CHAPTER 290

Two days later, Roscoe lay in a hospital bed, looking far different from the confident and dominant man he had been.

The room was quiet except for the steady beeping of the machines monitoring his condition.

A drip set was attached to his arm, slowly delivering fluids and medication to help him recover.

Roscoe’s face was pale, and every movement seemed to cause him pain. He winced as he shifted slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position.

The sharp pain in his side was a constant reminder of Romeo’s unexpected skill, the surprising blow that didn't only knocked him out, but partially paralyzed him.

He couldn’t stop thinking about how easily he had been defeated.

A doctor entered the room, wearing a reassuring smile. "Mr. Roscoe, how are you feeling today?" he asked, checking the monitors and adjusting the drip.

Roscoe grunted in response. "Better, I guess," he said through gritted teeth. The pain was still intense, but he tried not to show it. He didn’t want to appear wea
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