MOST POWERFUL HUSBAND, VOLUME 4 - Season 6 Episode 82

After Cheyenne finished talking to William, she picked up the glass of water on the bedside table beside her and started drinking some water.

Karen stared straight at Cheyenne without blinking at all. Only after watching Cheyenne finish downing the half-filled glass of water did she feel relieved. A trace of joy appeared in her eyes.

Soon, Cheyenne began to feel extremely drowsy.

She yawned loudly and took a look at the time. It wasn’t 10 p.m. yet.

“Strange, why am I feeling so sleepy today…” Cheyenne muttered to herself, and soon, she yawned again.

“…” Karen didn’t say anything and instead lay down on the bed to pretend to sleep.

She knew that Cheyenne was on guard against her, and if she told Cheyenne to go to sleep earlier, it might arouse suspicion and cause Cheyenne to be wary instead.

Indeed, Cheyenne was extremely sleepy. When she saw that Karen was already asleep, she went back to her bed. Almost as soon as she rested her head on her pillow, she drifted off. She was in such a deep sleep that she probably wouldn’t even wake up if someone yelled into her ear.

Only then did Karen get up and glance at Cheyenne, who was already fast asleep because of the effects of the drug. She then walked toward William’s bed.

“William Carter, oh, William Carter, my opportunity is finally here! But don’t blame me for this. If you must, you should blame yourself for making me suffer with you. You asked for this!

“Moreover, as long as you die, no one will ever get in my way again, and no one will know that Cheyenne Carter isn’t my biological daughter!”

With a menacing expression, she grabbed a fluffy pillow and pressed it onto William’s face.

Since William’s condition was improving day by day, he didn’t need an oxygen respirator anymore.

At this moment, the door of the ward suddenly opened with a loud creak!

“Who is it?!” Karen was so frightened that she jumped out and screamed in horror. She even dropped the pillow in her hands onto the floor.

A doctor wearing a white coat and a surgical mask on his face was standing at the door, with both his hands pushing a cart that had some syringes, drugs, and other equipment.

“I’m a doctor, and I’m here to give an injection,” the man who came said succinctly and then pushed the cart into the ward.

“What? It’s already so late. Why is there a sudden need for an injection?” Karen complained with displeasure.

Karen was extremely upset because the doctor who suddenly barged in had almost witnessed her attempt to kill William just now.

The doctor ignored her and instead used a syringe to draw up a drug contained in a small vial and walked toward William to give him an injection.

“Stop it!”

Just as the sharp needle was about to be inserted into the vein of William’s hand, someone suddenly grabbed the doctor’s wrist firmly, stopping him.

“Lu-Lucas?!” Karen shrieked.

She never thought that Lucas would suddenly appear in the ward and grab the doctor’s wrist!

Why did he suddenly come?

Didn’t he already go home to be with Amelia long ago?

How did he suddenly appear here?

A wave of horror immediately surged in Karen’s heart.

But even more shocked than her was the doctor, whose wrist Lucas was grabbing tightly.

“What are you doing? Don’t hinder me from administering an injection for the patient.” The doctor’s eyes flickered twice as he spoke, forcing himself to stay composed.

Lucas looked at him and suddenly sneered. “Who are you?”

The doctor continued calmly, “Can’t you see that I’m the doctor here? Let go.”

Lucas ignored him and continued holding his wrist to stop him from moving. Lucas smirked and mocked, “You’re a doctor? How come I don’t know that there’s someone like you in the hospital? Moreover, why does my father-in-law need an injection at night? And why is the injection being administered by a doctor instead of a nurse? How do you explain these loopholes?”

In the Orange Coast Medical Center, there was a clear division of duties between doctors and nurses, and there were precise times for ward inspections and injections.

The masked ‘doctor’ in front of him had suddenly walked into the ward at such a late hour and said he wanted to give William an injection. It was really bizarre, regardless of how Lucas looked at it.

Lucas had actually quietly returned to the hospital early in the morning.

The reason he promised Cheyenne to leave the hospital in the evening was actually to give Karen a chance to make a move.

He knew all along that Karen hadn’t given up and was instead constantly trying to find an opportunity to make a move against William again, so he left as she wished for the time being. If his guess was right, Karen would definitely seize this rare opportunity to take action against William tonight.

But Lucas hadn’t expected another person also targeting William to appear suddenly at the critical moment when Karen was about to make a move.

It was really quite a coincidence.

After hearing Lucas’s question, the ‘doctor’ in the white coat knew that he had been exposed. He immediately picked up a small sharp scalpel hidden in the cart and swung it at Lucas without hesitation.

Whoosh!

The trail left behind by the glint of the scalpel shone brightly as it was swung toward Lucas!

The ‘doctor’ was actually a killer with quick and agile reflexes!

An ordinary person would probably be stabbed by the killer before they could even react in time.

But Lucas obviously wasn’t one.

He stepped back and turned to the side to dodge the sharp blade swinging at him.

Immediately afterward, Lucas grabbed the killer’s hand and pulled it violently away from William.

He was naturally much stronger than the killer, and with this tug, the killer felt as if his wrist bones were about to be torn apart.

But this wasn’t all. Before the killer could stand still, Lucas kicked him in the gut.

Bang!

The killer’s body suddenly flew up high and slammed against the wall on the opposite side before rolling down, landing on the couch below, and bouncing onto the floor.

“Aaaahhhhh!” He opened his mouth and cried in misery. The slam almost made him pass out, and the pain was so immense that he could barely utter a single word.

Just as he was about to brace his body to get up from the floor, Lucas’s tall body appeared in front of him again and stepped on his chest with one foot.

Lucas looked at him from above and asked coldly, “Tell me. Who are you, and who sent you here?!”