CHAPTER CCXX: CLEOFFE'S CONDITION

Angela's POV

"Prince Cleoffe!" I exclaimed as soon as I saw him opened his eyes. He roamed his eyes around the room until he met my gaze. "Where are we?"

"Hospital," I said. "You passed out after you saw blood on your face. You got hit by the metal side of the mop. Good thing you're already awake."

He nodded his head then he suddenly smiled at me. "Were you worried about me?"

"What? Of course, I am, you got hit by that mop instead of me. By the way, I want to thank you for saving me. If you didn't come, maybe I'm the one who's in this hospital by now."

"Tss. Why did you even let those women hit you with that mop? You should've fought back."

"I don't want to lose my job again. It's so hard to find a job nowadays, that's why now that I have one, I should do anything to stay there." He suddenly sat up so I guided him. "The doctor said that you just need to rest for one week and after that, you could already take that bandage off your head too."