Ch97: P-T-C

Still at the hospital {Rex’s p.o.v}…

“Screw everything!” Rex continued to sprawl out his frustration outside the ward. Luckily for him, this was a private area and no person is present to watch him have a major breakdown.

Rex sees no gain in throwing tantrums in the air and sits on the available chair, his back slouched forward and hands supporting his head. Despite finding some quiet time Rex didn’t stop swearing at himself, only when Jerry joins him did he stop.

“Mr Angelo?” Jerry called carefully and in an instant, the billionaire was on his feet.

“How is she?” He quickly asked fearing the worse might have happened.

“Thank God we were on time otherwise, who knows what might have happened.” Jerry pauses. “I promise she is a strong young lady with a lot of endurance. Despite the trauma and the minor health complications, she is experiencing she fought through it.” Jerry praised and sticks his hands into his lab coat pockets.

“Thank God!…” Rex looks up and smiles in relief.

“She