CHAPTER 70

　　The workers at the hospital we found were quite fast. In seconds, Xavier was on a stretcher and was wheeled into a private ward with several doctors attending to him. If anyone asked me, I would say it was because he was a popular hotshot billionaire and they did not want an awful reputation if anything went wrong.

　　Being the wife of a man beloved by the public was quite awesome. Who knew there was a part of a hospital that did not smell like antiseptic and vomit? I was ushered with Susie into a rather luxurious room, well at least compared to the wards outside, it seemed luxurious. A bottle of water was fitted in my hand and the room had a heater that warmed up my frigid body.

　　"All these in a hospital," Susie mumbled, sipping from her bottle of water. "Get ready to pay some hefty bills."