Chapter 33

Connor's POV

"Now look at my pocket watch and begin to relax yourself, you are now in a very safe place and can relax completely. First relax your toes, then your calf muscles ......" the hypnotist spoke in a soothing tone as he slowly and rhythmically swung the pocket watch.

Ivan's eyes rolled from side to side with the swinging of the pocket watch, and finally got slower and slower and began to close his eyes.

"Now, release the energy from your subconscious mind, trust me, trust your existence, and trust that this is a safe place." The hypnotist continued to slowly guide.

I could see the rise and fall of Ivan's chest getting smaller and smaller, and his breathing was getting calmer and calmer.

The hypnotist also began his next hypnosis step: "Here, now please tell me how the car accident happened."

"The black car that chased the taxi that hit us, several of them." Ivan's answer was like ravings, and it was all I could do to get closer to him and turn on my phone to record, trying to hear and record every word he said.

The hypnotist glanced at me, and I nodded to indicate that he should continue.

"Now then, please continue to tell me what you and Lydia did after the car accident."

"I got in front of Lydia, she was unhurt, she just passed out ...... the man in the black suit, took her ......"

Lydia was not injured! Hearing this, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Taken away by the man in the black suit?! This makes me how to find! No matter what, even if I turn the whole of London upside down, I have to find her!

The hypnotist nudged me aside and asked with his eyes if I wanted to continue. I shook my head, so he snapped his fingers to wake Ivan up and ended his hypnosis.

"Well?" Ivan woke up and immediately sat up despite the pain in his body, looking at me with expectant eyes.

"Taken away by the men in black suits."

"How can I not even be able to see someone as big as Lydia!" Ivan grabbed his hair in chagrin and started hammering his own head.

"Because you hit your head and fainted." I didn't really know how to comfort people, so I had to say this fact, hoping he wouldn't blame himself so much.

"So what are you going to do?" Apparently my clumsy consolation worked, and Ivan continued to look at me with expectant eyes.

"Hmph, even if I turn the whole of London upside down, I'll still find Lydia! Since she was taken away on the highway, I'm sure I can find clues in the surveillance." I sneered and stated my deduction.

No one is going to take Lydia away from me.

"You get some rest, I'm going to go find my woman." I said goodbye to Ivan and then turned around and walked out of the ward.

"Hey! Lydia hasn't agreed to be with you yet!" Lydia hasn't agreed to be with you!" Ivan's voice was getting quieter behind me.

This kid, is also quite cute, I thought about his expression in my head, the corners of my mouth could not help but slightly up.

"The taxi Lydia was in was in an accident, and I suspect someone wants her dead." In the car, I dialed Locke's number again.

"So it seems that our deduction about the last car accident was correct."

"Well, you find out for me now what time that cab was in the accident. Then check the highway surveillance for an hour before and after that road to see if there were a couple of black cars following that cab." I made a series of requests to Locke.

"How are you going to repay me for just looking at the surveillance?" Locke chuckled on the other end of the line.

I knew that with my relationship with him, and his family background, he didn't really want me to give anything material in return.

"Then what do you want?"

"One kiss from Mr. Connor." Locke flirted with me like a whore.

"Fuck off." I cursed at the other end of the phone and hung up on him again. I really didn't know if he was a real straight guy or a gay guy.

I closed my eyes and took a nap in the car, but soon the phone rang and woke me up.

Had Locke found out something about Lydia? That was my first thought when I heard the phone ring.

I took out the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone number. I was a little disappointed and didn't really want to get through. But my intuition told me that this call was important, so I reluctantly pressed the connect button.

Before I could say anything, a voice with a voice changer came from the other end: "Connor-Carter, I have your woman and your child. If you want them to live, you will have to give me the core technology that comes from the cooperation with DQ Group in exchange."

Before I could respond, the phone hung up.

My woman and child? Was he referring to Claire?

I hurriedly called Claire to confirm her situation, and soon the call was answered.

"Connor?" Claire's voice sounded surprised.

"Nothing, wrong number." I hung up the phone coldly.

Suddenly, it was as if an electric current hit my heart and my mind finally reacted to the meaning of the kidnapper's words on the other end of the line!

Lydia was in his hands, and, Lydia was pregnant?

Lydia was pregnant with my child! I couldn't believe it! I avoided her ovulation period every time and chose a safe period, and this made her pregnant?

I was so surprised and happy, I was having a baby, I was going to be a father! It's mine and Lydia's baby!

Calm down! I instantly calmed myself, Lydia was still in the hands of that man, I had to find a way to get Lydia out!

I dialed the kidnapper's number with shaking hands, I tried to suppress my voice and try to appear calm.

"I've got the information, what do I have to give you?"

"Put the information next to the second trash can in the suburban garden in an hour."

"Okay."

I hung up the phone and my mind raced, I couldn't just give the information to the kidnapper, he was probably a competitor of Carter Group.

And this is a core technology document, not only does it have our Carter Group's research results in it, but DQ Group has also spent a lot of effort on it.

If I just handed over the information, not only would I be reprimanded by the elders in my family and kicked out of the company by the shareholders' meeting, but my reputation would be tarnished within the industry, and no group would dare to hire a traitor again.

I want to save Lydia, but I also want to save myself, my career, the Carter Group that my mom and dad spent so many years to create and the efforts of so many employees of the Carter Group!

Thinking about it, I asked the driver to drive back to the office, and casually took a file bag, disguised as a cooperation document with DQ Group, and brought this stack of scrap paper to the suburban garden.

The car drove to the suburban garden, and before I had time to put down the papers, I saw Lydia, unconscious next to the garbage can, bright red blood was slowly seeping out from the lower half of her body, staining the ground in a bizarre shape.

Before I could rush up and hold Lydia, my phone rang again, a call from the kidnapper.

"I knew you would play tricks, this is just a meeting gift for you, we'll see!"

At the end of one sentence, the phone was hung up.

I ran like crazy and hugged Lydia, shaking her, seeing no reaction from her, I was panicking. I felt like I was going to lose her, was I really going to lose my beloved Lydia?

I grabbed her and rushed to the car, yelling at the driver to hurry up and drive to the hospital.

Along the way, the driver made left and right turns and ran red lights. I held Lydia and watched as the blood from her lower body just flowed onto my shirt and seeped out of my shirt onto the black seat.

The intertwining of red and black, how like the contrast I put Lydia and my company's interests together when I was faced with her life ......

If God gave me another chance I would not hesitate to choose Lydia.

The driver drove furiously all the way, while still calling the nearest hospital in Suburban Gardens for them to arrange a ward.

Finally, we arrived at the hospital. The hospital director was waiting for us in the parking lot with the hospital's doctors and nurses pushing the hospital beds.

"If this man cannot be saved, I want this hospital to close down tomorrow!" I warned the dean fiercely.

The dean nodded in horror while urging the doctors and nurses to hurry up and get the patient to the emergency room.

I sat on the couch in the hospital room as if my strength had been drained from my body, waiting for the doctor's results.

It felt like a century had passed, so long that I couldn't help but get angry and smash things.

Just as I was picking up the vase of flowers I had in my hand, the attending doctor came in scowling.

"How's my guy?" I asked, staring at the doctor.

"Just ...... pushing over ...... nothing major on ...... his body at the moment, just... ." this doctor was incoherent and stammering.

His cringing and stammering bored and impatient me, and I yelled at the top of my lungs, "Dean!"

It took only a few seconds for the dean to run to me.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he pushed the attending doctor aside and asked me solicitously, "Mr. Connor do you wish to know the condition of the patient?"

"Cut the crap."

"The patient's lower body is bleeding because of a miscarriage, and there are no signs of violation on the solitary body." The dean answered quickly and finished, looking at me expectantly, as if asking if I was satisfied with his answer.

"Get out." I did not have the patience to communicate with him.

Like a released prisoner, the dean trotted all the way out, leaving me sitting dumbly on the sofa alone.

Soon, a Lydia with instrument tubes all over her body was pushed in by a nurse.

I walked over to Lydia's bedside and looked at her face wondering how I was going to tell her about the loss of her baby when she woke up.

Lydia on the bed was as fragile as a piece of tissue paper, as if a gust of wind could blow her away, a finger could pierce her, I really didn't know how to face her, how to face our lost child.

I regretted, I regretted for my selfishness, I should have chosen Lydia at that time and handed over the documents to the kidnappers honestly. So what if the cooperation broke down, so what if I was expelled from the company, so what if no one dared to hire me! As long as I have the ability, I can create a career myself!

When I thought of this, I was so remorseful that I hammered my fist against the wall.

My fist hurt, but my heart, now, hurt even more.

Lydia in the hospital bed seemed to be awakened by my hammering, and she looked at me with wide eyes in horror.

Instantly, the panic on her face was covered by bemusement again.

"You go away, we all let each other go, okay?" Lydia's voice was weak, but every word was like a powerful hammer head hammering my heart one after another, hammering my heart to pieces.

This time, I really don't know how I should respond to her ......