All Chapters of The Billionaire Prince's Scholar : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I didn't rush to the hospital.I wasn't panicking, but I was curious.This wasn't the first time this had happened and I couldn't pretend it would be the last.The first time it happened as a kid, I was so worried. I even threatened to report to the police, but I was admonished.So why the fuck would I care now?Out of duty though, I went.Ethan was the one who seemed more worried, but I said nothing to calm him down. He drove with speed and kept glancing at me, as if waiting for something.Anything.He was probably wondering what kind of heartless son I was. I'd already come to that conclusion years ago.Yeah, I was really heartless.“You shouldn't worry too much," I told him when we stopped at traffic. “She's at the best hospital, it'll be fine." Ethan let out an exasperated breath. "I really want to know why the hell I'm more worried than you. This is your mother, you know that, right?!”I glanced at him. "Are you trying to start a fight with me over my mother?”He shook his head

I was still ticked off even after leaving the hospital.My hands were itching to press the dial button in the car, but I stopped myself. I'd just promised not to reach out to her and now I was breaking my promise.But what could I do?I never expected this to happen, to meet such an experience with my father.I was in too good a mood a while ago and it just had to be ruined.Ethan tried his best not to ask too many questions, but I could tell he was struggling.And I was tired of waiting.“Ask." He exhaled. "Okay, so I keep forgetting how scary your father looks.” Then he asked, "So what's wrong with your mom? Is it serious?”I mulled over his question, trying to choose the best answer.“She's going to be fine," I told him casually. “She’s always had problems with her health since childhood, remember? Easily getting bruised up and whatnot. It's nothing fatal.”To be honest, I never bothered asking the doctor what was wrong. I already knew what he'd say. What my father told him to say

I drank.It was all I ever did when I was in situations I couldn't control.I never had anyone to turn to in these sort of situations.I hated being alone, but I also liked it.I was the only one I could ever truly rely on.That was what I was thinking with my keys in hand.I wasn't drunk. I couldn't remember when I ever truly was anyway, so I'd be fine.I went with my bottle of whiskey to one of my favorite spots.The basketball court.I always had a ball in my house, so it was easy for me to have my fun whenever I felt like it.The perfect time was tonight.And so I was, alone playing in the field I used to love as a child. Unfortunately, what used to give me a sense of relief now wasn't working, and I was getting more and more frustrated.I was sweaty minutes later, my efforts yielding no results in my mind. Then I tried to contact her again.And again.And again.I was losing it.I knew that no matter what I did, Nadia wouldn't give me her location. And I wasn't brazen enough to

“There's so many things I want to show you, but so little time to do so," my father murmured as we stepped into the room he'd taken his time to unlock. "I've been so busy lately." I silently watched him.The room was dark until he flicked on the lights.It smelled like… death.It almost didn't feel like we were inside a real place. I was finding it hard to breathe and I felt myself go tense.On a large table by the wall were files likely containing serious things I wasn't privy to yet.“What do you do here?" I couldn't help but ask, tired of the silence and tense atmosphere.I'd reached a point where I had not much fear of my father especially when I knew he wasn't going to try to harm me. I detested his ‘love’ and ‘care,’ and current ‘pride’ for me, but I could use it all to my advantage. He seemed eager anyway.“This is where I do some personal tests on some of our… drugs,” he said.I frowned."It's been a while since I'd been here. I'd put in so much effort over the years, I'm gla

Stephanie, who acted so tough minutes ago, seemed to be walking on eggshells around me.It was amusing.I wasn't going to harm her. I never harmed women.Or anyone really.I just came for something and once I got it, I'd leave her house.I got out of my thoughts when I heard her pick up a call that was obviously from Emily.It seemed Emily quite liked her date, and that displeased me.Stephanie kept glancing at me every few seconds, until she most likely got tired and went up to her room.My fingers itched for a cigar as I waited, but I stopped myself.Emily was coming soon and I'd have to be patient.I leaned against the wall, thinking about what her reaction would be when she saw me. What she would do, or try to do. How I was going to get her out of here straight to my car and right to my house.So I continued waiting.And then minutes later, I heard her voice.She sounded bright and clear as she called onto her friend, opening the door.Then watched her look around and stood in sho