Ethan's pov"Make sure that the wound is not exposed to water. It is better to avoid activities that require a lot of movement on your arm for a while because it is possible for the wound to rub or open." I wrapped the arm that I had just stitched up with waterproof tape to keep the wound moist.The man I was treating winced softly as I closed the wound. Then he clenched his hands into fists while squeezing the sheets of the patient bed he was sitting on. "So when should I come back, Doc?" I saw his face still grimacing, feeling the throbbing in his arm.I finished what I was doing, moving from there to my desk after having made sure to give her an explanation. "You can come back after seven days. We'll see what the wound looks like." I prescribed the only medicine he needed. Then he tore off the paper and handed it over. "Here, take the medicine for the pain and apply an antibiotic to the wound. That should make a difference after 24 hours."The man took the paper from my hand as he

Sa Sarah’s POV I, who had only stayed at Lila's house for a day, never thought I would move out of the house so soon. "Can we at least wait for Lila to return from work first?" I turned to her, who had now moved from opening the car door for me and sitting on the seat later. He glanced back at me. "Didn't I call her earlier, and she agreed? I told her over the phone, and she understood the situation. The sooner, the better, your wounds also need to be treated seriously, so it's just as well." He responded with his focus on the road now that the car was moving. I sighed softly, also turning my gaze towards the front. Many things were going on in my head. Firstly, I still hadn't prepared myself to go and live with him, and secondly. I felt sorry for Lila. Lila had prepared a lot of things for my moving into her apartment, but I left her after a day of staying there. I felt terrible that her preparations seemed like a waste, even though I was the one who asked to be able to stay with

Sarah’s POV"Where did I put it, huh?" I turned my head right and left, moving quickly to find the medicine I still had to carry. "Last time I put it here, or did I leave it on the kitchen table?"I couldn't remember last night. I did manage to take my medicine out and take it there, but it felt like I had already taken it with me.I stayed silent for a while, trying to review my memory to find it. "If I left it on the kitchen table, Ethan would've returned it to me." Given that she hadn't come, then that meant I had put them away, but I didn't know where."Oh my!" I exclaimed with a sigh and then sat limply on the bottom edge of the bed while my hands rifled through the bag I had placed on the bed. "How could I forget?" I couldn't believe I had put it in the bag since last night.After eating dinner and drinking downstairs, I returned the medicine to the room and immediately put it in the bag so I wouldn't forget to bring it. I couldn't believe I remembered that I still had to carry

Ethan's povI stretched my tie, catching a glimpse of it that felt a little distracting. It's not that this kind of formal look doesn't suit my taste. It's just that it makes me remember things I don't want to.I removed the tie from my clothes, placing it on the table unceremoniously. While breathing more freely, I tapped my fingers on the table, making a sound that played like a background in that quiet place.A knock sounded on the door, and I turned my eyes towards it. "Sir, it's me, Dave." A familiar voice came from behind the door."Come in." I turned the chair in my room towards the door, seeing the person come inside with his face lowered after briefly meeting my gaze."Afternoon, sir." He bowed, standing about a meter away from me. "I came to report what you asked."I delegated the investigation to Alex some time ago because I thought it would be faster if I found out about it my way rather than waiting for Sarah to gather all the evidence.The woman had no acquaintances rega

Sarah's povI turned my head and saw Alex there. Instantly, my mood improved because I had been meeting and getting positive vibes from my surroundings all day. It suddenly became gloomy and bad just because of seeing him in the same place as me.My eyes stared cynically and sharply at him, filled with distaste. "It's none of your business what I'm busy doing," I answered him curtly, turning away from him and staring bemusedly in the other direction because I honestly didn't want to respond to him. "Lila, let's go." I looked at Lila, who was still sitting there while Ethan's hand was already in mine, and I wanted to dance him out.But Alex blocked my way. He stood right before me and forced me to stop my steps."I am your husband," Alex emphasised that sentence with great insistence. The way he spoke and his attitude made me extremely disgusted. What was it about him that just said that after all this time, I expected him to act like that?Why is it that when I expected him to treat m