Chapter 13

Christ was on the bed, his PA stood by the left-hand side of the bed, worry marred on his face, his eyes swollen from crying. It's been three days already, and christ hasn't woken up, he hasn't moved his body, he has been laying like a dead corpse almost loosing life out of him.

If the boss dies, his life his ruined, he has been his supporting bone right from when he turned twenty-two, who is going to help him take care of his unborn child? What will happen to Lucy, her sick mother and sister? He promised to give their child a good life, but now that he's boss is laying lifeless, who will support him? He can't fend for all of them, he thought.

Who will be the big brother he has always looked up to? No one can replace him, he's the only person who would crack a joke and still look serious.

He was deep in his thought, when he heard a growl that pulled him out of his reverie. He diverted his gaze to where his boss was laying down, and surprised he's eyes were slightly open, he was slow