All Chapters of Bound By The Living Yama : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Elijah arrived at the hospital quickly, as it wasn't far from the Blackwood Group headquarters. He headed upstairs toward Ethan’s ward, but his heart sank when he spotted Kristen standing outside."Not him again," Elijah muttered.Kristen was busy on a phone call, and Elijah hoped he could slip past unnoticed. He almost made it to the door, but just as he reached for the handle, Kristen called out, "Ah, Mr. Elijah! Is that you?"Elijah felt like disappearing. He took a deep breath, turned around, and forced a polite smile. "Oh, hi Kristen. How are you?"Elijah extended his hand for a professional handshake, but Kristen ignored it and went in for a hug instead. Having worked with the distant and cold Damien Blackwood for so many years, Elijah had grown to dislike physical contact. The hug felt stiff and awkward, and Elijah knew that if Ethan could see his pained expression right now, he would be laughing hysterically.As Kristen pulled away, he beamed. "You're here for Ethan, right? He

Inside the bathroom, the air felt thick and suffocating. Ethan paced back and forth, the tiles clicking beneath his feet as his mind spiraled. The realization of his mistake was like a heavy weight in his chest. How could he have been so blind?"Ugh, how stupid could I be? Fuck!" he hissed, hitting his forehead with the heel of his hand. "How much did he hear? And as if that wasn't enough, I went and blocked him! What was I thinking?"The audacity he had felt earlier, the petty thrill of clicking that 'Block' button had vanished, replaced by a cold, sharp dread. He had essentially spit in the face of the man who had saved his life, all because he hadn't realized Damien was acting out of hurt pride.Outside, Cole shifted his weight, his brow furrowed in concern. The silence from the bathroom was lasting a bit too long. He stepped closer and knocked tentatively on the door. "Sir? Mr. Ethan? Is everything alright?"Ethan jumped at the sound, his heart racing. He quickly splashed cold wat

Cole looked at Ethan, terrified of what Lync might do to him. Cole had actually been trained by Lync before qualifying to be a bodyguard for the Blackwood family, so he knew exactly how strict and powerful Lync was. Everyone knew that the only person who could truly match Lync in a fight was Master Damien.Stepping closer to Ethan, Cole whispered urgently into his ear, "Sir, I highly advise you not to fight him. There is no need to prove anything here."But Cole’s warning only made Ethan more determined to fight. He patted Cole on the shoulder with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, pal. I'll be fine. Besides, isn't he supposed to be my teacher? He won't hurt me too much. Relax."Cole protested, "But sir!"Ethan ignored him and smirked at Lync. "Okay, teacher, let's get started. Where are we doing this? I'm sure Master Damien wouldn't want us destroying his living room."Lync didn't smile. "Follow me," he said coldly.Ethan raised his eyebrows, wondering where Lync was leading him. The

Elijah led Ethan back toward the manor, exactly as Damien had instructed. As they walked, Elijah tried to lighten the mood. "He really beat you up good. At least you won't have the energy to call me old anymore," he joked.But Ethan couldn't even manage a comeback. He was completely drained, dizzy, and a pounding migraine was blooming behind his eyes. Seeing Ethan too weak to trade insults like he usually did, Elijah let out a worried sigh.They finally reached the Blackwood manor and stepped inside. However, the moment they tried to head upstairs, Elijah ran into trouble. Ethan was too weak to even lift his legs to clear the steps, resting his entire dead weight against Elijah. There was no way Elijah could pull him up the staircase like this.Griting his teeth, Elijah struggled to keep them both balanced. "Come on, raise your leg a bit higher," he urged.Ethan tried, but his body simply wouldn't listen."I'll take it from here."The deep voice cut through the stairwell. Damien had j

Damien stood there, hands akimbo, completely clueless about what to do. People rarely cried in front of him.Ethan sat on the edge of the bed staring out the window, his back turned to Damien. He didn't hear Damien walk up to him, but suddenly, he felt a small, awkward, continuous patting on his shoulder. It was accompanied by a deep, stiff voice that was clearly trying its best to sound comforting: "Don't cry. It's okay."In reality, Ethan had stopped crying a while ago. In fact, it couldn't even really be called crying—a single tear had just slipped from his eyes because he was emotionally overwhelmed by the series of tragic events he had gone through. With no one to talk to about his feelings, the emotions had simply boiled over.He certainly hadn't expected his momentary vulnerability to evoke a sudden "mother hen" instinct in Damien. The way the powerful commander was stiffly patting his shoulder was hilarious, like a mother hen trying to comfort a chick.It was so funny that Eth