Betrothed To The Cold Billionaire

I wiped my face and walked out of the restroom before heading back to the waiting room. Like I had expected, neither Adrian’s father nor his aunt were there yet. I guess they were still busy with whatever they were doing at the mortuary. How disgusting!

I didn’t sit down for a minute before the door to the surgery room was opened from the inside and the doctors came out with Adrian on the bed they were wheeling out. I stood up immediately and walked towards them.

“How is he doing? Is he okay???” I asked in concern as I stared at his unconscious body that was being rolled into another ward.

“You’re his wife right??” A doctor which I recognized to be the one that treated Grandpa Henry asked me.

“Yes doctor. I’m his wife. How’s he??” I asked again.

“You don’t need to worry because the surgery was very successful. He’s fine now.” He answered.

“But why is he still unconscious??”

“It’s as a result of the anesthesia given to him. He’ll wake up in a few hours so you don’t need worry much.” He assured.

“Okay.. thank you. Thank you so much.” I answered and was about to head towards the ward Adrian was in when I suddenly recalled something so I called him back.

“Sorry.. what’s your name??” I asked him.

“Uhm.. Carlson.. Dr. Carlson.” He answered as he stared at me in confusion, probably wondering what I was getting at.

I smiled happily when he said that. His name is the one that was written on the DNA test result that was sent to Adrian earlier today. Also, I remembered the day Grandpa Henry was admitted.

He had a private discussion with Adrian and I’m very sure it’s because of the test result. I mean, what else could it be? I stared around us suspiciously before turning back to look at him.

“Can we talk in a place more private?” I requested.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Sure.. you can come with me to my office. It’s this way.” He said as he led the way. We got to his office and he offered me a seat opposite him.

“I can see whatever you want to discuss with me must be very serious.” He said.

“Yes, I wanted to know what you talked about with my husband that day his Grandfather was admitted.” I demanded, without mincing any words.

“I don’t really understand what you’re saying ma’am.”

“You know very well what I’m saying and I what the truth. What did you discuss with my husband?” I asked again.

“I’m sorry ma’am.. I can’t answer your question.”

“Why’s that? Because my husband told you to keep it a secret?” I asked and he nodded as a way of saying yes.

“Alright… what if I told you that I’ve seen the test results already, then would you tell me about the secret you’re hiding?”

“You know.. it would be better for the both of us if he tells you all these himself. I can’t be the person you’ll hear it from.”

“How can I do that if he’s injured and still unconscious?” I asked.

“But still…”

“Look doctor.. all I want to know is what the test is about. You can tell that my husband’s injuries are not natural. Just in a week, two people from the same family have been admitted into the hospital all because of suspicious accidents.”

“Do you think this would be the end?? Clearly, my husband can’t do anything because of his injuries and that test result can be the only thing I to keep him save so please, just tell me what it’s about.” I pleaded desperately.

The doctor stared at me quietly for a while. Then, he sighed deeply before saying;

“I’m not really supposed to tell you about this but…”

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As I stared at Adrian’s unconscious body, I couldn’t help but think about what the doctor had said. Even though I had already known that Williams was responsible for Grandpa Henry’s accident, seeing all of the evidence still made me shock.

The old man was his father but he didn’t think twice before pushing him down the stairs. I stared at the pictures of Grandpa Henry’s bruised chest and the photocopy of the DNA test result I had collected from the doctor.

This might not really be enough to send that man and his mistress to jail but it can wreck them for sometime. I just need more concrete evidence of the other crimes that they had committed.

Alex!! Yeah, Alex would be a very good asset since he’s awake already but I doubt he would tell me anything since we haven’t met once. I don’t really know if he’s aware I’m his brother’s wife.

The only way I can meet him without any complications is through Adrian but that doesn’t seem to be happening anytime soon since Adrian is unconscious and I can’t stress him even when he’s awake.

I was still deep in my thoughts when I heard the door to the ward open. I looked up only to see Susan staring at me with fear and anxiety written all over her face.

“Susan.” I called in surprise as I stood up from where I sat. I wasn’t really expecting to see her here.

“Ariel.. I need to talk to you..” She stuttered out.

“Okay…”

“Let’s go outside.” She said before leaving the ward. I gave Adrian one last look before following her. The moment we were at a quiet place, she bursted into tears.

“What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” I asked in concern.

“He’s dead Ariel… he’s dead.” She said as she kept crying.

“Who?? Oliver??” I asked in surprise since I didn’t expect her to be sad over his death. I mean, they don’t really have anything to do with each other.

“No.. his father. Oliver’s father is dead and it happened right in front of me.” She croaked out.

“What?? How, where and when did that happen??”

“I was right outside the hospital when I saw what happened. I saw him about to enter his car when he was suddenly stabbed.”

“Stabbed??”

“Yes stabbed. Three times in the chest.” She said.

“What?? Right in this hospital.”

“Yes.. when he was about to leave. He was stabbed right in the public and no one could do anything. It was already late when I called for help amd the assailant was able to escape.” I stared at her in shock when she explained everything in detail.

Who would stab him right in front of a hospital, a crowded place at that amd still get away with it.

“Ariel.. I’m scared. I’m really scared for me and my daughter. What if we’re next?” She asked in fear.

“Why would you be scared. You did nothing wrong. You don’t even know who stabbed him.”

“I do. I know who stabbed him. I was able to see his face and I recognized him at once.” She said.

“Who’s he??” I asked curiously.

“He’s someone that works with Williams. He’s the one that does all William’s dirty works for him.”