Second Chances

Chapter 49 

As Emma plummeted through the air, a man leaped from the helicopter, catching her in a strong embrace. A familiar voice whispered in her ear, “Emma, I want you to live!” 

She tried to look up at him, but he held her tightly against his chest. She couldn’t see his face, but his presence was unmistakable. ‘Could it be Liam?‘ she wondered. 

Suddenly, a “Bang!” rang out. A bullet whizzed past Emma’s ear, slicing through the air. The man holding her grunted, and the faint smell of blood filled the air. At that moment, she realized the horrifying truth–Liam had taken a bullet for her. 

When Emma opened her eyes, she found herself in a hospital 

*Are you feeling alright? Is your vision clear? Any pain?” The questions came from a man in a white coat, standing in a beam of sunlight that made him look like an angel 

“You are…” Emma began. 

“You can call me Dr. Duncan. I’m your attending physician,” he replied with a reassuring smile. 

Memories of Elijah’s past betrayal made Emma cautious. “Which hospital is this? What happened at the concert? Who saved me yesterday?” Her questions were sharp, reflecting her inner turmoil. 

Aaron Duncan chuckled. “You’re quite interesting. Most patients first ask about their own condition, but here you are, concerned about everything else. Were you a detective or something?” 

Emma didn’t respond, her gaze steady, waiting for the answers. 

“You’re in Troln Hospital, the best in the city,” Aaron explained, showing his ID with a smile. “The explosion didn’t happen, and your quick actions are being praised across the country. You’re quite the hero now!” 

Emma felt uneasy. “And where’s the person who saved me in the helicopter?” 

“I’m not sure about that,” Aaron admitted. “You were brought here by ambulance. Anything before that, you’d need to check with the police.” 

Disappointment flickered across Emma’s face, mirrored by an unexpected pang in Aaron’s heart. “Besides the police, was there anyone else involved in saving you last night?” he asked. 

Emma regained consciousness and murmured, “I’m not sure. Maybe I imagined it.” She thought it might have been Liam who saved her, but 

she couldn’t be sure. 

Suddenly, Emma remembered something important–if Liam had been shot saving her, a wound on his shoulder would confirm it was him, 

Eager to call Liam, Emma reached for her phone only to find it dead. 

“Your phone’s battery is drained,” Aaron informed her gently. “You can use your uncle’s phone once he’s finished with the paperwork.” 

“My uncle’s here too?” Emma asked, surprised. 

“Yes,” Aaron replied with a smile. “He’s been by your side for over twenty–four hours, making every nurse in the department quite jealous.” 

Emma’s lips twitched into a wry smile. It was almost unheard of for a celebrity like Sean to stay in a hospital that long. 

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“Did anyone else come to see me?” she asked, her voice tinged with hope. She thought Liam might have come. 

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Aaron shook his head. “No, just him.” He noticed the disappointment on her face. Despite his professional detachment, Aaron found himself concerned about her vulnerability. He saw her as a little girl, probably because Sean had told him that Emma was Sean’s niece. 

Emma looked stunning even in her sleep, her beauty undiminished by the hospital setting. Aaron, usually unfazed by the affluent families he treated, found himself unexpectedly wn to her. He reached out, gently smoothing her tousled hair. “Have a rest,” he advised softly. “You 

have your uncle here, so don’t worry too much, okay?” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Emma’s situation seemed unusual. With such a major incident, only her uncle had come to the hospital. Her parents and friends were nowhere to be seen. Aaron wondered if she was perhaps waiting for someone special who hadn’t yet appeared, which probably meant a 

chance for Aaron. 

Lost in these thoughts, Aaron was unaware that the door had silently opened. A man in a wheelchair witnessed Aaron’s tender gesture. 

Liam’s expression darkened when he saw Aaron touching Emma’s head and Emma smiling back at Aaron. 

“Thank you, gratitude. 

Dr. Duncan. You’ve really shown me that there are still good doctors out there,” Emma said, her voice filled with genuine 

Liam’s mood turned stormy when he saw her smile at another man, his face clouding over with jealousy and pain. The ache in his shoulder, where the bullet had been hastily removed without anesthesia, flared up with renewed intensity. He had endured a night of agony, driven by his concern for Emma, only to find her flirting with someone else. 

Unaware of the figure lingering at the door, Aaron continued the conversation. “Most doctors mean well. Have you ever had a bad experience 

with one?” 

“Sort of,” Emma replied noncommittally. 

Aaron chuckled. “You seem wise beyond your years. I’m glad to have played a part in your story today. Just remember to take good care of yourself.” 

Emma nodded politely in response. Just then, a noise at the door caught her attention. “What was that?” 

Aaron turned to look, his brow furrowing as he saw nothing amiss. “Probably just a patient dropping something in the hall. I’ll check on my other patients now. You should stay here and wait for your family.” 

“Okay.” Emma nodded. 

Once Aaron left, Emma cautiously got out of bed and approached the door. There, on the floor, lay a beautifully wrapped paper bag, still warm and emitting a delicious aroma, bearing the logo of her favorite restaurant. 

“It has to be from Liam!” Excited, Emma scooped up the bag and hurried into the hallway. At the end of the corridor, she spotted two bodyguards in black suits, one pressing the elevator button, the other holding the door open for a man in a wheelchair. 

“Liam!” Emma called out, her voice echoing down the hallway.