9

Sean walked out of the bathroom, still angry. His hair was soaking wet and all of his wet clothes laid down on the floor. A movement in the corner of the room made him turn. Roger standing there, the marks of Sean's hitting still bruising here and there, but the man seemed to have been treated. "How is she?" he asked coldly.

"The doctor is working on her, she's got fluid in her lungs. You yourself, Mr. Sean, are you all right? Plunging down from the second floor like that just to save that girl."

Sean glanced at Roger with a sharp gaze, then grabbed a towel to rub his wet hair. "I was going to kill her."

"Then why did you save her?"

Sean turned around and looked at Roger with fiery eyes. "Because I decided, it's not time for her to die yet." Sean's brown eyes sparkled in the dark. "And you, why did you let her escape on purpose?"

Roger looked at Sean, there was surprise in his eyes even though in a moment he immediately put on a flat face. "I accid