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The other looked a little plumper than the skinny one but still on the slim scale, she was raven-haired with pale skin and slightly slanted eyes. The raven-haired one turned to start arranging the medical pieces of equipment that were scattered in the room which I actually didn’t even notice before, and the ginger-haired girl turned to check the wires connected to my hand. I quickly shut my eyes so she doesn’t find out that I wasn’t really sleeping. I was grateful that I wasn’t asked to take drugs but I didn’t know how long the painkillers would last before the pain I was to feel would come back in full force.

Calls were made. She was escorted upstairs. Dr. Andreas’s office was spacious, warm, nothing like the cold clinics she was used to. A large screen covered one wall. Medical equipment sat neatly arranged. The doctor stood when she entered. “Ah, Mrs. Greyson,” he said with a smile, his accent thick and unmistakably Greek. “Welcome. Please, come in.” He looked to be in his early forties, tall, calm eyes, salt-and-pepper hair. A man who had seen many cases and didn’t rush his words.

"Could be calling about wedding stuff. Last-minute details." Before anyone could respond, we heard commotion at the entrance. Guards were shouting. Then Grey burst into the room. He looked terrible with his clothes torn, face bruised and scraped and blood on his shirt, liimping. "Kayden!" he gasped. "Thank god. It's Annabelle…they took her…." He collapsed. Two guards caught him and let him lower him into a chair. "Get medical," Kayden ordered. Then to Grey: "What happened?"

Overwhelmed by the pain in her abdomen, Anathea collapsed onto the floor as well. The room instantly erupted into chaos. Nurses and doctors rushed in, quickly taking Natalie and Anathea to different departments for treatment. … In Syntherra, a light drizzle fell across the gray cemetery, veiling the grounds in a mist that made the entire place feel even more somber. Gregory stood silently in a black suit, holding a black umbrella in one hand and a bouquet in the other. He slowly made his way to a row of gravestones. Theo and Adrian followed behind him, both also dressed in black.

Annie’s voice still echoed from inside the room. “Mr. Grey, will you stay with me?” “Of course.” Those words were all too familiar to Renee. In her past life, no matter what happened, as long as Annie said those words, Carl would always agree. Renee leaned her head back against the wall. Suddenly, she noticed Jackson standing a few steps away. “Miss Lacey, Mr. Grey asked me to take you for a checkup.” “There’s no nee—” Before she could finish, she fainted.

CHAPTER 169 ~3RD PERSON'S POV~ Daniella stared quietly at Anaya's body. Anaya looked completely lifeless—her skin had gone gray and her eyes had gone completely black. Dark gray veins bulged out of the sides of her face and limbs. “So... can you heal her?” Gabriella asked.

Grey pushed the door open slowly, careful not to make any noise. The first thing he saw was her back the cascade of dark blonde hair that had escaped from whatever attempt had been made to braid it, falling across her shoulders and down her spine. She was sitting up in bed, wearing one of those hospital gowns that never quite fit right, talking to a nurse who was checking the IV line connected to her left arm. "I'm feeling much better today," she was saying, her voice hoarse but animated. "The headaches are almost gone, and I managed to eat actual food this morning instead of just.."

Eventually, they climbed the stairs and here she was seated on the black couch in his room as she waited for him to get the first aid box. His room was quite neat but no matter what luxury item that was fitted into the room, it looked empty and dull in Yara's eyes. She stared at the grey wall. She nearly shrieked within her, not wanting to believe that they were actually people who lives were all black, white and grey. Grayson was a typical of example of such people. She first heard about them from Cara who once told her about the state of Michael's room and it was also, one of the cliché descriptions of bad broken guys she sees while watching watching TV shows.

, Another doctor said. “I burst into tears and Lisa hugged me. She comforted me and rubbed my back. “Madame please”, the Doctor said and controlled my emotions “Actualy Mrs. Grey. We took blood samples of Mr. Grey, and we ran some tests and we found some shocking facts that his blood had particles of strong medicine that were used on patients with mental instability. And that medicine is expensive, rare, and difficult to find at any pharmacy without any doctor's signed prescription”, the doctor said and for a minute, I felt numb.

Hell would probably freeze over before that day came. It took twenty-four rings to get the pretty chef to pick up his smartwatch. But he answered surprisingly coherent, despite it. Had he not been asleep at all, but fucking someone? Why did that thought actually hurt? It shouldn’t have. She had no claim on Leo and he was free to fuck whomever he wanted. Well, unfortunately that didn’t include her. “Hello? Amberleigh is something wrong?” he asked. “Hi and I don’t want to freak you out or anything Leo, but Grayson kind of just fainted in the kitchen. Dr. Gainey is on his way.”