Michael walked slowly into Casey's room. He was speechless, staring at his lover who was still lying in a coma while he had just made love to Mia. Guilt began to creep in, causing pain in his own heart.
'Casey, I'm sorry. I ... I just can't help myself... I need touch, warmth, I need an outlet... I'm stressed waiting for you to wake up,' he thought regretfully.
"Mr. Michael... Are you going to sleep in this room?" asked the nurse who had been on the couch.
Michael turned his gaze to the nurse named Welly, who is an American girl who has natural blind colored hair and is about 170 cm tall.
"Yeah... You'd better sleep in your room..I'll be with Casey," Michael exclaimed with a flat look.
"Okay then, if there is something call me," Welly exclaimed then got up from the couch.
Michael nodded, letting Welly leave the room then he sat on the edge of the bed right next to Casey. he wanted to touch his lover's hair but failed, because he felt dirty because his hands had just been used to touch another girl, Mia.
"Oh my God, why does it feel like this?"
Michael clenched his fists, then stood up and stared at Casey in frustration. he ruffled his hair, pacing unsteadily and always shadowed by Mia's face and body which had poisoned his mind.
'Why does Mia have to love me? Why... Why did she confess her feelings to me? It makes me unable to stop thinking about her, but..." Michael glanced at Casey who looked so pathetic. "But Casey needs me... She looks so pathetic and I owe her happiness."
Drett... Drett...
His phone, which was in his pocket, rang. Michael immediately grabbed the sophisticated object and saw an incoming call from Oskar, then immediately answered it.
"Hello, Oscar?"
"Hey bro. Where are you now? Are you staying at my house?" asked Oskar over the phone.
"Yeah... I'm looking after Casey," Michael replied, glancing at Casey.
"Oh well, then I'm going home. Previously I thought of staying at my girlfriend's apartment but I don't think she will let me rest. So, I better go home because of you. I will make you my reason to go home..."
Michael smiled faintly... "Why is that? don't you have the energy to satisfy her anymore?"
"Don't doubt my abilities, Michael. I'm like this because I'm tired of her. I need a new girl to find fun... This sounds like a jerk, but that's just me... Yeah, I get tired of seeing her like that in a monotone way...I wanted something new and it wasn't my fault because I needed fun... And I guess you do too."
"Hmm... You're right."
"But you are a loyal man, you wait for Casey until whenever…That's good, but I think you're going to explode to contain his unrelenting passion at all," said Oskar, who was so chatty with his perverted brain.
"Yeah . . . Hurry up and go home. We'll play chess together looking after Casey," Michael called.
"Okay..I'll be home after an hour," said Oskar, then the call was disconnected.
Michael put his phone beside him, silent in the shadows of the events with Mia...Yes, for some reason Oskar's words made him feel a little less guilty, making it natural that he made love to Mia who wanted him when Casey couldn't give him anything. Ugh, is it possible that he's starting to be a jerk?
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In Rudolph's majestic mansion, Patricia was sitting relaxed in the gazebo by the pool, enjoying the evening atmosphere while drinking champagne and playing on her phone.
"Patricia!"
Patricia turned to look at the person who called her mother, Liora. The woman who was wearing a red knee-length sexy dress continued to focus on her phone as if she was chatting with someone.
"Patricia, why don't you catch up with Frederica?" Liora asked then sat down beside Patricia.
"I'm lazy," Patricia curtly said.
Liora sighed, glancing at Patricia who was instead focused on chatting. She also took her daughter's phone.
"Are you starting to forget what you have to do? Have you forgotten your goal? Do you want to be in an uncomfortable position here?"
"Mom...I'm tired of seducing Nathan. He doesn't even glance at me," Patricia said wearily.
"Oh, so you're going to give up after mommy tries to make them all believe that Frederica is Nathan's daughter? Are you going to make mom's struggle for nothing?" Liora asked annoyed but her voice was a bit low.
Patricia turned to look at Liora in frustration. "Then what should I do, Mom? What should I do when Nathan never glances at me, even now that he's married to Clara! I'm tired of chasing …. also want to be loved unconditionally..."
Liora stood up, looked at Patricia furiously, and immediately swung her hand towards her daughter's face quickly.
Plakk...
"Mom!"
"Do you think you will be happy just because you are loved? Do you think a man who loves you can fulfill all your needs?" Liora asked curtly.
"But I'm so tired, I can't keep lowering myself to Nathan!" Patricia replied irritably.
"Mommy doesn't care!" Liora confirmed. "Now you have to go to Nathan's house. Make him hate Clara. Mammy doesn't accept rejection. Don't think about falling in love with another man, don't give up chasing this family's treasure, or we'll end up in poverty!"
"But, Mom...!"
"Go away, or mommy will make the man you love die like that damn maid!" Liora exclaimed then immediately left Patricia. Oh, it turns out that she's the mastermind behind the maid's death... That means she's the one who ordered the maid to poison Clara.
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Nathan glanced at Clara who was asleep in his arms. He stroked her cheek gently, then kissed her forehead.
"I don't know what made you feel sad, miserable... I felt like you were in trouble after the poisoning event," he said softly.
Nathan was silent, couldn't stop imagining how terrible the night at his wedding with Clara had been. The shadow caused fear and alarm, considering that the mastermind of the poisoning event had not yet been caught.
Nathan got out of bed, then took his phone which was on the table, and then called one of his trusted people who he asked to investigate the poison case.
"Hello, Felix, is there any progress on the case?" asked Nathan.
"Not yet, sir. Very difficult to investigate because there are no clues at all," answered a person named Felix over the phone. "Sir, but I want to investigate the people who might be the masterminds of the poison case," he continued.
"You mean you will investigate Aunt Liora and Patricia?" asked Nathan.
"Yes, sir. If we can't investigate the case from the side of the perpetrator shown, then we will be investigated from the side of the suspect," explained Felix.
Nathan sighed, remembering Patricia and Liora who were good at hiding things and orchestrating all sorts of plays.
"It's going to be tough but there's no harm in trying. Maybe indeed they were in the case of the poison and the maid accident too….maybe they purposely made the maid die so they can't tell who the real mastermind of the poison case is," he said, occasionally glancing at Clara who was sleeping soundly.
"Yes, sir. I will try my best to solve this case," said Felix.
"Fine then, I'll turn off the phone first," Nathan said then pocketed his cell phone again and was about to walk to the bathroom but suddenly his steps stopped when he heard Clara's voice.
"Michael...Michael...Michael...Michael..."
Nathan was silent when he saw Clara delirious by mentioning Michael's name. Of course, it was a very strange thing for him because his wife even mentioned another man's name which meant that she was thinking about that other man.
"Why... why should Michael? what are you thinking about and what things do you think about him to make you delirious like this?" Nathan wondered with a strange look at Clara that was hiding you until her head was turning left and right as if very nervous....