Chapter Fifty

Justin’s POV

Contrary to what everyone believed, I was fine. I wasn’t hurt as bad as they thought neither did Jake stab me as deeply as they thought. I mean he didn’t even use a real knife but rather a Swiss knife which was not only small but also short. Jake had stabbed me, yeah but it wasn’t to kill me but rather to hurt me because he knew I’d caught him at a tight corner and he’d be going to jail either way.

I was laid on the bed in my hospital room, with my back turned against the door because I was pretending to be sleeping. I didn’t want to see anyone because I was mortified. I’d even told my bodyguard, Jamal to stand outside the door and prevent anyone from entering, and had also told the doctor that I didn’t want to receive any visitors. Why? Because I saw that video of me.

The video of me fainting the minute I saw my blood.

How embarrassing was it for a twenty-eight-year-old man to faint at the sight of his own blood? Now I was never going to be able to look at my staff at