Chapter 43

By the time Diego opened his eyes, all he could see was the white ceiling. A turn of his head reminded him where he was and why he was there. Trisha was the first to rush to him, her hands frantically touching him to check if he was alright.

"Are you alright?" Trisha asked.

"Diego " Peter called as Diego sighed softly while he tried to seat up on the bed.

Trisha slowly helped him seat down on the bed and they all watched in atnoshiment as Diego tore off the drains on his body.

His face even didn't wince as he pulled the wires from his body.

"Diego , you need to rest" John started as Diego turned to him with an icy glare that froze John down to his bones.

He stood up from the bed and Leon immediately blocked his way while

Diego slowly raised his head to meet the latter's eyes. Leon stood firm despite meeting the eyes that seemed to be shooting ice pickles. The pickles tore at him wildly but Leon stood his ground.

"What are you doing?" Diego asked.

"Get out of the way" Diego added.

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