One mystery solved. Who is Mr. Lucas and his agenda?
“You don't need to thank me because you're going to save some lives today so I hope you won't disappoint me,” the commander said and he smiled. “Of course, I won't. I'll do all I can in my power to save them, Sir,” Adrian said confidently and the commander smiled. “But sir how did I know that you won't go back on your…” the commander interrupted him before he could complete his statement. “Go back on my words?” The commander asked as though he knew what Adrian wanted to say. Adrian stared at him with a surprised look, unable to fathom how that man managed to know it was him. “Yes, sir,” he responded and lowered his head. “Well, I know this is going to happen, that's why I prepared this contract to validate my words,” the commander said and brought out two copies of documents. He stretched one at Adrian and kept the other one for himself. “What is this, Sir?” he asked. “That is the agreement between both of us that I'll release after you save those patients in the ward. I'm doi
What!He staggered backward and held onto his crutches so that he wouldn't lose his balance and fall. His heart skipped as he watched his wife hug the man, who seemed to be a rich person. He hugged her tightly as though his life depended on his wife. His heart broke into pieces as he watched his wife glance at him and turn to the man then entered into the car, pretending as though she didn't see him. He shook his head with a sigh and bit on his lower lips with an angry look on his face. Of course, she wouldn't let the rich man before her see her husband who was supposed to be locked up in the cell because she thought he plotted what happened to her last night. He was worried that she wasn't going to be fine with the presence of Smith but he could only care less afterward. He saw her doing fine with another man so there isn't any reason for him to worry or bother himself about her well-being. “I’ll be fine. I believe that,” he said even though he knew clearly that he was lying t
For the second time in his life, he was awe-struck and confused about what to think about his wife. First, he heard her moaning inside the master bedroom and when he checked, he didn't find anyone like he thought he would. Secondly, he saw her with another man and when she saw him, she ignored him and pretended as though she didn't see him. But now, she was in the police station yelling at the officer not caring about her reputation because of his dismissal at the police station. Was it because she wanted to see him suffer in the police station? Or was it because she felt remorse and wanted to see him again? He asked himself but he couldn't get an answer to it. She was the only one who could give him an answer to the question that was bothering his mind. He held on to the crutches, contemplating whether to go and meet her after what he'd seen or if he should hide from her. He decided to give her a chance to explain herself even though he had yet to know why she was there. With u
Mr. Lucas opened his eyes after Adrian's screams interrupted him while he was meditating. He looked up with a confused and cold gaze. His eyes widened in shock as his gaze landed on the person lying weakly on the floor beside him. He rushed toward Adrian, who was groaning in pain. His clothes were stained with his mouth. And each time he coughed, blood kept oozing out of his mouth. “What's wrong with you?” Mr. Lucas asked worriedly as he carried Adrian into his arms. “I don't know. I… I think I'm poisoned,” Adrian replied in a calm tone. Although he didn't want to admit that he was poisoned because he couldn't believe that his wife poisoned his food, he was feeling pain in his abdomen. And if nothing is done, he is going to die. “Poisoned? You brought the food?” Mr. Lucas asked as he tore Adrian's shirt apart, trying all he could do as an experienced man to revive the young man before him. “It's me… never mind… forget about it,” Adrian replied and shook his head vehemently, not
Adrian opened his eyes weakly as the ray of the light pierced into his eyes through the window. He rubbed his palm on his face and looked away with a cold look on his face. He bit on his lower lips as his head banged with an excruciating pain. “What am I doing here?” He asked himself with a weak tone as he glanced across the room that was painted in white. He turned to the left and saw an intravenous drip connected to his wrist. He shook his head with a sigh after realizing that he was in a ward. Why am I alive? I should be dead. Shouldn't I? He asked himself but he couldn't get an answer to it. His head panged with unbearable pain each time he tried to remember what happened last night. And when the memory came rushing back, he was angry. He was angry that the commander came into the picture and shoved the pill down his throat, thereby stopping him from dying. Isn't dying better? At least, he wouldn't have to feel insecure about his wife having sex with another man anymore. And
Adrian couldn't hide the sweet and proud smile that mounted on his face the moment he heard their chant, especially the nickname they gave to him. THE MAGICAL DOCTOR. Although he didn't see anything he should be called a magical doctor, he loved it and couldn't deny it. “The magical doctor?” He muttered to himself and smiled. He raised his left hand and waved it swiftly to acknowledge their greeting while clenching the crutches firmly. He couldn't afford to trip and fall. “Thanks,” he said and the hailing continued till he got to his cell. The other inmate from another cell couldn't stop hailing him. The officers on duty didn't bother to stop those people hailing him because he did an incredible job by saving those people in the infirmary. “How are you?” Dark Ace asked in a calm tone as Adrian entered the cell. Adrian smiled and nodded his head in response. “I'm fine. Thanks for your concern.”“It's a good thing that you're fine. I thought the DPO wanted to see you for somethin
Huh? Adrian stared at him with a confused look, unable to understand what he meant by that statement. “What do you mean, Sir?” He asked and the middle-aged man before him smiled while stroking his long beard. The man only smiled and looked away without saying anything. Adrian knew that he didn't want to say anything about the comment he made so he decided not to be persistent. “From the look of things, you must be rich. May I know what brought you to this place in the first place?” He asked. “Yes, you're right not every question has an answer,” the man spoke up after a few seconds of silence. Adrian nodded his head without saying anything after hearing the man's statement. Of course, he knew the man had an agenda but he couldn't tell what it was. Although he didn't have any reason to know what the man was planning, he wanted to know why such a powerful man stooped so low to stay in a cell. “Hope you aren't annoyed that I didn't give you the answer you wanted or expected,” the
“Huh? What are you talking about?” She asked with a confused look but he paid no attention to her countenance. He was burning with rage, remembering what he passed through in the infirmary and how he had almost given up the ghost just to prove a point to her. Sending him to jail isn't enough for her? Why is she acting nice and pretending as though nothing happened? He asked himself but he couldn't get an answer to it. Maybe that was the reason why she was quite nervous when she noticed that he was the one at the doorstep and not someone else. “You don't need to pretend. I know you're angry at me for what I did to him but I didn't expect you to go as far as trying to…” he took a deep breath as his heartbeat began to race rapidly more than its normal pace. “Pretend? What are you talking about, huh?” She yelled back at him and he looked up at her with a confused look. Judging from her countenance and statement, he could tell that she didn't know anything about what he was seeing an