find Out Why the Car Exploded?

Clara immediately turned around, only then to realize that Ethan’s back was pierced by shrapnel and

covered in blood.

No wonder she could smell blood just now.

Clara’s heart clenched fiercely. She immediately took off the silk napkin around her stomach and

covered his wound with it in an attempt to stop the bleeding.

“Baxter, stop a car!”

“Okay!” Just as Baxter was about to stop a car, Donny came by to pick Ethan up.

Looking at the scene, Donny face turned ashen. He immediately asked Baxter to drive to the hospital,

while he stayed to handle things at the scene.

The car sped all the way to the hospital.

In the back seat of the car, Clara sat next to Ethan, holding her scarf to his back with both hands.

Her silk scarf had long ago been soaked in blood, but blood was still flowing from his wounds.

Even after suffering such a severe injury, Ethan’s expression remained indifferent.

He seemed to feel the hands pressed against his back trembling. He glanced out of the corner of his

eye at Clara who was biting her lip, “It’s only shrapnel, not a bullet, don’t worry.” Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Clara grunted in acknowledgment but seeing such a large piece of shrapnel stuck in his back, she

couldn’t relax even if she wanted to.

George, looking handsome dressed in a white coat, had been told to wait in the emergency

department.

Looking at Ethan’s wound, George raised his chin towards the hospital bed, “With such a shallow

wound, let’s just do it here, otherwise the operating room will get dirty, and someone will have to clean

it again.”

Clara “...”

The piece of shrapnel had embedded itself deep, and when George took it out, Clara saw his flesh and

skin pulled away to reveal his bones. Her heart skipped a beat.

If Ethan hadn’t thrown himself at her in time, she would have been the one blown into a bloody mess.

She owed Ethan...

While cleaning Ethan’s wounds, George lazily asked Clara, “how did Ethan get this wound?”

“The car suddenly exploded.” Clara looked away, unable to bear continuing to look at the wound on the

man’s back. “Ethan protected me, that’s why he was hit by the shrapnel.”

Hearing this, George’s eyes flashed, revealing an understanding look.

I guess that guy did it again.

“Ethan, congratulations.” George’s thin lips curled up, and he teased the man with a smile, “You won

the big prize again.”

“Shut up.” Ethan glanced at him coldly.

George wasn’t that brave and didn’t tease Ethan anymore. After wrapping his wound, he threw his

medical gloves on a plate.

“Ethan, will you stay in the hospital or?”

“It’s just a light injury. I won’t stay here.” Ethan took the clothes handed to him by Baxter and quickly put

them on.

“That good, that way I won’t have to arrange a room for you”, George shrugged and turned to look at

Clara. “Clara dear, do you live with Ethan?”

“...”

Clara felt that this little ponytail man was being too familiar with her, he had only met her twice before

and already called her that.

When Clara and the other finally returned to Preston Village it was already one o’clock in the morning.

Clara saw that Donny had also come back, and took advantage of when Ethan had gone upstairs to

ask him in a whisper, “Donny, have you found out why the car exploded? “

How could the car she had used explode for no reason?

Suddenly Clara thought of the rumors about Ethan, and she pursed her lips. Coոtent beloոgs to

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Before both brides had died suddenly shortly before they were supposed to marry Ethan. And now only

a few days after marrying him, a vehicle had exploded...

Donny saw her dark expression and seemed to know what she was thinking. “Madam, there are too

many people dissatisfied with the Prestons. Every car in the garage has an anti-explosive system

installed.”

“But the one you drove out was sent to the 4s shop a week ago for maintenance. I had a lot of things to

do and forgot to let Baxter check the car. “

Baxter, who standing on the side, touched his nose and lowered his head, “Blame me, it was my

mistake...”

“Of course, you are to blame.” Donny’s face was tense, “I have repeatedly told you that whether you go

out with Mr. or Mrs. Preston, that you must check carefully before driving. You never took me seriously.

This time if it were not for Ethan, the matter would be even more serious!”

With that said, Donny pointed his hand at the door. “Go back and confine yourself to the small dark

room for a week! “