Chapter: 963

Rachel said.

Seeing that Rachel was going out, Victor grabbed her wrist.

"Rachel..." Victor groaned in pain.

Feeling Victor's warm hand made Rachel jump, and she accidentally cut the fragment into the back of his hand.

Seeing blood spurting from a new wound on the back of Victor's hand,

Rachel was stunned.

She didn't expect she would act so fast.

"You don't have to go. There is no doctor on duty here," Victor said, letting go of her.

Rachel was stunned.

“How do you know?"

His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat and he looked away.

“Waterfront

Hotel is owned by the Sullivan Group.”

He was the owner of the hotel. Of course, he knew there wasn't a doctor here.

“Where is your phone? Call Ivan."

Victor looked at Rachel again.

"Are you worried about me?"

Rachel was stunned by Victor's question, but she quickly recovered.

"No, I am not," she answered him emphatically.

Victor kept quiet. He just gave Rachel a doleful look, making her feel uncomfortable.

Victor then walked to the sofa and sat down with his back to her.

"You can go now," he said, sounding a bit strained.

“Don't worry about me. I won't die."

Were it not for his wounds, Victor thought that he might not be able to control himself.

He leaned forward with his elbows against his knees. He held his two hands, and as he exerted strength, the wounds on his arm and the cut on the back of his hand would hurt. Only in this way Victor could suppress the effect of the drug.