All Chapters of Loved by the Villain: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I was planning to go after Fernando after I was done with Noah and his other men. However, when Emily told me about her condition, I went numb, my chest ached but I refused to let pain be visible on my face. Her words sliced through my heart like a sharp blade and at that moment it felt like nothing else mattered but her.Even now, I’m only drawn to her. I can’t think of anything else but the ways that can recover her from the sickness she is enduring.I slightly turn my head and look at sleepy Emily. Her head rests on my shoulder, and her hands clutch my arm gently. Of course, she was tired, it took us fourteen hours to reach here. We landed an hour ago, and now we are travelling in the car to the apartment I booked for both of us.It’s 11 pm already.If I had wanted to, I would have taken her to my mansion, which I own in the UK, but since my guards take care of that place, she probably wouldn’t like it.But whatever, my duty is to make her feel comfy whenever I take her somewhere.

Doctor Richard adjusts his glasses as he observes my face and eyes.“Hmm…,” he leans back in his chair. “So, it’s lymphoma?”I nod in agreement.“As far as I remember, you were diagnosed with cancer a few days ago?” he looks into my eyes.“Yes,” I mutter.“Well, then…,” he continues in a calm voice. “There is a possibility that you could survive.”“Really? What are the chances?” I ask.“Uh… Seventy percent?” he shrugs.Before I can open my mouth, Zack slams his palm on the table, making me and the doctor flinch simultaneously.“Hundred percent! That’s what I want to hear!” he says through his teeth.“Zack!” I hiss at him, keeping my hand over my chest.“No, it’s fine,” the doctor assures as he leans forward. “She will be alright, Zack. But for that, she needs to be admitted to my hospital. Just in case you didn’t know, I own a hospital now.”Zack and I share the expression as we look at each other. Unreadable.“But first, tell me one thing,” he leans back in his chair, rubbing his jaw

Zack sits on the stool, pulling it closer to my bed. His face is looking calm for the first time in a while. But that doesn’t mean that deep down he isn’t stressing himself out. At least, that’s what I think.He rests his hands on the bed, and I move mine on his.“Does it hurt, right now?” he asks, looking at me. “Your stomach?”I shake my head. “I’m fine—” I pause and slightly lean forward.“What?” he shrugs.“Your eyes…Zack, don’t tell me. You were… crying?” I ask, sounding distraught as I notice the redness in his eyes, which normally happens due to crying.“What? No! It’s just…” he chuckles as he rubs his eyes. “Something got in my eyes.”“Oh, yeah?” I raise a brow.“Well, then, your hospital stays will not be more than three days, I guess.”“Don’t change the topic,” I frown at him.On our way to the hospital, Doctor Richard told me that I would only stay in the hospital for a few days. After that, I can come for therapy from home.“Listen to me, Zack, if you stay like this, then I

AT NIGHT…I peek through the door and watch Emily sleep peacefully, which indicates she doesn’t have abdominal pain anymore. I close the door quietly with a soft thud and bring the phone to my ear.“Yeah, she’s asleep,” I tell Keith, who has just been on the call with me.“And what about you? Aren’t you gonna take a nap?” he asks.I walk through the corridor, my leather shoes’ heels click against the smooth marble. The hospital is quiet because of the few people present, most of whom are nurses looking after the patients.“I don’t feel sleepy,” I mutter as I reach the waiting room and take a seat. “Uh…You tell me, how’s everything going there? Any news?”“Nope. Marcellus has been really quiet lately,” he informs me. “Andrew told me that he’s been focusing more on money laundering than plotting against you. He even said he barely speaks about you.”“Huh? Are you sure about that?” I raise a brow.“Yeah, I guess?” he mumbles as if doubting his own words.I know he wouldn’t let go of me l

I don’t think Zack was lying about predators being among these wealthy people. I often caught some staring at us; their glare was sharp enough to slice through my soul. At certain moments, I felt paranoid. But Zack looked completely unbothered. Of course, I supposed it wasn’t something new for him.“I hope you enjoyed the meal, Ms Whites,” the waiter grins, earning a smile from me.“I did,” I glance at Zack. He’s standing at the counter and talking with the manager. He had arrived shortly after we were finished eating.The man appears to be in his sixties. His white hair is neatly slicked back, and his white stubble is well-trimmed. He’s wearing a teal suit. I can tell this man must be old, but he possesses attributes of elegance, just like Zack.The manager smiles widely as he and Zack shake hands. And then I look at the waiter again.“Please, visit again,” his dark brown eyes glisten with purity as I nod.“Shall we go now?” I turn around and see Zack standing behind me. He stretches