Heart of a Betrayed Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

I began to panic. I remember that I did not leave the hotel building in the first place, mostly because I did not want to save myself without Kai. “Did you see my brother?! Did you, by any chance, see Kai?!”. I grabbed his hand as I asked him. Though I realized that my question didn't make sense. If he had seen Kai when he took me to this hospital, then Kai would have been here with us. Michael stared at his hand, making me realize. “Oh”. I let go of his hand feeling embarrassed, but that didn't stop me from inquiring about Kai. “He called you”. Hearing him say this to me, I began to feel my trouser pockets, searching for my cell phone and Kai's cell phone. I had put both of them inside my jogger's pockets when the mess about the hotel was going on. Because I could not find both cell phones, and because I had come to realize something, I turned to stare at Michael.“What? Who did you just say had called me?”. I asked him, surprised, because I wanted to be sure I heard correctly.

Kai’s pov, I ran into the hospital and kept on thinking on the way. Who owns that somewhat familiar voice? Why was he with my cell phone? Most especially, why did he tell me where to find Adira? Why would Adira be in a hospital? What happened to her?!I couldn't stop panicking, and my hands trembled as I bit my lower lip. The blood stain combined with the used bullets which I saw on the floor when I was in the hotel kept on playing inside my head. I did not want it to be true. I did not want my fears to end up becoming a reality which I would not be able to deny. “No running in the hallway!”. One of the nurses wearing a blue uniform said to me.I didn't want to listen to her, but after knowing fully well that if I caused a scene in the hospital, they were going to send me out whether I agreed to it or by force, I decided to listen to her for Adira's sake. Luckily, I saw the ward number ‘22’, and just as I was about to push the door open, I heard voices inside. Even as I stood

I pushed the door open and stepped into the cell where the terrorist was imprisoned, with only a dim light switched on in the entire room. Each step I took echoed in the cold of the night, with my gaze fixed forward on the figure who was chained to a steel chair. I stood in front of him. Not exactly in front of him, because a wooden table was in between us. His lips were parted, and his mouth tied. His eyes were opened and piercing, as he stared at me. I did not mind his cold reaction. The only thing I minded was that he was the scarred face terrorist. The same scarred face terrorist who caught on with my plan and ruined everything for me. Now the hotel owner was asking for compensation from us. As if. His eyes shifted to the forceps in my hand, and I grinned as I left it on the table. There was a wooden chair close by, so I went and took it, positioned it in front of the table, and sat on it.“It is good news that you are awake. But how can I remove your teeth if your mouth

“You are quite different today, Commander Michael. The terrorist must have provoked you so much. In that case, leave him to me and I will help you break him”. Commander James said to me. We ended up exchanging stares with each other.“Don't worry about me, Commander James. You should worry about yourself. As you can see, I can handle the terrorist just fine”.“If I remember correctly, all of you asked for my help in dealing with the terrorists. So, I will make sure that it's a job well done”. I said, and turning to the soldier who had not yet left the cell, I ordered him, “Lead Commander James out of the cell”. His eyes widened, but my straight face remained the same. “You should leave, Commander James. You don't want me to get the wrong idea”. I added and didn't fail to see the flames in his eyes before a pretense smile appeared on his face. He was the one who indeed aided the terrorists. But why would he then ask for my help along with the others if he was aiding the terrorists

Maximus' pov, I woke up earlier, checked the time on my cell phone, went to the kitchen, and had an early morning coffee while standing. Today was officially day one of my mission. I was going to Hustana company because I was accepted. I finished the coffee and left the ceramic cup on the counter, not bothering to wash it. I left it there for later. I left the kitchen and returned to the bedroom, and after arriving inside the bathroom and standing in front of the wall mirror, my failure replayed inside my head, and I was greatly embarrassed of myself, to the extent that the humiliation felt unbearable and like a physical punch to the guts. As an undercover cop, there was no task I had ever failed, but yesterday, Hustana company completely proved me wrong. I could still vividly remember how it went. Yesterday, I arrived at Hustana, paid the taxi driver, and went and stood in front of the massive blue skyscraper building. Even from the spot where I stood, I was able to see the m