Chapter Twenty-Two: Finally, Our Own Happy Ending

Michele slowly opens his eyes. He realizes that he's still at the warehouse. He can still taste the blood in his mouth, as the result of the torture.

He can also see the rays of light streaming at the little window inside the warehouse.

"Maybe it's already afternoon." he thought to himself.

He tried to move again, but he suddenly felt a stab of pain in every fibre of his body. He cursed himself for being such a weakling. He forces himself to move, but his body doesn't really cooperate with him.

Michele's so exhausted, helpless and thirsty. And his vision is starting to blur again...

Before he passes out, he saw the big gate opens, and he also heard the sound of footsteps, getting closer and closer...

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At a certain hospital in the Metropolitan City.

Michele is already fast asleep. His head is fully bandaged, and the doctor treated the cuts and wounds on his face.

Meanwhile, Michael Montserrat and Katherine Montserrat is looking after their sleeping son, as