Bleeding Love

Chapter 17 She Can't be Found

Spencer closed his eyes, trying to suppress all his emotion.

He gently picked Rosalie up and put her back in the wheelchair. He did not know whether he was

talking to Rosalie or himself.

“I don't love Aleena, how could I?”

Rosalie nodded with tears in eyes, not mentioning that Spencer had lost control of his emotion.

Covering her forehead, she said softly, “Spencer, I have a headache, send me home, ok?"

Spencer agreed and pushed Rosalie out of the hospital.

He had not showed concern to Rosalie’s bloody forehead. They were in the hospital but he did not

realize that she needed a doctor to take care of the bleeding wound.

After they left, doctors and nurses in the hospital finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Rosalie came to save them.

However, recalling the crazy appearance of Spencer for Aleena, it was clear that he loved her to the

extreme and it was not like that he did not love her.

Spencer took Rosalie to the villa in the suburb. Then he realized that there was wound on Rosalie’s

forehead and called the family doctor to deal with it, and himself, sitting on the sofa, was absent-

minded.

Rosalie clenched her fist looked at his soulless appearance, jealous and angry.

Aleena was in the deep of Spencer’s heart!

Fortunately, she made that woman die and had no chance to fight with her again.

If Aleena continued to be with Spencer, there would be something regretted Rosalie.

Now no one would compete with her for Spencer. As time passed by, he would forget Aleena and

marry her!

Spencer did not mess around in the hospital, nor did he stop searching for Aleena.

He could not believe that the woman was dead. It must have been Aleena that had managed to escape

again!

He would find her!

Spencer used all his resources and power to find Aleena...

Time passed day by day. And half a year later, there was still now news of Aleena.

There was no trace of her in this world, Even Spencer had searched all over the world, he found no

trace of her.

It was as if she had really, completely, disappeared from the world...

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Spencer leaned back on the sofa and poured another glass of straight whiskey. The high-degree

alcohol burned his stomach and nerves, leaving him in a kind of dreamy trance.

Only in this way could his heart eased from anxiety.

That woman couldn't be found, in all ways.

Although he did not speak out, he was almost crazy in heart.

Now he couldn't sleep at night without getting drunk.

The bedroom door was gently pushed open. Rosalie in her wheelchair carefully approached.

"Stop drinking, Spencer. You should go to bed." Rosalie held down his hand to pour wine.

Empty wine bottles were lying on the floor and the coffee table, and the room was full of a strong wine

smell.

Spencer opened his black eyes and stared at her in displeasure. Then his pupil shrank suddenly.

"Aleena..."

The alcohol made his vision and consciousness blurry, not as sharp and wise as usual.

The woman in front of him had the same hairstyle as Aleena, and even her face was extremely

similar...

Rosalie's smile was stiff and then she coquetted. Tonight, she deliberately made up to be alike Aleena.

After the woman's death, Spencer never touched her, and hardly even looked at her.

If he didn't touch her, how could she marry into the Cook family?

Therefore, she could only use this strategy to break the stiff and cold relationship between them.

She circled Spencer’s neck and kissed on him......