All Chapters of His Triantafyllo: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

THIRD PERSON'S POV The hard metal of the chair he was sitting on scraped his thighs. Letting out a deep sigh,he closed his eyes shut again.He looked tired and exhausted but his eyes were hopeful. Those hopeful deep eyes of his also held a distinct emotion he only felt once in life till now. Scared Xander was scared, terrified of what might come out the mouth of the Doctor who has been working for him for years.He has never gotten any news in hospital that would make his smile or make his heart relieved or make him thank anyone. That's the reason he never trusted these big buildings known to save people's lives but at the end, he also knew, on this earth, besides the so called god he doesn't believe in, doctors are the one who might be able to save lives of fragile humans. It was in buman nature, to try.Try everything they can , go to anyone they think can help them in miserable time of their lives. And so was the case for Xander too.The billionaire couldn't help but resort

THIRD PERSON'S POV_______________________________________________________________________________________The plush leather seat was pressed under the heavy weight of doctor's rear. Xander took the place next to him, his strong hands on steering wheel.The soft breeze outside was the only sound that could be heard from the half open window on the doctor's side.The silence that prevailed in the car was proof how much tensed the atmosphere was. It's like you know a big block of stone is going to fall over you but you can't do anything about it, you can't move to get away nor can you stop it.You can just wait but the wait seems endless as you can see the block of stone coming but don't really know when it will fall on you.Mike had no idea how to tell the person sitting right next to him of his wife's condition. His heart clenched at the thought. His eyes swayed to the young billionaire every two minutes.His broad shoulders tensed, teeth grinding ever so tightly again each other as h

THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ SAME DAY A FEW HOURS BEFORE Elray was getting ready to go meet his precious sister. Honestly, he hasn't been this happy in so long. It almost feels surreal. Looking into the mirror, he smiles at the man in navy blue three piece suit. He looked good! Yes!He mentally patted himself on his back.Only if his wife could notice that.... But that's not something he's going to stress over today.Today, he has decided to be happy so he's going to be happy. And that's the only thing that matters. Quickly walking out of his room and stepping down the glass stairs, his gaze went to big mahogany doors towards the left side, leading to the party hall. Subconsciously, without realising it, his feet took him towards the hall and slowly, he opened the big, wide doors. On entering inside, the first thing he gaze went to, was the high top ceiling, where the chandelier from yesterday had

THIRD PERSON'S POV _______________________________________________________________________________________ On the other hand, Lucas was still in the hospital. The small hand was somewhere between nine and ten and the bigger hand was a little past seven indicating it was around twenty five minutes approximately before clock struck ten at night. Eyes fixed on the clock hanging on the wall in front of him, he dragged a hand hand down his face to rub away his tiredness. Mike had returned to hospital about an hour ago but hadn't said anything to Lucas about anything. Nor there was any trace of Xander Knight. He couldn't help but wonder where was Xander or why he wasn't here at the hospital yet? As far as he knew, that jerk claimed to love Scarlett so where was he now? Lucas had wanted to get up and ask doctor what he and Xander did talk about but the very next minute, he saw Ryan Kingsley and his wife with a little kid, entering the corridor and heading for Scarlett's room. Knowing

THIRD PERSON'S POV __________________________________________________________ "You made me do it."His voice was laved with disgust, as if he was repulsed by his own self. Karla's eyes widened at her son's words.She made him do it? No, she wouldn't ever do that to him. Never. He was her son and she always wanted to protect and love him. "No, baby. You didn't do anything. Why are you saying so?" She tried to approach him slowly. "You are wrong. I did it. I was a part of it. If only I knew......If only I knew I wouldn't have ever let you done that." He grabbed the ends of his hair, his voice boiled in agony of his own actions, he could feel something heavy in his chest, weighing him down. "What you didn't know?" Karla sat down beside her son and put her hand on his shoulder to comfort him. She has never seen him like this.Never in her life, has she seen her son so much broken and sad, not even when she refused him to marry Nicole. "That..." He hiccuped a little before contin