All Chapters of On His Knees: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

The young couple in the hospital room was surprised.The man gently patted the dust off Micah's clothes and kindly asked, "Do you need anything, young one? Where's your mother?"Micah scratched his palm nervously before gathering his courage to say, "Sir, my mom's sick, and she's very cold. Could you lend us a blanket? I'll trade you my guardian angel pendant for it. Please, will you help her?"After a slight hesitation, the man reached into the cabinet, retrieved a new blanket still sealed in plastic, and passed it to Micah. "Here, take this. I hope your mother recovers soon."The stranger's kindness left Micah speechless. Perhaps it was all the hardships he'd been through that night. He clutched the blanket tightly, murmuring thank you over and over."Thank you, sir. Thank you, ma'am. Thank you both."The man waved his hand to stop him. "Don't mention it. We didn't buy this blanket. The founder of this hospital, Mr. Shepherd, provided this. He gave one to every patient's family

Ruby, as if she had finally worn herself out, gestured for the bodyguards to let Micah go. She raised her foot and brought it down hard on his bruised face, her expression feigning pity.She scornfully remarked, "See? Even your father didn't want you. How tragic."The elevator doors slowly slid shut. Only Micah remained, his small frame curled tight against the cold tile floor.I dropped to my knees beside him, knowing that it was hopeless but still trying to lift him anyway. It was completely useless.The hospital doors were already closed. No one would dare help Micah without Walter's permission.The blood at the corner of Micah's lips dried. His eyelids fluttered weakly, but he couldn't open them. Only the plastic-covered blanket in his arms made a soft, crinkling sound.The guardian angel pendant he always wore around his neck was gone, lost somewhere. Only a pale line remained where the chain had rested, the last trace that someone had once loved him.I didn't know how long

The swelling on Micah's face had gone down a little, and the nurse had cleaned the blood from his lips. However, that only made his injuries clearer, especially the handprint.It was clear that someone had struck him hard.Walter stood motionless. He stared at Micah, his hands balled into fists.Ruby's voice trembled as she spoke. "Walter?"She'd gotten the news from the hospital earlier that morning. A woman's body had been found in the hallway with a six-year-old child at her side.Ruby had been putting on makeup when she heard the news. Her grip tightened on her lipstick, crushing it until it broke in two.She knew Walter very well after spending years by his side. She knew how impossible that man could be. He was always fixated on what he couldn't have. Once, that person had been her. But now…A chill of dread coiled in her chest.So when Ruby learned that Walter was looking for her, she carefully applied a frail, sickly makeup look, even layering foundation over her lips u

"Then get on your knees and ask for Micah's forgiveness," Walter commanded.Ruby stared at him, stunned, but the sharp pain in her scalp gave her little choice. "Fine. I'll kneel."She sank to her knees, begging Micah over and over. "Micah, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I'll never do it again."Every word was raw with pain.I watched, cold and unmoved. It brought me no satisfaction. Even if she begged until her voice gave out, it wouldn't fix what she'd done to Micah.Then, a doctor mustered his courage and spoke up. "Mr. Shepherd, I need to report something!"The sudden declaration made everyone turn at once, Ruby most of all. A sharp wave of dread coursed through her.Walter's eyes narrowed, his voice icy. "Go ahead."The doctor swallowed hard, his words tumbling out. "I need to report our department head, George Wade, for taking bribes, conspiring with patients to falsify medical records, and..."His gaze flicked to Micah on the bed, a flicker of pity in his expression.