Chapter 19

His Betrothed   Epilogue

I wiped the sweat in my forehead in exhaustion, sighing in relief as I removed my surgical gloves and mask, throwing them away in the bin. I just finished a three-hour-long surgery. I ordered my residents to check on the patient from time to time. I did all the things I have to do to the hospital such as talking to the family of the patient, informing them that the surgery went well. An hour or two later, I fixed my things and put my necessities in my bag, getting ready to go home."Thank you for your work today, Dr. Walton. W

His Betrothed   Chapter 47

j e a nI walked out of the hospital, sighing in exhaustion but also a relief. I just got out from an 18-hour shift and all I want is to get home and lay on my bed, however, that may not seem to be possible because the smell of my body drenched in sweat is not pretty. I bet how much of a mess I look standing at the entrance of a hospital, my hair tied up in a messy bun, and only wearing sweatpants and a

His Betrothed   Chapter 46

j e a n"Jean?"I lift my head from, my back slightly aching for sleeping sitting down. I squinted my eyes as they adjust to the light. I looked at the man laying on a bed

His Betrothed   Chapter 45

j e a nI look around me, squinting my eyes as I feel my hand pounding. I try to move my arm but realized I am tied down to a chair. I struggled and tried to pull myself free but the ropes are too tight. I panted for air, finding it hard to obtain the least amount of oxygen, having flashbacks of that night from Franco's debacle of taking down Matteo. I try my best to focus on my breathing to avoid myself

His Betrothed   Chapter 44

h a i l e yI lit up a cigarette and pressed it to my lips taking in a puff as I watch her hang her head low, her hands tied up behind her by the chair. Poor Jean, so naïve, trusting someone like me in an instant and now put in her place by me— that's what she deserves for hurting her. She made everything so easy for me, crying until she tired

His Betrothed   Chapter 43

m a t t e oI groaned in annoyance, looking at the papers in front of me. I am too tired to even just sign these. I have had my employees scan through these to tell me whether these are good enough for the corporations or not, nonetheless, I still have to check them one by one. What they think is not worthy goes straight into the shredder. The stress of another unidentified criminal organization is also

His Betrothed   Chapter 32

His Betrothed   Chapter 31

His Betrothed   Chapter 30

His Betrothed   Chapter 29