beaten to pulp

Lot of questioned immediately began to poop in my mind.

"What had happened?, did she my forget that she has a weapon that she could use to get her self out of the

she was in?" I questioned still wondering why she refused to call for hell.

I raised my head again to be sure that what I was thinking wasn't what was happening.

But the moment I noticed my thought and what I was seeing were alike I thought of a strategy.

I in a hurry left the wards and started heading toward the hospital.

i was going to try all my best to ensure that I make It on time to the place.

The moment I git to the last floor, I entered the car that was available.

I had asked my body guards and my driver to take the week off, because I didn't need their service.

I intended that I was going to keep everything happening a secret, but with the look of it, the media would soon be airing it out letting the whole world know what had been happening in my house.

In no time, I hoped into my car and tired the eng