The Bodyguard's
Deep Regrets

“Bella!” exclaim Carlo. He took his grip off the back of Damien's shirt. The man rushed over to Miabella who was lying pitifully on the grass.

Charles grabbed the body of the wife he had longed for. With great care, he put Miabella's head over her lap. “Bella,” call Carlo again while caressing the cheek of the unconscious woman.

Carlo's looking for Miabella's veins. He checked carefully. A moment later, the man was able to exhale a sigh of relief, while still being able to feel the pulse of his soulmate. "Thank God, Bella. Stay put, Cara mia." Charles kissed his wife's forehead, before turning to Damien. He wants to hold his wife accountable for her miserable condition. Carlo also seemed to be going to beat Damien all out, until the man died.

However, the sadistic intentions seemed to be unable to realize Carlo, when he realized that Damien was dead. Carlo snorted in annoyance, while lifting up his already lifeless body. Not long after, he threw it away in anger. The head of the Red Wolf Clan even slapped Damien on the cheek, then checked his neck.

“Damn it! Why do you have to die this easy?” his gerrick. “What kills you?”

Carlo's question was immediately answered, when he saw that Damien's stomach and legs were hollow. Carlo also noticed the blood splattered on the ground, as he dragged the man out of the dark passage.

Miabella's husband thought for a moment. Damien has been injured since the shootout in the front yard of the building. Perhaps that was why the man had fled into the basement, and was unable to put up a fierce fight while fighting Carlo.

“Ah, stop!" Carlo doesn't want to waste any more time. To him, the most important thing was the safety of Miabella. Carlo immediately carried the weak body of his wife. He took her running across the vast grassland. There, Adriano was waiting near the car that Vlad had driven. Adriano also apparently ordered one more car.

“Is he still alive?” carlo asked, when he saw Adriano lifting Vlad's body into the car. At that time the position of the father-in-law turned his back on his daughter-in-law.

“Yes, he's still breathing. I ... Jeez!” Adriano was surprised not to be upset when he turned around and found Miabella unconscious, with a condition drenched in blood. “Carlo! Don't say that my daughter ...” Adriano could not continue his words. Anger had already emanated from the look of his eyes.

“Bella is alive, Father-in-Law. We have to get him to the hospital immediately,” said Carlo.

“Give him to me.” Adriano did not wait for Carlo's approval. He immediately grabbed his daughter's body. Without wasting any time, Adriano stuffed Miabella into the rental car. They had to rush to the hospital.

Afterwards, Adriano returned to Vlad's car. There was prepared a man who was one of Damien's men. “Bring us to the nearest hospital. If you dare to make a mess, then I make sure Europe is not a safe place for you!” threaten chairman Tigre Nero from outside the car window.

The man who was also already covered in wounds on his face nodded. All his associates have been killed. He wouldn't dare to fight. “Just follow this car, Sir,” he said in fear.

“Good.” Adriano grinning. He returned to the car he had rented. Adriano opens the back door, where he breaks down Miabella. However, the middle-aged man immediately frowned. The reason, he saw Carlo was already sitting in the backseat while grabbing Miabella. “What are you doing there? Move to the front!” ask Adriano.

“But, Father-in-law ..” Carlo wants to protest. However, he immediately paused after seeing the look in Adriano's eyes. “I told you,” Adriano said with great emphasis, “if something bad happens to Miabella, then I'm not afraid to take it back from you. Son-in-law useless!” cerca Adrianos. He hinted for Carlo to come out immediately.

Carlo who seemed to object, did not dare to refuse. By force, he took the available seat next to the driver. While Miabella who was still unconscious, drooped in Adriano's lap.

The two German sedans went hand-in-hand to the nearest hospital. Upon arriving there, they rushed to bring Miabella in. Adriano also asked some medics to pick up Vlad in his vehicle.

The medics deftly acted on the two seriously injured people. Miabella and Vlad, pushed over the gurney each headed to two different rooms.

There was nothing the in-laws and son-in-law could do but sit down in the waiting room. Until a moment passed, one of the men in a blue uniform typical of doctors, came out of the action room and approached Adriano and Carlo.

“How is my wife?” ask Carlo was-was.

“What?” sidelines Adriano before the doctor finishes his sentence.

“Tear wounds on both legs are very much. Later, there will be stitches that fill your wife's calf. Such scars usually cannot go away. Unless you do plastic surgery,” clearly the doctor carefully.

“Does it affect his safety?” ask Carlo.

“Not at all, Sir,” replied the doctor confidently.

“Then, no problem at all for me,” said Carlo. “Miabella's safety is the most important thing to me."

The doctor nodded, then looked at Adriano and Carlo in turn.

“Finely, accompany and pay more attention to your wife. Give also understanding to him related injuries that will continue to imprint on the surface of the skin,” continued the doctor.

“You must understand, right? Women are very prioritizing appearance,” said the doctor again, making Carlo stunned and then lowered his head deeply.

“Will my daughter's injuries affect her physical strength, such as walking or running for example?” ask Adriano.

“Not at all, Sir. Your daughter can still do all the activities, as long as the stitch scars are completely dry. As we know, human bones are much stronger than the metal tip of a dagger. Sharp objects that can only scratch, but will not be able to break bones,” explained the doctor.

“Can I meet him?” Carlo was getting saddened to hear that. A million feelings of guilt, perching and torturing him. She feels like she failed as a husband, unable to protect Miabella.

“For now, your wife is still in the sterile room and in the observation stage. Wait until the next twenty-four hours,” concluded the doctor as he patted slowly Carlo's shoulder before it passed. He also nodded at Adriano.

The man who was about to have his fifty-fifth birthday did not say a word after the passing of the doctor. He sat down. A moment later, Adriano turned to Carlo. Unexpectedly, the man with many tattoos on the body and always looked strong like the rock was shedding tears.

Carlo cried silently as he scooped his rough face with both hands. “Yes, Lord, I have failed,” he murmured softly. “What should I do, Cara mia? Maybe death is the most appropriate punishment for me,”.

“He'll get worse if you die. You are the power of my daughter, Carlo. Not me or Mia,” Adriano said after a long silence. “After some thought, it looks like I won't be able to separate Bella from you either. I am not strong against the harsh attitude and opposition of my daughter. I love him too much,” Adriano added.

“I've ruined his physique, Father-in-Law. Miabella will definitely be very disappointed,” said Carlo slowly.

“I think you know exactly what my little daughter, Carlo is like. But it turns out I was wrong,” Adriano sneer as he clucked slowly.

Carlo immediately turned his head while frowning.

“Bella does not care about appearance. He's used to being what he is. Did you forget?” Adriano returned Carlo's gaze with a sharp look. “Luckily, she was endowed with a beautiful face and physique. No matter what wounds adorn her body, my Principessa is still perfect.”