Give Me Your Life, My Beloved Wife

The office was on the top floor of the summer in Rome, Italy. The simple black decoration showed the owner's deep character.

In front of the huge French window, Lyman Smith was sitting on a black leather chair. His half raised face was as beautiful as the statue of David.

Looking at the white dove occasionally flying in the blue sky behind the French window, a hint of sadness flashed through his amber eyes.

He had been looking for her for three months, but there was no news. They only found out that she was a killer from Z country.

"Beep..."

The sound of the phone suddenly resounded through the office. Lyman Smith turned around and found it was a call from Z country.

"Hello!" Lyman Smith leaned against the back of his chair and said in a low voice. This was the first time he made a sound in a day.

"Hi! Hold on! Tell you the good news and bad news..." an elegant male voice came out.

"Spark, you know I don't have much patience. The point!" Lyman Smith said gloomily, resting his chin on his fingertips.

"OK! I know you are not in a good mood recently. These two pieces of news are about Alice Brown!"

Lyman Smith was a little surprised. He immediately stood up from his leather chair, put his hands on the table and said coldly to the phone, "speak!"

On the other side of the phone, Spark kept silent for a moment and said, "the good news is that Alice Brown has been found!"

"Where is she?"

Lyman Smith still looked cold. Although there was no one in the office at the moment, he was used to it.

" you need to calm down and listen to me!"

In the CEO Office of the Qiao group in Z country, with the standard of Eastern aesthetic standards, Spark's elegant and handsome face looked more dignified.

"Tell me, you should know that I have always been very calm!" Lyman Smith said in a low voice.

"Alice Brown is dying... And she is five months pregnant..."

When Spark finished his words, there was a dead silence in the president's office of Lyman group on the other side of the phone.

"Hi! Are you still here?" Spark called in a trembling voice. Lyman Smith restrained many women around him, but Alice Brown, the bride who had run away, had the heart of Lyman Smith. No one knew why.

"Where is she?" After a long time, Spark finally heard what Lyman said.

"My men found Alice Brown in a remote small hospital in the mountain. When they found her, she was shot in the chest, but her lungs were infected and she was at her last gasp!" Said Spark in a calm tone. Since such a thing happened to Alice Brown in Z country, he could foresee the change of the situation in Z country in the future!

"Let her wait for me alive..."

"Bang!" After smashing the phone, Lyman Smith's eyes turned red, like an arrogant beast. Just now, Spark said that Alice was injured and hid in the mountains? Who on earth dared to touch Alice!

Ten hours later, a private plane slowly landed at the international airport of Z country.

No one knew who the handsome man was after he rushed out of the VIP passage and got into the phantom of a Rolls-Royce that had been waiting for a long time.

"Sir, Spark asked you if you want to have a rest in the villa first?" Asked Alfred, the driver.

"Hospital!" The man in the back seat of the car was so cold that it made people shiver. Alfred closed his mouth, stepped on the pedal and directly rushed to the most luxurious private hospital of the Abot group in the city.

On the eighth floor of the hospital, there was an exclusive ICU ward for the nobles. With the most exquisite medical skills, the most advanced medical equipment in the world, and the super confidential system for patients' privacy, it became the best choice for the super rich people in the world to survive.

The director of the hospital had already been waiting here. Their boss had said that this was a super VIP today and they had to serve him well.

As soon as Lyman stepped into the eighth floor, the luxurious decoration gave him a cold feeling, which made him frown.