It was a delicate, pitiful sound, enough to soften anyone's heart.
Austin Thorne walked to the side of the hospital bed and, without warning, clamped his large hands around Raina Lynn's neck. "I warned you not to touch her. Otherwise, I'll really kill you."
Raina Lynn could barely breathe, her face flushing bright red.
"I... didn't..."
"You almost killed her."
An overwhelming darkness shrouded Austin Thorne's bottomless black eyes, and his grip tightened.
Raina Lynn stared at Austin Thorne in terror. She wanted to struggle, but every inch of her body ached.
Her agent, who was standing nearby, rushed forward to stop him. "Mr. Thorne, Raina Lynn is the victim here! She really didn't hurt Laura Lowell."
Austin Thorne shot him a cold glare, and a chill ran down the agent's spine, silencing him instantly.
"I'm... hurt worse than she is... Let... go..."
Raina Lynn's lips moved, her breath a faint wisp. Her weak voice sounded jarring.
