CHAPTER 219

One vicious punch from Donovan sent Jane flying across the wide corridor. Her head smashed into the wall. She collapsed almost lifelessly.

Donovan’s heart skipped a beat. He didn’t kill her with that strike, did he? He squatted and checked her pulse. It was there. He exhaled audibly.

“What are you doing?” Jasmine ran out of the room and was shocked to see Jane on the floor. She was bleeding from the head. “What the hell did you do to her?” Jasmine also got chickenpox. They both were fine until last night, but then the symptoms escalated within hours.

“Let’s take her to her room,” he said.

“To her room? We should call an ambulance! She’s bleeding!” She took her mobile out, but he stopped her.

“Don’t make things complicated,” he coldly glared at her while firmly grabbing her wrist. “I’ll call my personal doctor, and he’ll take care of her.”

“Y-You’re hurting me,” her forehead folded.

He waited a couple of seconds and then let go of her hand before snatching her mobile. “Help me take her