Kevin placed his hand over hers, his touch comforting. He looked down.
"I understand how much you want to see him," he continued.
Sara's lips quivered, and a tear welled up, escaping from the corner of her eye.
Kevin looked at her. "I've already spoken to the doctor. We're going to see him tomorrow."
Her eyes filled with more tears, and Kevin gently brushed them away. He pulled her into an embrace, his arms providing comfort.
"Kevin..."
"Hmm?"
He kept rubbing her back soothingly.
"Do you think it was really Leslie who did this to him?"
"Lots of evidence points to Leslie. Surveillance footage shows her leaving his cabin putting her gun back in her purse. After that, she disappeared. Peter Winkle and Neel Dixon are also nowhere to be found," Kevin explained.
"Is Neel involved in this?" Sara's eyes widened.
Kevin nodded somberly. "He's actually Peter Winkle's biological son."
Sara's jaw dropped in disbe
Sara Owen gently pushed the door open, her heart weighed down by a heavy burden of emotions. Amidst the rhythmic beeping of the machines, his weak voice reached her ears, a mere whisper that carried his longing, "Sara."Her heart clenched at the sound.How desperately he must have yearned to see her, to hear her voice!Stepping forward, she approached the bedside where he lay. Her voice was soft as she said, "Yohan..."Yohan's eyes fluttered open, his strength barely there. As his gaze landed on her, a sigh escaped his lips, muffled by the oxygen mask that still covered his face.Tears welled in Sara's eyes, her heart aching at the sight. His feeble attempt to move his fingers, a silent plea to hold her hand, tugged at her emotions. She drew nearer, her palm gently finding its place in his.His eyes closed.Sara remained by his side, seated close to the bed, her focus fixed on his face, as the moments passed in the silence....
Yohan was lying on the bed, leaning back with his eyes closed. One of his hands was wrapped in gauze, supported by his neck. The other arm had a tube attached to it, which he used to jerk things in frustration. His palm looked swollen, and there were marks from where the needles had been injected.Natalie's heart ached as she looked at him. Deciding to give it a shot, she walked into the room, and Bruno followed her in.Yohan's heavy eyes slowly opened, and he looked at the two of them coldly.Natalie approached the bed with a soft smile on her face."Ricky, it's getting real late. Can you just eat and hit the sack?" Natalie dared to ask.Yohan, true to form, just shut his eyes and ignored her. A quick glance between Natalie and Bruno and they knew what to do. Natalie slowly picked up the bowl of soup and tried again, "This is some awesome homemade soup. You gotta give it a shot.""No"Classic one-word reply.Just then, the doo
After deciding to skip the visit to Dixon Hospital the next day, Sara finally managed some sleep. However, her plans took a sharp turn when, upon leaving her office in the evening, she decided to call the hospital, just to confirm if everything was alright.What she heard on the other end of the line shook her to the core – Yohan hadn't taken his medicines or had any food, and he was essentially shutting himself off from the world.Frustration and worry clenched at her heart, pushing her to make her way to the hospital. Stepping into the lobby, her ears were met with Yohan's agonized screams. She strained to catch a glimpse, but the view was obscured by drawn curtains.What on earth could be causing him such distress?Moments later, the doctor and nurses emerged from his room. Sara wasted no time, approaching them hurriedly."Doctor," she inquired anxiously, "why was he screaming? Is he okay?""He refuses to take his meds, and when the
“I've got Ricky's and my food here. It's great you're here. You eat with him, and I'll head back home to have lunch with your uncle," Natalie suggested warmly.Natalie approached Yohan and gently rested her hand on his forehead. Their eyes met, and Yohan's voice broke the silence, "I heard everything."Tears glistened in Natalie's eyes, her smile bittersweet. "It's been a while since you spoke! Just hurry up and recover so I can bicker with you again."Sara's lips curved into a fond smile at the exchange.Natalie left the room, leaving Sara and Yohan.Sara carefully served the meal for Yohan, feeling his gaze on her the whole time. She knew it was his favourite pastime, just watching her.Without a word, they shared the meal. Sara helped him eat. Once they finished, she arranged the blanket around him, her eyes seeking his permission to depart."Time to get some rest," Sara softly advised.Yohan's grip on her wrist tighte
It was one of the things Sara truly admired about him. He was composed and level-headed, always handling situations with calmness. He never intended to hurt her and accepted her just as she was.Closing her eyes, Sara held onto his slender waist, resolved to put an end to her visits to Yohan.The following day, Yohan Dixon was discharged from the hospital. He had hoped that Sara Owen would visit him, but she didn't come. Despite Natalie and Bruno's efforts, he refused to stay at the Dixon villa as usual. Yohan Dixon decided to go to his private villa, October Villa. To ensure his well-being, a nurse was assigned to provide him with his daily medications and health check-ups. He agreed to let the male nurse stay at his villa while on duty.In Cerate Solutions…After wrapping up a big meeting, Sara Owen sank into her chair, leaning back with her eyes closed. Her phone buzzed, and she saw that it was Kevin calling."Hey, Kevin," she answered.
A mixture of anger, frustration, and sadness surged within her. "Well then, die."Sara ended the call abruptly. She blocked his number once more.Unbeknownst to Sara, the weight of her few words would bear heavy consequences on Yohan, who was grappling with the turmoil of bipolar disorder.As the call ended, a chilling silence enveloped Yohan's surroundings. The weight of Sara's words hung heavily in the air, echoing in his mind. The space around him felt suffocating, and the desperation to escape from the pain became overwhelming. His gaze wandered restlessly around the room. Then, a glint caught his attention – the gleam of a fruit knife nestled amidst a basket of fruits on the table. The knife seemed to beckon to him, a dark temptation that held a dangerous allure. With unsteady steps, Yohan moved towards the table. His palms were clammy, and he wiped his damp face with the back of his trembling hand. The weight of his anguish pressed down on him, each
It was around ten o'clock in the night when Kevin and Sara arrived at October villa. Kevin hadn't informed Sara about the incident, keeping her in the dark.Ryan was at the bar counter in the living room, nursing a drink and a cigarette. Upon seeing Kevin and Sara, he stubbed out his cigarette and approached them.Worried, Kevin inquired, "Where is he?"Ryan's voice was heavy, "He's in his room, unconscious. The doctor has come and bandaged his wrist, but he's lost a lot of blood. He's in a weak state."Sara, oblivious to the situation, asked hesitantly, "Wrist bandage?""He attempted suicide," Ryan revealed, and a wave of realization swept over Sara. She remembered the heated exchange she had with Yohan on the phone."You should go see him," Ryan suggested. Sara glanced at Kevin, seeking his approval. Observing her clenched fists, a sign of her stress, Kevin nodded.Sara rushed to the master bedroom, leaving Kevin standing there with
Inside the master bedroom, Sara Owen gently arranged the blanket around Yohan's form. He was in slumber.A soft sound signalled someone's entrance into the room. Turning around, she met Kevin's red-rimmed eyes. His hands were tucked into his pockets, and his intense gaze was fixed on Yohan's sleeping figure. Slowly, he approached, his eyes still clouded with shadows. His attention shifted to Yohan's bandaged wrist."How is he?" he inquired quietly."It took a lot to make him sleep after giving him the medicines," Sara replied."Let's go," Kevin stated, his grip on her wrist urging her to follow him. Sara offered no resistance; her place was beside her husband.The journey home was shrouded in silence, an unspoken understanding hanging in the air.Upon arriving home, Kevin stepped out of the car and strode straight to the villa, his determined pace leaving Sara watching his retreating figure. As she entered the bedroom, she found Kevin standi