His Bride: Being the mafia’s princess

Don didn’t leave his position even when Lillian was out of the room already. His gaze remained on Rex, but his mouth didn’t utter a word.

Seeing Rex this way uplifted the burning rage inside of him. His face might be void of emotions, but his mind wasn’t and this increased his determination to find the criminal.

Rex lowered his gaze all these while. He couldn’t understand why his boss was vividly staring at him all through. He wondered what he could be thinking in his head, but this was Don, his boss after all. Nobody could read his thoughts or guess his next action.

The nurses from earlier walked in shortly.

“We would like to take him for the CT scan now.” One of them announced before they walked past Don to Rex.

Don took a last glance at Rex and walked out of the room without a word. Drake and Draco were standing not too far and when they saw him coming, they ran to meet with him.

“Where is she?” He asked, glancing at the both of them.

“She went outside to take fresh air.” Drake replied and heaved a quiet sigh afterward.

Don paused to observe the environment and scoffed as he raised a brow.

“It isn’t hot here.” He was staring at Drake now as he stated the obvious.

“I don’t know, but that was she said.” Drake was trying so hard not to stutter, and he hoped Lillian didn’t come there at that moment.

“She is here, boss.” Draco announced, and their attention diverted to her.

Her footsteps reduced when she noticed their gazes all on her.

Drake’s eyes widened, but it didn’t last long as he tried to avoid raising suspicions from his boss.

“Take her home.” Don ordered and signalled Draco to come with him as they walked out of the restroom.

Drake felt a surge of relief through him instantly as he heaved a sigh and lowered his head.

“What just happened?” Lillian asked no one in particular. Her face was looking puzzled but almost immediately, it turned into a frown when her eyes met with Drake’s.

She turned away from him and began to walk away.

“Wait up!” He uttered, running after her immediately.

AT KINDRED HOSPITAL*

“Where is Antonio Felix Brown’s ward?” Draco said to the receptionist.

“Hold on, please.” She raised a finger as she began to type into her computer. After a few seconds, she paused and glanced at him.

“He is in the third ward on the left side.”

Draco took the lead while Don followed behind this time. Shortly, they found the ward and Draco stayed behind as usual and Don went inside without a word.

He saw Sir Antonio already up and his daughter, Diana was there by his side. He was resting back on the headboard.

His face lit up in a smile immediately he saw Don.

“You came?” He said to no one in particular.

“Excuse us, Diana.” He uttered again, turning to face his daughter.

She heaved a low sigh and glanced at Don before walking out of the room.

“Come on, have a seat here.” Sir Antonio stated, tapping on the space beside him.

Don took slow strides towards him and took a space near him like had demanded as it brought more smiles to his face.

“It’s a good thing you came to visit. I almost thought you wouldn’t come.”

“I didn’t mean for any of that to happen. Brandon pushed me to the wall, and he almost got what he deserved.” Don explained, as if feeling guilty for what he did.

“Do you really believe he had something to do with what happened at my party?”

“My gut feeling says so.” Don’s facial expression was looking so cold as those words escaped his lips.

Sir Antonio chuckled and sucked in his breath, but didn’t say anything immediately.

“You remind me so much of your father.” He stated out of the blue with his head lowered as his eyes remained fixed on the bed.

Don’s body went numb immediately he heard those words.

“Right from his looks down to his temperamental nature.”

“Your father was a good friend of mine, it was just so unfortunate that he left so quickly.” He smiled and lifted his head.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“I don’t ever wish to be like him.” Don blurted out, his knuckles clenched in a fist by his side.

Sir Antonio paused for a while to observe him.

“You’re still holding grudges against him?” He raised a brow at Don.

The atmosphere was already beginning to feel too tense for Don, and he stood to his feet immediately.

“Enough about him. What did the doctor say happened to you?” His face was void of emotions.

“Are you trying to divert the discussion?” Sir Antonio asked the obvious with a quizzical look.

“Should I go and find out from the doctor, myself?” Don asked back, this time his eyes were fixed on him.

He lowered his head and exhaled before he drifted his gaze back to Don.

“I’m doing fine, as you can see.” He chuckled out, but Don still didn’t look satisfied.

He could observe that this man on the bed didn’t look fine, and he could tell with how he had lost weight recently.

This new expression of Don was observable by Sir Antonio and he chuckled again.

“What happened at the meeting was just because I talked too much. I mean, I’m getting older each day so, it’s only normal for these things to happen.” He explained with a smile.

“They were just reminders.” He added.

Don didn’t say a word as he just continued to stare at him.

“I’ll take my leave now.” He finally said, clasping his hands together behind him.