Chapter 6: Who is she?

At the last minute, the man caught one of her hands as her legs dangled in the air. Using all his strength, he tried lifting her up.

“Why are you saving me? Just let me go!” She shouted at the man that just saved her.

“Just shut up and stop struggling.” He said as he used all his strength to pull her falling body off the bridge.

After making sure she wouldn’t try anything stupid after her feet touches the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief as he glared at her as if saying why is she so stupid to think committing suicide would solve all her problems.

Too weak to say anything, Jane collapsed due to exhaustion.

“Hey,” the man protected her body from falling on the cold bridge floor. “Open your eyes and talk to me.”

Not receiving any response, he carried her in a bridal style as he walked hurriedly to his car that was parked on the other side of the bridge.

“Boss, what is wrong with her?” His driver, who had been watching his boss that wouldn’t care about anything even if the world collapsed in front of him, and wouldn’t even bat an eyelid if someone died in front of him, carried the unknown woman to the car with impatience written all over his face, asked the man.

“Just shut the fuck up and open the door.” He shouted at the driver, who shivered and also rushed to open the car back door.

“Drive to the hotel immediately.” He ordered his driver.

“Yes boss,” he didn't need to be told twice.

As they drove to the hotel they lodged in, the man was in a deep thought. He doesn’t know why he felt so scared of losing someone he didn't even know. He felt a sense of familiarity looking at her back view when he was sitting in his car, looking out of the window in boredom a moment ago.

He came to Los Angeles for a business deal a week ago. It was a business trip that needed his present, if not, he wouldn’t be here.

“Boss, we are here.” The voice of his driver brought him out of his thoughts.

Not wasting any time, he carried Jane, who had been resting her head on his lap, out of the car in a hurry.

“Leonard, you are ba…” Another man could be seen coming out of the hotel lounge, putting on a swimsuit with a towel hanging on his neck. Without need to tell, he definitely wanted to go for a swim.

“Just shut up and come and take a look at her immediately.” Leonard didn’t let him finish his statement before shouting at him without stopping his footsteps as he made his way to the elevator.

Looking puzzled, Dylan followed behind him looking lost. When has welcoming his friend turned to a fight? And what did he see just now? His friend was carrying an unconscious woman with fear evident on his face? He even brought her to him personally so he can check up on her. Who can explain what was going on to him?

After giving the driver a curious look, showing how interested he was to know all that happened for the woman to end up here, he followed behind Leonard hurriedly.

The elevator which Leonard entered with Jane in his arms was about to close when Dylan rushed in.

“Who is she? Why did it seem you are almost losing your mind?” Dylan asked.

“We will talk about that later. Right now, I want you to take a look at her.” Leonard replied.

Ding! The elevator opened after ascending to the fifty sixth floor, which was the highest floor in the hotel they lodge in.

Leonard rushed out of the elevator after it opened. Kicking the presidential suite door, he entered hurriedly as he placed Jane on the bed.

“Why are you just standing there? Check what is wrong with her immediately.”

“Right away.” Daniel replied after being stunned for the second time today with all Leonard's actions since he came back.

Without wasting time, he went over to check on Jane, who was lying on the bed with a pale face.

Dylan began examining Jane, checking her vital signs. She is exhausted, dehydrated and it’s like she just donated blood recently. My equipment are not here with me, so I can’t be sure of that. We need to get her stabilized.”

Leonard’s face darkened with concern. “Get what you need, now!”

Dylan quickly placed a call to his girlfriend, Lucy, who came together with him to Los Angeles for this trip. She was in their hotel room.

“Lucy, bring my first aid kit, we have an emergency. I’m in Leonard’s room.”

“What happened, is Mr. Bank sick?” Lucy asked with concern laced on her voice.

“No, it’s not Leonard that’s sick, it’s someone else. Be fast, when you reach here, you will get to know the details.”

After saying that, he hung up. “She will be here soon.” Dylan said as he continued his examination on Jane. Leonard gaze lingered on Jane's features. Something about her resonated with him.

“Who is she?” Dylan asked, curiosity getting the better of him.

Leonard hesitated before answering him. “I don’t know her. I saw her on the bridge… she was going to jump.”

Dylan’s eyes widened. “You saved her life Leonard?”

Leonard was about to reply when the door of the presidential suit was pushed open, revealing Lucy, who was putting on a short red gown that complimented her skin perfectly.

As she entered, her eyes widened in shock as she saw who was lying on the bed. “Jane? Oh my God, is that…?”