Chapter 338 Stopped Breathing

• “Christopher!” I called out as I forced myself to sit up. I leaned against the backrest and stared at the guy without blinking. If I must die in the next few minutes, then I want to at least etch this man's face in my mind.
• I scanned his face while calling out to him. Christopher actually wanted me to call him Chris or darling, but I preferred calling him Christopher. That name carried a different meaning in my heart because that was what I called him when we first met. It got me feeling warm and fuzzy, and safe.
• Christopher carried me out of the car and ran toward the hospital. Lyle rushed over as well. He probably never anticipated that his attempted rape would get me to vomit blood and might even kill me. Hence, he looked like he was scared out of his wits