- he said coldly. 'No, I can't wait a month. You

Do you want me to stop my life for you? I will try to keep my wisdom about you so I don't die.

- Then three weeks. "Not".

He looked away from my right leg and gave me a disappointed look.

"I have one life to live and you have enjoyed twenty years and I have enjoyed twenty years."

He took a deep breath and looked at me. — Two weeks and the last.

"Son, you can't make that decision, I could expose you and put you in jail, but I'm in a tight spot right now, so I'll take it."

"But you must promise not to break anything in this house for these two weeks."

"Sorry, I can't save"

promise.' - Chloe?

"You will try, but you will be disappointed."

It was wrapped around my other leg, like someone had cut my leg off. "You can go?"

"No, I had to run from the bathroom to the bed."

"I brought painkillers." "You are a thinker."

I said sarcastic

His friend chuckled and I noticed a dimple, Tristan arrived with three wine glasses.

"Adrian, pass me the hand napkins." So his name was Adrian?

I didn't know I was starving till I tasted the diced steak with mushroom.

"Morris, this is delicious."

I said smiling at him, he was standing two feet away like he was waiting for an order.

"I cooked it myself not him."

Tristan said sounding annoyed. "Really?"

I stared at the food then at him, I gagged.

"I was about to tell him the salt is too much and the steak is overcooked."

I said reaching for my glass of wine.

Adrian tried to suppress his laughter.

He was about to say something but his ringtone stopped him.

"It's my mom."

He said to Adrian, he left the dining to answer the call.

"How bad is the wound on

a

scale of

one to five?" "100."

"That's really bad."

"Thanks to your friend."

"Those paintings you destroyed can make y

As he moved to help me, I raised my hand to stop him. - Maurice, where is my room?

I tried to hide the pain in my voice.

I staggered back to my room, leaving blood behind, but Maurice promised to clean it up. I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet and pulled out a piece of glass that had pierced my leg.

I tried to stifle the scream, but the pain was unbearable. When it was over, my eyes were red.

I groaned as I slowly walked to find the first aid kit,

Nothing was found. I tried to wash the blood off and dry it with a towel, but the bleeding wouldn't stop, so I tied my legs with an extra towel and went to bed.

I wiped my tears and looked at my luxury hotel room.

My head started to hurt and I went to bed moaning.

I wanted to sleep for a while and forget about today. I woke up with a sudden pain in my left leg.

- Shut up, shut up.

I woke up to that voice. "Tristan?"

"Did yo

- he said coldly. 'No, I can't wait a month. You

Do you want me to stop my life for you? I will try to keep my wisdom about you so I don't die.

- Then three weeks. "Not".

He looked away from my right leg and gave me a disappointed look.

"I have one life to live and you have enjoyed twenty years and I have enjoyed twenty years."

He took a deep breath and looked at me. — Two weeks and the last.

"Son, you can't make that decision, I could expose you and put you in jail, but I'm in a tight spot right now, so I'll take it."

"But you must promise not to break anything in this house for these two weeks."

"Sorry, I can't save"

promise.' - Chloe?

"You will try, but you will be disappointed."

It was wrapped around my other leg, like someone had cut my leg off. "You can go?"

"No, I had to run from the bathroom to the bed."

"I brought painkillers." "You are a thinker."

I said sarcastically as she grabbed a first aid kit and gave him medicine along with a bottle of water.

"I'm sorry,

Chapter 10