Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Ariana responded calmly, “This practice room belongs to my group. You should vacate it immediately.”

“It belongs to you?” Carl scoffed and sneered, “It was yours. Now it’s ours. Is there an issue with us using it?”

Ariana stood her ground and retorted, “The production team has designated practice rooms for each team. We shouldn’t share or lend them out.”

Carl sneered, “Do these doomed teams still bother practicing for the next round? What’s the point guys?”

He glanced at his buddies behind him, and they nodded in agreement.

“Who is saying such nasty words this early in the morning?” A strong voice came from outside the door, and Ariana turned to find an irate Tom bursting through the door.

Woodrow outside, Tom’s temper flared when he heard Carl’s remark, prompting him

and continued to taunt, “You couldn’t humiliate yourself

again?” Tom

to fight? Bring it on! I’ll show you what I’m

snapped and threw a punch. People from both sides immediately stepped in, and chaos

up the fight, but

the sound system, causing her forehead to bleed and

Tom pushed Carl aside, picked up

heard the commotion and peeked out to check what was going on. They saw Tom rushing out,

of the incident and shared

of young men with

and sat on the hospital bed, her face drained of color. Her forehead was wrapped in bandages, to prevent further blood loss. Her pale lips made her appear even more fragile