Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress

Chapter 539: How A Crazy Night Ends (1)

In order not to attract attention from the media, Damien had Markus arrange an alternative pathway for the ambulance to arrive in the resort without alerting the mediawhich was through the backdoor. Markus, William, Katherine, and Damien, along with a few Maverick Security detail were the only ones present when the ambulance entered the premises.

The medical staff brought an ambulance stretcher inside, strapped Margaret on it, and wheeled her out of the building. They had already been informed regarding her condition, so they took precautionary measures to ensure that the patient was safe from herself and to others.

Mr. Hara had been contacted at the same time that they called for the ambulance. He was so shocked to hear about what happened that he initially wanted to head over to Crown Resort, but they advised him to just meet his daughter at the hospital because the resort was quite a distance and it wasn't convenient. 

Apologizing profusely, Mr. Hara promised to settle this matter promptly and contact Damien soon after. He extended his heartfelt expression of regret towards Katherine whom her daughter had also troubled, his voice was pitiful when he heard about the incident.

Although Katherine was distressed about what happened, she felt sorry about Margaret's condition more than she was angry about what she did. Truth be told, dealing with crazy exes of Damien was never something she had ever thought would happen to her. So as much as she wanted Margaret to be punished for her attempt to harm Damien, the former needed help from the professionals. She was a danger to the people around her because of her violent tendencies.

What Katherine heard from Styles about Margaret was very timely that it was a blessing. If she hadn't learned about her mental condition, things would have probably gone in a different direction.

While everyone watched the ambulance sped off into the road, Katherine turned to gaze at Damien, her eyes laced with worry and uneasiness as she recalled the scene she saw earlier just before she dragged Margaret out of the function hall. She couldn't imagine what would have happened then if she hadn't gotten to her in time.

Noticing the stare she was giving him, he gazed back at her with a questioning look as he scanned her face and saw the concerned expression. "What's wrong? Are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere?" he worried.

Damien quickly examined her from head to toefor the second time. And just as Katherine reassured him that she was okay, he grabbed hold of her arm and saw that her left sleeve had a tear. Narrowing his eyes, he moved the fabric aside and it was just as he suspectedshe had a cut and it was bleeding.

"You're wounded," he said. "Why didn't you tell me?

"What?" Katherine checked what he was referring to. 

The sleeve of her dress was ripped and there was a two-inch cut. The wound was still slightly fresh, but she wasn't bleeding as the laceration wasn't that deep. She figured that the pocket knife Margaret was waving about had grazed her without her noticing.

"I'll take you to the hospital," said Damien. He was already giving instructions to Markus and William while she tried to convince him that it wasn't that serious.

"I swear, I'm fine. Look, it's not even bleeding" Katherine pulled her sleeves up to show him, but the furrows on his brows refused to relax. "I'll just wash this clean and put a bandage on it and I'll be okay. You don't need to take me to a hospital"

"But you need to see a doctor. What if you're hurt somewhere else?" 

"I don't need stitches for this. It's just a graze, Damien. If you're really adamant that I see a doctor, I'll let Jeffrey check me"

Damien's brows furrowed deeper. He was initially concerned but the thought of his friend doing a thorough physical check-up on Katherine didn't sit well with him. "There's no way I would allow him to check your body." He clicked his tongue. 

"He's a doctor" she reasoned, her voice questioning his thoughts.

"He's your head doctor. At most, he can only look at your head and that arm," he responded in a firm tone. Unless she was in grave danger, he just couldn't allow it.

"You're being silly." Katherine chuckled, seeing as Damien was being childish at the moment.

"Are you sure you don't have any more injuries?"

Nodding, she revealed a sweet smile at him, her hand sliding inside his suit and resting on his waist as she said, "I'm sure. There's no need to worry."

"Fine." Damien exhaled a sigh as he took out a handkerchief and wrapped it around her arm, covering the wounded area and tying it in place securely. 

Seeing the couple being all cutesy, William made an irked face. Dog food had been thrown at his face when he didn't even ask for it. "Jeez I feel my blood sugar has spiked up just watching you two." 

He shook his head and walked away, but he stopped in his tracks and turned back when Katherine called him. "Yes?" He cocked his brow.

She heard that William went after her when she left the hall because he was worried and that he had told Damien what happened, so she was genuinely touched by the concern he showed. Although she was still hesitant in trusting him, she appreciated what he did and was willing to put her discomfort aside.

"Thank you," she muttered.

William had not expected her to thank him at all. He didn't even think there was anything to be thankful for. His eyes darted between her and Damien who nodded at him as if he was saying: 'Just accept her expression of gratitude'.

And so he nodded at her, acknowledging her thanks before heading back to the function hall. The scene from inside the dressing room earlier played in his mind. It was the first time he had seen Katherine move like that, albeit briefly, was still impressive. His views on her changedshe didn't seem like the same Katherine he thought she was a few months ago. She was a strong-willed and capable woman, and she earned his respecta different level kind of respect.

Damien removed his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders, closing the buttons in front to cover her exposed chest. Then he held her hand and said, "Let's get inside."

"Mm. Can we stay here tonight?" Katherine probed with a smile that brightened her face.

He kissed her temple and nodded, matching her smile with his own. "Our suite is ready."