A week later.
After dinner, Susie felt like taking a walk and headed to the nearby park square.
Lawrence held a coat, wanting to drape it over her. Susie dodged, "Do you want me to overheat?"
"I don’t want you to catch a cold," Lawrence insisted, trying to bring up her hospital checkup again.
Susie was exasperated with his daily reminders, "I’m fine now. I’m not that fragile!"
She marched ahead, spotting some beautiful flowers. She ran over to smell them, smiling.
Lawrence stood a short distance away, watching her with a smile.
Suddenly, a person approached Susie, holding a sharp knife.
Lawrence’s eyes widened in alarm, shouting, "Susie, run!"
Susie, about to take a photo, looked up in confusion at his panicked shout.
"Run!"
Lawrence sprinted towards her, trying to push her away before the attacker could.
The assailant, realizing she was discovered, quickened her pace, aiming the knife at Susie.
Susie was frozen in shock.
"Susie..."
Lawrence tackled her to the ground.
The knife slashed his waist. Lawrence winced but ignored the pain, frantically asking, "Are you hurt?"
Susie shook her head.
Lawrence stood up, chasing after the fleeing attacker, leaping to kick the person's back.
The assailant fell, her hood slipping to reveal Rachel's face.
"Rachel!"
Lawrence’s eyes were dark with rage, "You dare hurt her? You're asking for death!"
"It’s her fault! I can’t find work, I owe debts because she fired me..." Rachel spat, her eyes filled with hatred.
Lawrence kicked her hard. Rachel coughed up blood.
"It’s your own misconduct, not my fault you can’t find a job. Blaming others won't help you. You should look at yourself!"
Susie glared at Rachel, still shaken.
She never expected Rachel to attack her.
If Lawrence hadn’t pushed her away, she might be on the ground now.
"It’s all your fault! You ruined me!" Rachel, hair disheveled, eyes wide, blood at her lips, looked like a vengeful ghost.
Susie instinctively stepped back.
Lawrence quickly pulled her behind him, protecting Susie from the deranged Rachel.
He called the police, his voice cold, "Rachel, I gave you a chance. However, you're not treasuring the opportunity properly. Now, you’ll have to reflect in prison!"
"When did you give me a chance?" Rachel slumped, tears falling. She had lost everything.
The onlookers pitied her, but only sighed at her fate.
"Susie..."
Lawrence clutched his waist, his face pale.
He was holding on, not wanting her to notice.
Susie saw his face and hurriedly helped him aside, "What’s wrong?"
He was fine just a moment ago. Was he hurt?
Lawrence’s black clothes hid the blood, especially in the dark.
She touched his waist, feeling something wet and sticky, her heart sinking.
"Lawrence, you're hurt?"
She pulled her hand back, smelling blood.
"It’s all blood..." Tears welled up, "Why didn’t you say anything?"
Lawrence pressed the wound, blood staining his hands.
Susie quickly helped him sit, pressing on the wound and frantically calling for an ambulance, her hands shaking.
"Don’t worry," Lawrence raised a clean hand to wipe her tears.
He panted in pain, feeling lightheaded.
"Lawrence, the ambulance is coming. Hang on!"
Susie’s hands trembled as she pressed his wound, terrified, "Can you walk? Let’s go to the hospital now!"
The ambulance would take time. She had been too panicked to think straight earlier.
Lawrence leaned on her shoulder, struggling to stay conscious.
"Susie, don’t cry. Don’t worry."
It took him forever to speak.
Seeing Lawrence hurt, a kind onlooker helped them get to the hospital.
Meanwhile, sirens blared. Rachel tried to flee but was kicked down and restrained.
"You hurt someone and want to run?"
The police arrived, and witnesses recounted Rachel’s attack. She was arrested.
Susie held Lawrence in the car, pressing his wound, blood everywhere.
So much blood!
She was terrified, "Lawrence, we're almost there. Don’t leave me!"
Lawrence watched her tear-streaked face, comforted. He tried to wipe her tears but couldn’t.
"Susie, I'm sorry... forgive me..."
Before he could finish, Lawrence passed out.
"Lawrence!"
"Lawrence, don’t die!"
"Don’t leave me!"
"I forgive you. I don’t blame you..."
Her vision blurred with tears as she held him tightly.
Upon hearing their conversation, the driver sped to the hospital.
