King of Hollywood

"Everything is in place, there are no other problems, you can handle the rest yourself, Mr. Adrian." After walking out of the building, Chris and Adrian said so.

"Okay, Chris, thank you again." Adrian said with a smile.

"This is what I should do. Besides, you are paid." Chris shrugged his shoulders, turned his head to look behind him, and then smiled wryly: "Speaking of which, I have to apologize to you."

"Apologize?" Adrian also looked behind him, and Jacqueline was teasing the daughter in her arms from time to time. Because the nanny couldn't come due to emergency, and the daughter was a little guy who liked to rely on others, they had no choice but to take her with them.

"It's okay, there will always be accidents in life, besides, she didn't delay our affairs, did she?" Adrian waved his hand disapprovingly.

The three came to the street quickly, and after a few more pleasantries, Chris went to drive. Adrian chatted with Jacqueline on the spot because he had other things nearby.

"He's always like this, he's always on the go and he doesn't listen to advice—and neither do I." Jacqueline's expression turned sombre when it came to her husband's legal work.

"It's normal. Every man has a domineering side, especially when his wife has the same occupation as himself." Adrian noticed this and then changed the subject: "Hey, Emma, ​​how many do you count?" car."

The little girl who was staring wide-eyed at the vehicles coming and going on the street immediately turned her head around, rolled her brown eyes around and then said childishly, "I forgot."

The voice was soft and pleasant, and Adrian suddenly showed an exaggerated expression, and said in an exclamation tone: "Wow, it's so rare, this is the first time she's talking to me."

The little guy immediately made a face at him, quickly turned his head and buried it on his mother's shoulder.

"We are leaving, Mr. Adrian, goodbye." Jacqueline said with a smile when she noticed that her husband's car had appeared at the intersection.

"Then, goodbye." Adrian nodded and sent her to the direction of the car.

In less than two steps, there was a loud bang, and without warning, a red double-decker bus rushed over obliquely and slammed into Chris' car heavily. The huge impact immediately dented the car, and it was pushed to the street amidst the flying debris.

"Ah!" After a brief blank, Jacqueline screamed sharply, and ran forward crazily with her daughter in her arms.

Adrian, who came back to his senses, quickly shouted: "Come back, Jacqueline! Don't go there!"

It's a pity that it was too late, the bus that crashed into the street and into the flower bed didn't show any sign of stopping, and crashed into the street again with a rattling sound, and Jacqueline, who was holding her daughter, was the first to bear the brunt.

Facing the bus that was close at hand, Jacqueline had only time to do one thing. She threw her daughter in her arms backwards, and then was hit hard by the bus and flew several dozen feet away.

Adrian, who originally wanted to run away horizontally, rushed up instinctively, and hugged the flying girl tightly. The impact immediately made his body lose his balance, and the bus continued to rush forward without slowing down at all. At this critical juncture, Adrian became surprisingly calm. He fell backwards, hugged the girl tightly and rolled several times on the spot until his back hit the concrete slab with a bang, and then the bus stopped. With a strong wind, he rushed past in front of him.

There were several loud noises again, and the taxi bus that rushed into the street hit several cars and finally stopped. It took several seconds for Adrian, who was lying on the ground, to recover from the shock. There was a dull pain in his back, and there was a cold sweat at the same time. His forehead, elbows, knees and other places felt hot. It's worn out.

"Damn..." Adrian cursed in a low voice, then remembered something and looked into his arms. The little girl who was held tightly by him didn't seem to be injured, but just looked at him with a pale face and dull eyes , as if there is no soul.

"Emma? Are you okay, Emma?" Adrian panted and patted the little girl's face, but the other party didn't respond. He looked up and gritted his teeth and sat up. Although the street was in chaos at this time, with screams and running sounds mixed together one after another, a kind-hearted person ran over to help him up: "Are you all right, sir?"

"Please call an ambulance, I'm not sure if the child is injured." Adrian said, then looked around with a wry smile. What the hell, how did this happen?

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Sitting quietly on the bench outside the operating room, Adrian sometimes looked at the operating room with red lights on and sometimes at the little girl in his arms, with a complicated look on his face. He had changed clothes by now, had Band-Aids on his forehead and the bridge of his nose, and he had only a few scrapes that weren't serious, and the Watsons were far worse.

Chris died after being sent to the hospital with a fractured skull. Although Jacqueline was sent to the operating room for rescue, her internal organs were seriously damaged and the bleeding was very dangerous. But the most difficult thing to deal with was Emma in his arms. She didn't say anything along the way, she just had no expression on her face, and she stayed in Adrian's arms from beginning to end and didn't go anywhere. Trying to get her down caused her to react so violently that Adrian had to carry her around, even to check-ups, but she didn't ask to go to the bathroom.

According to the doctor's judgment, the little girl was overly frightened, and it was an instinctive reaction to hold on to Adrian. If she wanted to return to normal, she had to find an opportunity to let her vent as soon as possible, otherwise it was hard to say what she would become.

Thinking of this, Adrian couldn't help but sighed, looked at the little girl in his arms and shook his head with a wry smile.

The door of the operating room was suddenly opened, and the doctor in a green coat came out tiredly, and Adrian hurried up to meet him: "Doctor, how is the situation now, doctor?"

"Sorry, we have tried our best, sir," said the doctor with a heavy tone, "I am sorry, your wife..."

"No, no, she's not my wife..." Adrian shook his head and was about to correct the other party's statement, but suddenly froze, "You mean...doctor, you mean...she..."

The hospital bed covered with this white sheet has been sent out by the nurse.

"I'm very sorry, if it could have been delivered five minutes earlier..." The doctor didn't care so much and patted him on the shoulder. Even if Adrian wasn't her husband, since he stayed outside for so long, it should have something to do with it.

Adrian didn't say anything more, and sat back on the bench a little dejectedly after watching the hospital bed disappear into the corridor. The little girl in his arms still had no expression at all, and his original eyes were dull. He couldn't help but heaved a long sigh, and when he thought of her parents disappearing into this world, an indescribable feeling came to his heart.

sad? pity? Still pity? Adrian didn't know. To put it more exaggeratedly, each reborn person will directly or indirectly cause tens of thousands of people to "die", and he doesn't have the time to feel sad one by one. But now it’s different, they died right in front of his eyes, especially Chris’s dented car and Jacqueline’s appearance in a pool of blood are so clear, no matter how calm and rational he is, he is still a human being, so it’s inevitable to feel in a trance .

Forget it, don't think about it, let's find a way to return Emma to her family first. Thinking of the little girl in his arms, Adrian couldn't help but start to have a headache again. Shouldn't she just curl up in her arms for the rest of her life?

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and two elderly people who looked about sixty years old appeared in front of Adrian along with the doctor and the police.

"Hello, Mr. Cowell." The doctor greeted him, and he was the one who checked Emma before.

"Hello, Dr. Sean, what's the matter?" Adrian said and looked at the two old people who followed him.

However, before the doctor could speak, the old woman came over with tears in her eyes and wanted to hug the little girl from Adrian's arms: "Oh, Emma, ​​my poor Emma, ​​are you okay?"

The little girl struggled suddenly, just like before, she didn't want to leave Adrian's arms.

"Emma, ​​baby, it's me, I'm grandma, I won't hurt you, no one here will hurt you," the old man said anxiously, tears rolled down involuntarily.

Hearing these words, the little girl's gloomy eyes finally flashed a gleam of light, her body stopped struggling, and she looked at the old man with some doubts.

"Poor baby." The old man murmured sadly, and finally lifted her out of Adrian's arms.

Seeing Emma leave him, Adrian finally heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, there was a faint sense of loss.

"Thank you, Mr. Cowell, I am Russell Watson, Chris' father, they have told me the situation, thank you for saving my granddaughter." While the grandma was coaxing her granddaughter, another The old man walked up to Adrian and held out his hand to him with a sad face.

"It's not worthy of praise. I just did what everyone would do in that situation." Adrian said with a sigh, "For your son and wife... I'm sorry."

The old man nodded heavily, looked at his wife before saying: "Then let's take our leave for the time being."

Adrian didn't speak, but just made a gesture of please.

Russell immediately took his wife's hand, and the two bowed to Adrian again, and then walked out with Emma in their arms. It was nothing at first, but as the distance got farther and farther away, the little girl in the grandma's arms suddenly became restless, no matter how the old man comforted her, she couldn't be calmed down.

The little girl suddenly looked directly at Adrian over her grandma's shoulder, stretched out her hand to him and screamed non-stop, the twisting of her body would increase with every little distance, her brown eyes were filled with Frenzy and despair.

"Okay, Emma, ​​don't worry, it's all right." Grandma kept reassuring, but it didn't work.

Finally, very suddenly, the little girl howled suddenly, as if a knife had been pierced into her body, she finally screamed and struggled frantically. The helpless grandma had no choice but to put her down. As soon as her feet touched the ground, the little girl ran towards Adrian desperately, crashed into his arms, hugged her tightly and cried loudly. For a moment, everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to do.