“This story is quite long. I’ll tell you later,” Justin said as he changed out of the patient gown and into another outfit. “I’ll go first, and if anyone asks, just tell them I’ve passed away. Remember to provide a death certificate as well.”He spoke, then quickly left. But just as Justin’s hand touched the cold surgical room door handle, Ace’s hesitant voice suddenly rang out:“Hey...”Justin turned back, seeing Ace’s eyes still filled with astonishment. Perhaps he hadn’t been able to process the amount of information Justin had just disclosed.Indeed... this news would be shocking to someone he had just reunited with.Justin looked at Ace, straight into his eyes, but after a moment passed, Ace still said nothing. Just stood there and looked at him. Justin had little time, and he was in a hurry, so he grunted as a reminder to Ace.Upon hearing that, Ace seemed to startle, as if someone had turned a robot off and then back on again. His once frozen gaze returned to normal, and he gla
Justin knows the current thoughts of his colleagues, but there wasn’t much time for recounting or explaining now. He simply responds succinctly, “Indeed, my friend, we can trust him.”Until now, Leona, Monica, and Caesar all had absolute trust in Justin’s ability to read people; whoever he trusted, they trusted. And now, at this very moment, the phone suddenly rings, shattering the previously tranquil atmosphere of the room.“It’s here.”Four pairs of eyes simultaneously halt, fixed on the landline phone placed on the table beside the brown leather couch.No one speaks, but their eyes convey everything. Monica slowly rises, her expression heavy and icy, and advances towards the phone.Monica picks up the receiver. Her voice, chilly and composed, resonates throughout the room.“Hello, this is Monica,” she says gently, trying to conceal the chilliness in her tone.“Hello Monica, this is Emily, a nurse at Central Hospital. I’m sorry to have to deliver this sad news to you. We have just l
Hospital,Caesar drove straight into the hospital parking lot, hastily parking the car. Leona and Monica rushed out of the car with him, hurrying inside the building. The sparkling lights on the ceiling and the echoing footsteps on the tiled floor added to the tense atmosphere.As they approached the reception desk, a staff member was already waiting to greet them. Leona, with a worried expression, kept calling out, "Justin! Justin, oh my Justin..." She burst into tears, sobbing desperately, truly resembling someone who had just lost a loved one. "Justin, oh Justin, you're too young, please, God, bring him back to us. Hu hu hu, I can't bear this pain." Seeing Leona staggering, leaning on Caesar to walk, she looked truly desperate. Leona had to rely on Caesar to move forward. At this point, neither Caesar nor Monica knew what to say. Without this incident, they wouldn't have known that Leona had such talent for shedding tears like a mobile water faucet. When it was time to cry, she out
“We should end this soon,” Monica said as she used her hand to cover the white cloth again. The gaze of the three interlocked, then Leona cleared her throat, adjusting her expression slightly. A face that was previously calm suddenly twisted, then wrinkled again, and two pairs of eyes welled up with tears. Leona returned to a state of sobbing desperately.“Well, that’s quite a special talent,” Monica remarked, rolling her eyes, then adjusting her expression a bit before leaving.Caesar pushed through the heavy doors of the morgue, then held the door for Monica and Leona to exit.Leona was currently leaning on Monica, looking as if she had lost the will to live.“Give Justin back to me. Give Justin back to me. Without him, I don’t know how to live, hu hu hu hu...” Monica held Leona while displaying an infinitely compassionate expression.At this moment, the nurse was waiting outside, and when she saw them coming out, she immediately asked, “Is everything... alright?” Looking at Leona s
The voice had just resounded, capturing the attention of everyone present; they turned around in astonishment to find that it was Mr. Anderson. Supported by his cane, with the butler Patrick by his side, his face scrunched up, it was unclear if there was any sadness over the news of his grandson’s passing. Yet, to others, his face only seemed cold and angry.Ace recognized him; this was the “legendary grandfather” of Justin, who had haunted his entire childhood. Meanwhile, Caesar, Leona, and Monica were wondering why Mr. Anderson had come. They rationalized that the incident at the park was public, likely influencing much after its conclusion. It wasn’t unreasonable that Mr. Anderson knew about it.They began to link prior events, guessing that Mr. Anderson was tracking Justin, or rather, every move he made, staying informed of his whereabouts. As Justin had told Monica, everything was indeed so.Ace was unaware of the current relationship between Justin and Mr. Anderson but guessed i
Ace’s declaration was like a command, bold and straightforward, shocking everyone around. But the most stunned was Mr. Anderson, who had never been blocked or treated with such contemptuous equality before, and it infuriated him immensely. The feeling of no longer being the ultimate authority commanding others made him feel like his insides were on fire. And to be hindered by a mere brat!Mr. Anderson slammed his cane down on the ground, his old eyes squinting, and he said:“By what right do you stop me? Isn’t it preposterous that a hospital of this international stature has a policy preventing family members from seeing a patient one last time? Have dogs has chewed all your humanities up?”While Mr. Anderson was technically correct, those who understood the details knew he could not be right.Caesar, Leona, and Monica had been silent, observing the situation and then exchanging covert glances. Then, Caesar spoke calmly, capturing Mr. Anderson’s attention:“Mr. Anderson,” he said, his
That noon, right after the rain had just stopped, the sunbeams peeked through the leaves, shining into the small kitchen where Julie was having lunch. Her nanny, Mrs. Mary, was ladling porridge into Julie’s bowl while listening to the little girl talk about the painting she had made at school. Suddenly, the sound of an engine echoed from outside. Julie recognized that familiar sound, hastily jumping down from her high chair, her mouth still slightly smeared with porridge.“Miss Monica is back! Uncle Caesar, Aunt Leona are back!” Julie exclaimed, her eyes shining bright while Mrs. Mary hadn’t even had the chance to wipe her mouth. Julie rushed to the door, filled with excitement, eagerly expecting seeing her beloved friends again after a long day.But as the door opened, it wasn’t the joyful laughter that Julie usually heard. Instead, what met her eyes was a white ambulance parked right outside the door. Monica, Caesar, and Leona stepped out of the vehicle, their faces blurred, their e
Justin’s ancient house was built according to the blueprint of the genius designer Monroll. The grandiose corridors stretched deep, adorned with intricately carved patterns on each wall, each with its own meaning. The pathways and doorways all led to a small room.If it hadn’t been pre-show, no one would have been able to spot that secret room. The genius of the design had perfectly concealed the room. And there sat a figure, leisurely on the chair, swirling a glass of wine, gazing at the screen, like a deity above.He took a sip of wine, as if mourning his own death.No one else but Justin.Formerly, when designing this apartment, Justin never thought there would come a day he would use this room with such vengeful intentions. In fact, it was a surprise gift from Monroll, the designer, only revealed to him when everything was completed.They secretly installed the camera system everywhere, and this observation room was luxurious and provided flexibility for resting. One corner housed