The Fallen Son-In-Law's Retaliation

Chapter 8: Time For Payback!

“What? A man like him is Doctor Raine's VIP?”

“You've got to be kidding me! I can't even set an appointment no matter how much I pay!"

Suddenly, the hallway was filled with buzzes, and all of them were talking about Damian. The jealousy was evident in their expressions.

“Wait. Are you saying that this man is the VIP and not me?” Carson asked, his brows furrowing. “I am Carson Ferremento, the heir of the Ferremento family. Are you even sure you got the right name?”

“Yes, Sir. The VIP's name written here is Damian Giovanni Smith.” Jennica looked at the document again to confirm, then to Damian after. “Is it you, Sir?”

“Yes. It's me.”

“This could be a mistake,” Carson said, shaking his head in disbelief. “Maybe he was on the list of people banned from the hospital, and you just mistook him as a VIP.”

“No, Sir. This document containing Sir Damian's identity came from the higher-ups a few minutes ago," Jennica replied.

“It can't be,” Carson muttered, his veins almost showing on his neck.

“What do you mean, Sir—”

“A beggar like him can’t be a VIP!” Carson already burst into a rage as Jennica continued shoveling into his face that Damian was superior to him.

He looked at Damian afterward, and his brows furrowed more, seeing that Damian looked like he was enjoying the show.

“Can you see how you're disturbing everyone's peace here?” Damian asked, smirking. “This is a hospital exclusive for the rich, as you say, yet you're shouting without thinking about anyone's condition. Do you want to be thrown out of the hospital?”

“No one would dare do that to me.”

Damian and Carson gave deadly gazes at each other, causing tension in the whole place. Even the people who were watching them forgot how to breathe as Damian successfully matched Carson's intimidating presence.

A few seconds later, Damian broke the silence. “Sit there, and patiently wait for your turn. You're an heir, as you say. Act like one.” He looked at Jennica. “Let's go.”

“This way, Sir.” Jennica led the way, and Damian followed her, leaving Carson alone with the people who couldn't stop blabbering about what happened.

“The moment I see a video, a picture, or even an article about what happened here today, I will not just ruin your company. I will ruin all your lives until your descendants. Do you understand?!” Carson threatened everyone.

No one answered, and Carson took their silence and obvious fears as a yes. 

At that moment, Carson decided to cancel his schedule with Raine and book an appointment with another dermatologist. He called Cleo, his most trusted butler, to do it.

“Doctor Tyron on the third floor is now available. I am done setting an appointment with him, and he's waiting for you now,” said Cleo on the other line. “Anything else, young master?”

“Yes, Cleo.” Carson clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. “I need you to do something for me.”

MEANWHILE, inside Doctor Raine's room, Damian was sitting on the hospital bed without his shirt, while Raine was doing a few check-ups on his back.

“This is an old scar, yet it looks severe and painful...” Raine muttered, her hands tracing Damian's back. “Can you remember when you got those scars? It will help me to think of the best way to treat this.”

“I don't.” Damian shook his head. “I lost all memories regarding that scar.”

Raine smiled painfully, imagining how painful it might be for Damian to have those wounds, and until now, those memories resurfaced because of the scars.

At first, she thought that it was an accident. But as she looked closely at the scars, she found some patterns on it.

“Here, here, and here...” Raine pointed at Damian's upper left back, middle, and lower right back. “Your scars are more severe in these places.” 

She pressed her fingers on Damian's upper back. “Does it hurt?”

“A little,” Damian said, slightly grimacing.

“What about here?” Raine pressed on Damian's lower back this time. “Do you feel the same pain?”

“Yes.” Damian nodded.

Raine's skin went pale at her realization. She listed all her conclusions and medications in the paper before giving Damian his shirt.

Damian looked at Raine's expression and sighed. “It's impossible to remove the scars, isn't it?”

“It's not impossible... But it would be a long medication,” Raine replied, her voice low. “They're not only scars. Some parts of your back still have unhealed wounds inside. Is your back hurting from time to time?”

“Yes.” Damian nodded.

Before, he thought that his back hurts because of him working every day. He didn't have any idea that his scars weren't fully healed yet.

At the same time, Damian couldn't help but be amazed at Raine. She looked young, but Damian could feel that Raine knew what she was doing.

“I'll perform surgery on your back soon, but I still need to study your case. For now, drink those medicines to heal your wounds," Raine told him.

“Alright.”

Raine gave Damian the paper, which he accepted. He placed it in his pocket before looking at the doctor. “You're the first doctor who told me they could remove my scars. Thank you.”

“It's my pleasure, Mr. Smith.” Raine smiled back before calling Jennica. “Jennica, assist our VIP in the pharmacy.”

“Yes, Ma'am."

Damian left Raine's room with Jennica. He scanned the place, looking for Carson, but Damian couldn't find him.

‘Did he go home?’ Damian asked, smirking. ‘Maybe he was really embarrassed earlier, huh?’

“This way, Sir,” Jennica said, snapping Damian from his thoughts.

Damian followed Jennica toward the pharmacy. She assisted Damian in buying the medicines. He didn't pay a single cent as Thaliana took care of the expenses earlier.

“Thank you, Jennica. You may go now,” Damian said, smiling.

Jennica smiled back and bowed before leaving him alone. Damian was about to leave the hospital when a male nurse approached him. “Sir, Doctor Raine told me you need to undergo a test.”

“A test?” Damian’s brows furrowed. “But Doctor Raine told me she’ll set another schedule for the tests.”

“She told me it’s a mistake,” the nurse answered. “Follow me, Sir.”

Damian followed the male nurse, although he was quite confused. He brought Damian into an isolated, unoccupied room, and told Damian to lie on the hospital bed.

Suddenly, another man with a face mask approached him. He was wearing a blue scrub and gloves.

“Where is Doctor Raine?” Damian asked, but the man didn’t answer. So, Damian spoke again. “Didn’t you hear me? Where’s Doctor Raine?”

Still, the man didn’t answer. Instead, he removed his mask. Damian’s eyes widened to see that it was Carson, smiling sardonically at him.

“What the fuck?” Damian cursed before sitting up. “What are you doing here?”

Carson clapped his hands, and his guards hiding in the room came around him. “It’s time for my payback, you fucker.”