Chapter One Hundred and seven

Damien's POV;

"So Mr Kingston, we've checked all your vitals and you're in good shape. We'll keep watching you but if you keep it up, soon enough you'll be discharged." The doctor who had exchanged numbers with Amy the last time we were at the hospital said.

"Thank you, doc." I rasped out, squinting my eyes in reaction to the pain I felt. The headaches that came with the injury on my head were searing.

"How soon can he get discharged?" Ariana piped up. She had been quiet ever since the doctor came in.

"Oh uhm Ariana, we're going to have to observe him for a few days, after that, he'll be free to go home but would still have stipulated days for regular check-ups."

I barely heard his string of words. The only thing that caught my attention was the fact that he referred to her by her first name.

"She's Mrs Kingston to you. You got that?" I said plainly but with a warning in my eyes.

"Yes sir." He nodded, swallowed and left after staring at my wife who didn't even glance in his direction