Since then several specialist doctors have asked for my help and it has been two days since he’s moved to an inpatient room, but I only told my junior colleague to monitor him because today I also have two neurology surgeries scheduled with Dr. Stefan, so I can only visit him when he's asleep."Thank you for your hard work doctor." Dr Stefan said to me as we finished the operation and he went to the senior doctor's room.I nodded my head respectfully before sighing and walking towards the doctor's internship room.It was 1am in the morning and I was thinking of visiting Bradley before getting some rest, so I turned around and walked towards a different direction.Ping..Being in a different building, I walked out of the elevator and saw 2 guards standing at the entrance of the VVIP ward. Yes, the entire 7th floor VVIP cannot be entered except by the patient's family from Bradley and authorized hospital employees.Dr. Patrick explained that not only for security but also to avoid any u
I was asked to rest while they checked for concussion or internal bleeding as my face was now severely swollen."Are you alright doctor Dwyne?" Asked the senior nurse named Mona who helped me ice my swollen eyes and gave me the repellent I had requested since my head started throbbing, "Why are you that reckless instead of asking for help from his guards outside?" She sighed and looked worried.Yes, all bystanders must have thought this was horrible, because my face was so swollen that it was difficult for me to open my eyes.D*mn, I didn't expect him to hit me so quickly and make me who has this martial arts basic ashamed of my carelessness."What happened to the attacker?" I asked, wondering if she knew anything about it.She shrugged, " I heard that the guards took care of it and brought it straight to the police station." She replied before going out and continuing her work, leaving me alone in the doctor room.I sighed while throwing my head in the pillow to get some sleep since
I took a long nap the moment my bed hit me. It was 3PM when I woke up and decided to order Chinese food since I’m too lazy to cook anything. If I could actually, you know how bad I am with cooking. While waiting, I decided to take a bath and I sat in the tub for a long time until I figured if my skin got any more pruned, someone would throw me into a bag of nuts. Haha.. what a lame joke. I grab a raw meat and put it on my swollen face before settling in front of the TV in my short pants and pink tank top without wearing any bra, thinking of just staying at home. Ting.. tong… By the time my dinner came, I was watching Tom Cruise in his new movies and groaned loudly when I had to pause it and I had to open the door to take my dinner. “Wait for me, baby.” I shout to Tom Cruise before I open the front door only to get frozen when I know that it isn’t the person I expected. I wanted to say that my stomach didn’t flip when I saw him standing in front of me, looking pissed off handso
There are different kind of people in this world, the ones that can look like a model without putting in much effort, secondly the one that requires heavy make-up to look flawless and lastly the one that looks like someone who has been beaten up and then thrown out and hit by a bus so that whatever is done will not be able to compete with the first or second. Staring at the man standing in front of me who I guess falling into the first category made me smile in annoyance because I knew that my current appearance would definitely fall into the third category. D*mn…!! Didn't he just get out of the hospital? I can even see the bandages around his stomach, but why he still looks that stunningly handsome is beyond my imagination… I sighed before taking a seat again in front of my food. “So, what are you doing here?” I asked and continued eating my forgotten Chinese food. He walked to my refrigerator and stood there for a second before grabbing a bottle of water and drinking it then s
My eyes widened when we stopped in front of the place. “Olio e Piu? Don't we have to make a reservation first? It's not a restaurant you can just walk into like that, Brad." Was my comment still in shock. I stared dumbfounded at the expensive restaurant and refused to get out of the car. With my clothes and appearance like this?! God, I could die of embarrassment. The man called Bradley just stared at me silently before letting out a long breath "You don't want to come here?" He asked and I rolled my eyes at his stupid question. Duh... "Find somewhere else that's casual, please." I suggest politely and make him stare at me. He sighed, "Do you know that your appearance already beats all the women who wear heavy make-up and expensive clothes without even trying?" I had to blink a few times after hearing his words. Is he serious?! They are the most beautiful words anyone has ever said to me. Sh*t! Calm down my heart... calm down... "Thank you." I whispered in embarrassment a
"Take care of things here," Bradley said to Marco who nodded his head before he put away his gun and put it back in his trouser pocket as if it was just a wallet instead of a weapon. O God, how can he be that calm! I thought in surprise and gasped in shock as he hoisted me again as if I were a sack of potatoes instead of a human being. "Brad... What are you doing, your wound could actually reopen!" I said in panic but he just growled and ignored my words as he started walking with me on his shoulder towards the back door. Bang... Bang! Again the sound of gunfire was heard, but the man holding me continued to walk casually with me as if what happened there was not a gunfight that could hurt everyone there. The car we were using to get here stopped just as we opened the back door and Brad quickly opened the passenger door and took me inside. However, just as I thought he was about to get in with me into the car, I widened my eyes in shock as he closed the door without getting in w
Taking out the cream that Scarlet had given me at the cafe, I slowly applied the cream to my battered face again after taking a long soak in my bathtub. Letting out a sigh of relief, I grabbed my clothes and put them on before walking out to the delicious bed that was waiting for me. Yes, no matter how tired I am, I will definitely take a bath before going to bed, because I hate the sticky feeling on my skin from sweat or dust. Looking towards my Iphone which I placed on my bedside table, I saw that there were 4 missed call and text notifications. Deciding to take a look, fearing it was from the hospital or something urgent, I furrowed my brows when I realized it was from an unknown number. Huh? Who is this? I thought and opened the text only to be wide-eyed in shock when I read it. The first text: ‘Have you arrived yet, la mia donna?’ Donna... There was only one person who called me that. Bradley... How did he get my phone number?! Ugh. I shouldn't have been surprised. It's
The next day, I didn't see Bradley anywhere. 'Strange' I thought but continued to get on with things and work as usual. Using a thick powder coated with a lot of BB cream, the bruises on my cheeks almost disappeared, well, almost, but by the time I got to the hospital, news of my bravery had apparently spread and I could only smile when everyone asked me about it. Because I was busy at the hospital, I didn't have time to think about the strangeness of having no news of someone. But the next day I didn't hear or see him again. Strange, it's been 2 days since I didn’t hear from him, is he okay? I thought in wonder and picked up my phone thinking is it necessary to contact him? I quickly shook my head and put my phone back down. Maybe he's busy, I thought and decided not to call him. Then on the third day when I came to the hospital, everyone gathered because there were some new workers joining the hospital today, 5 nurses and 2 specialist doctors. I, who was planning to take pu