Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

"Does this have something to do with Debra?" Kale was puzzled.

Drake turned to leave without answering. He simply ordered, "Clean up the scene. Lock them up and interrogate them. If they won't talk, just deal with them."

Outside the Jovial Hotel, Juan hobbled along, dragging his injured leg. Blood trailed behind him, leaving a winding path to the apartment building across the street.

Inside the apartment, William had dozed off while waiting.

A sudden noise from the door woke him up. He jumped off the couch and rushed over, only to see Juan collapse at the entrance.

"My God, how did you lose so much blood again?" he muttered, helping Juan up.

Being a doctor wasn't easy. He had been flying all over the world to work at multiple sites. Treating the wealthy was highly remunerative, but it was exhausting.

"Let me check your wounds."

"It's a knife wound."

William lifted Juan's pants leg. His thigh was covered in blood, and the leg he used to walk on had a prosthetic. The area around the prosthetic's joint was swollen, and blood had begun to drip.

"Did you run here?"

"Yeah."

got into

Juan didn't reply.

your

Juan remained silent.

you know how expensive that

mention the damage at the amputated site was

sighed, "You can't walk on this

"How long?"

"A month."

"No way."

"Then two weeks."

"No."

find another doctor. I'm

back, driven by his ethics as

you dragged the treatment on for too long. Sure, it was ruined, but it didn't have to be amputated. Why did you make that choice? You could've just kept the leg, even if it wasn't pretty. You care too