The Billionaire's Mistake

Chapter 262: Greyson

Back in the hospital, Marcus was snacking on some apples. He glanced at the time a few times wondering when Hazel would get there. He had not called her over to come see him on her lunch breaks today. Should be have called her? He glanced at the clock a few more

times and picked up his phone to call her, only to put it back down.

He was not sure why he was slightly restless. He admitted that he somewhat liked to tease her, but he was not sure why he wanted to see her. When she had left he hospital last night clearly angry it pleased him greatly. But when she left, he wanted to order his men to

bring her back.

The door to Marcus Green's private hospital room opened and two doctors entered, followed by a nurse. Their typical confident strides were replaced by cautious, almost fearful steps as they approached the man lying in the bed. Despite the casts on his left arm and leg, the bandages covering portions of his face and torso, and the various wires and tubes attached to him, an unmistakable aura of power and danger seemed to emanate from Marcus.

"Good morning, Mr. Green," one of the doctors greeted, keeping his tone carefully polite. "How are you feeling today?"

Marcus slowly turned his head towards them, his icy blue eyes scanning their faces briefly before responding in a deep, gravelly voice.

"I've had better days, Doc. But I'm still breathing."

The nurse stepped forward, placing a tray with some fruit and a cup of juice on the rolling table beside the bed. Her hands trembled slightly as she adjusted Marcus' bed into a more upright position. "We'll need to change your bandages," the other doctor stated. "And I have a few questions to go through with you as well."

Marcus gave a curt nod, leaning back against the pillows as the nurse began unwrapping the soiled bandages from his torso. The doctors watched in silence, one of them jotting notes occasionally.

"How was the pain through the night? Were you able to get any sleep?" the first doctor asked once the nurse had finished re-bandaging the wounds.

"The pain meds helped," Marcus replied flatly. "But I didn't sleep much."

The doctor made another note, his expression revealing little. "Any nausea, dizziness, blurred vision?"

"No."

"No hallucinations or confusion?"

across Marcus' lips. "I'm always perfectly clear

your recovery is progressing as expected given the extent of your injuries. But we'll need to keep

evenly. "But with the trauma you

could respond, a firm knock at the door interrupted them. It opened to reveal a large, muscular man in a crisp black

said gruffly. "But there's been an incident I need

the soiled bandages. Marcus gave a subtle nod and they all hastily made their exit, leaving Marcus

the door closed behind them, the guard's expression grew grim. "It's your wife, sir. There was

showed no visible reaction beyond a subtle clenching

but she managed to get away, leading them on a chase through the city."

she alive?"

"she's alive."

she?"

estate

ahead impassively as he processed this

Marcus

sudden, sharp rap at

him. This was Jerry Graziano, a close friend

his eyes fell on Marcus in the hospital bed. "You

towards Jerry, not betraying even a hint of emotion. "Hello, Jerry," he said evenly, almost bored. With a slight nod towards his guard that had just left, he added, "Miguel was just filling me in on

You have a wife now?" Jerry persisted, still appearing utterly dumbfounded as he stepped closer to the

for a piece of fruit from the

at him, clearly bursting with a million questions. "Well?" he finally managed. "What's her name? Who is she? How did I

chewed slowly, seemingly unfazed by Jerry's impatient curiosity. After sighing, he replied in that same infuriatingly casual tone. "Her

dropped, his eyes

years ago?

as he took

me bleeding out on

with the Riccios. Instead of calling an ambulance, she brought me to a doctor she knew who stitched me up." Hepaused, finally meeting Jerry's incredulous gaze. "She lied, and her lies