"I'll take care of it, you clean up in the back." Kate interrupted me and stood in front of the man with a smile and I released a relieved breath.
Thank god..!
"Hello, sis."
My eyes widened in surprise and stared at the two people in front of me.
What? Sister?
Kate is this horrible man's sister?!
"3 years of not seeing each other and this is what you're doing? Scaring my staff?" I tried not to hear their conversation but it was difficult and I could only pretend to go to the cashier counter and calculate today's income.
"Nice decorations, I like the flowers." I tried not to wince at the man's sarcasm.
D*mn, so it was really him who sent, no, not sent but put the flowers in my room?!
How could that be?
Isn't my apartment locked?!
I heard Kate let out a long sigh, "Leave her alone." She said and I hope he listened to his sister's words.
God, help!
Kate, help!
"I'm sorry, it can't be that easy. I owe her my life." He replied and startled me.
Huh? Owe me a life?
What does that mean?
Then when I lifted my gaze to the man, he was already looking at me with a smirk, knowing that I had been listening to them.
"It's good to know she works for you, take care of her." He said lightly before turning around but not without a wink towards me who was frozen in place staring at him.
It wasn't long before the 2 people who came with Richard followed him from behind and Richard walked up to Kate who was currently looking at me with a confused look, between pity and shock.
"How is it?" Kate asked her lover who was currently also looking at me.
"Let's talk," he said quietly and I couldn't help but follow them to the far end of the table.
"Paula, Liam, take care for a moment and could you please bring 2 Americano and 1 latte hazelnut, please" Kate ordered the other two workers who were currently staring at us in confusion because they didn't know what was happening.
Sitting still, I smiled as Paula placed the coffee and latte for me on the table.
To release the tension, I sip my drink, glad that Kate remembers I can't really drink coffee because of my stomach problem.
"You're the doctor who helped Brad?" Richard opens the conversation and I raise a confused eyebrow at him.
"Who's Brad?" I asked innocently and made Kate smile sadly.
"See, she's so innocent, Richard." Kate commented as she sighed heavily and shook her head disapprovingly.
Richard just smiled and drank his coffee before speaking, "That guy from earlier."
My mouth formed an O, because I just found out his name.
I shrugged, "I just know the name of that horrible man is Brad." I said and Kate burst out laughing after hearing my comment. "What?!" I asked quickly, confused why she was laughing out loud like that.
Richard also looked amused to hear it but tried to hide it.
"Do you know who he is?" He asked quietly and I shook my head again to answer him, "I see." He said with a nodded head.
"Is he famous? I just thought he's a gangster." I asked and again, it made the two people in front of me laugh out loud again.
"What?!" I was confused for the second time.
"You're really busy studying huh, little girl, " Richard commented, which was agreed by Kate beside him as if I wasn't here and made me roll my eyes, “Why do you think that?” He added.
I look up to think and answer him for a minute,"Clothing style? Chest tattoo and gunshot wound?" I replied casually like we’re talking about the weather today.
“Gunshot wound?" Richard asked quietly with a raised brow.
I nodded, "He was injured a few nights ago when I was on night duty and helped him remove a bullet from his stomach, that's all." I said briefly and this time they widened their eyes after hearing my explanation. “Why?" I asked them.
"That's why he said he owes you his life, you helped him back then," Kate explained and I just nodded.
Is that it?
"No need for him to show his scary face then, just pay my education debt, it's done." I said jokingly but Kate and Richard looked at me seriously which made me laugh. "I'm kidding." I added and made them smile a little.
Yes, what I said at the time was just a joke. I never thought of asking someone to pay the debt I had for my education, even to someone who said he owed me his life.
I'm a doctor, helping people is like an obligation, nothing more.
However, the next day when I received a call from the university I was surprised to find that my joking remark was taken seriously.
"Paid off? How has it paid off?" I asked the admin who gave me the receipt for my medical education.
"Just this morning, there were funds coming in with details for your repayment." I gaped at his explanation.
My remaining education debt was still $29,000, who would...
My. God....
I just remembered… ‘No need for him to show his scary face then, just pay my education debt, it's done.’
Did he really pay for it?
But that's....
"Thank you." I said to the admin and took the receipt before rushing out and grabbing my cell phone from my bag.
Beep…
‘Yes, Dwyne’
"Kate, he really paid my debt, I was just joking Kate, how is this?" I hurriedly said breathlessly, panicking to the woman who knew about the words I said.
I knew what bad things gangsters could do and didn't want anything to do with such dangerous people.
She sighed.
'Because for them the debt of life is very high.' She explained as if paying that much money to me was a small thing.
"But..."
'At least with this you won't be bothered anymore, isn't this what you want?' She continued and I fell silent.
That man's life is worth $29,000!. Wow, that's more than the hospital treatment.
"Then, I should just shut up?" I asked quietly because I didn't know how to return this money.
'Just say thank you.' she suggested and I sighed.
That I can do, but it doesn't seem right...
"Ok, thank you, Kate."
'Bye.'
If it's true that with this they won't bother me anymore, I guess I can accept it… Right?
But is it true that I won't be bothered by him anymore?
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