Semua Bab Silent Amour : Bab 81 - Bab 90

"Why are you here? Just go away, I'm not in the mood to deal with you." Arthur turned his face away, seeing Franklyn in his room. He hated Franklyn's presence the most if you say so. With no words, Franklyn approached the elder. Kneeling beside Arthur, Franklyn started to treat Arthur's wound which was caused by Adler. When the reality hit, Arthur jolted up from his place, soon his hand finding Franklyn's neck. "Dare to touch me, you little piece of shit." Arthur's words were rude but were not rude enough to hurt Franklyn. "You are hurt... Let me help you to apply some ointment or else you will have inflammation. This isn't good for your health." Franklyn tried so hard to be tough. He, himself, only knew how scared he was right now. "I don't need your concern," Arthur yanked the younger and Franklyn landed on the floor with a loud yelp of pain. Once again, Arthur lay on the bed, trying to ignore the little creature present in his room. Once again, the stinging pain was caused b

The doctor came out of the ICU, and a deep sigh left his mouth. Eryx rushed there, heart palpitating each second. "Is he okay? How is he doing? Was the wound deep?" "Calm down, Mister; he is doing fine, we get rid of the bullet, and he will wake up soon." Patting the latter with an assurance, the Doctor walked away from him. Eryx slumped his shoulder, tears gushed out of his eyes freely. He hadn't reached the precinct yet to hand over the abducted girl, No one knew where they were. Backup police might be looking for them in the forest. Nothing reached his mind since Braylon was hanging between the life and death thread. When the hem of the shirt was tucked down, he wiped his tears and looked down. The little girl was afraid and trembling. "Uncle, when will we go home?" She sobbed. Eryx took the girl in his arms, wiping her tears gently. "We will go home soon. Hmm!" He forced a faint smile, The girl hugged the elder tightly, nodding in his embrace. "Julie" Mrs Anderson stomped i

As Eryx stepped into the house, a series of thoughts struck him, but it was quickly overshadowed by the sound of laughter echoing from the dining room. His father greeted him with a warm smile, but Eryx's mind was elsewhere, fixated on the voice he heard – Amy's voice. He felt a knot form in his stomach as he realized she was here, which he hated the most. If his dad didn't call him a fourth time, he wouldn't pick it up and agreed to come home for dinner. It had been only two days, Braylon woke up from the coma and leaving him alone was not convincible for him. To the kind information, Braylon was not actually alone since Adler had returned, and his parents were beside him, and his friends as well. Being overdramatic, Eryx almost made a scene about going to dinner and leaving Braylon behind. And the whole bunch of people had to convince him and kick him out of the hospital. The pile of work had been left behind by the detectives, yet here, Eryx, being stubborn, stayed at his side an

"Gosh! You aren't a child, Eryx. Stay out of my bed." Braylon pushed the latter away yet Eryx was stubborn to lay beside the male. "It had been so long since we cuddled," Eryx whined, trying to climb up the bed while Braylon blocked him completely. "Are you for real? I'm a patient. Treat me like one," Braylon growled low-key when the painkillers wore off; the pain struck his body, making the back hair stand straight. "Baby, are you okay?" Eryx's heart palpitated when Braylon's expression changed to discomfort. He held the latter gently, eyes held deep concern with pain. "I'm okay, it's just I got strained. Nothing to worry about," Eryx embraced Braylon softly, planted a deep affectionate peck on his crown, rubbing his shoulder soothingly. Braylon could hear the pounding sound of Eryx's heart, showing how scared he was just now. Braylon involuntarily chuckled, wrapping his hand around Eryx's waist. "I make you worry, I'm sorry." He said. "No, I... I don't like seeing you in pain." E

Eryx began his investigation by interviewing the museum staff and reviewing security footage. He asked Franklyn and Revilla to take the footage to see if it had been tampered with. Meanwhile, Alex started to investigate the staff, and Eryx was roaming around to collect any evidence if there was any. The museum was a sprawling old building with high ceilings and large, echoing halls. Eryx methodically checked each exhibit room, glancing at the glass cases and the security setups. The museum director, Thompson, hovered nearby. "Do you think it could have been an inside job?" Thompson asked. "It's too early to say," Eryx replied, scanning the marble floor for any signs of disturbance. "But we have to consider all possibilities." Alex, meanwhile, was talking to the employees in the break room. Most were shocked that anything had gone missing at all. The security guards seemed especially rattled, one of them, a young woman named Clara, couldn't stop fidgeting with her keychain. "It’s