I have to go back to my office. Let me know at once if anything happens to Leena." Feeling a little tired, Tom had to take a nap now, to keep his mind clear in an emergency.
"Okay. Get your things done first." For coming to Leena's rescue, Kevin was much obliged to Tom.
"Are you all right, Kevin?" A worried Claire asked as soon as Tom left. The usually flamboyant Kevin appeared wholly drained of color.
"I'm fine. Rest assured! Now tell me what happened," Kevin inquired. As far as he knew, Claire was in the villa. Why did she stay with Leena and Louisa?
"I'm really sorry. If it hadn't been for me, Leena wouldn't have quarreled with Louisa." Bit by bit, Claire told Kevin the whole story, her eyes looking downcast. Her voice was shaky, on the verge of tears. She was really frightened.
"Don't cry. God protects the good. Leena will be okay." With a tired, sad expression, Kevin let out a sigh, wondering how little he knew about his wife. It had surprised him to learn that she was such a famous fashion designer abroad. Now he kicked himself for not having known it when he saw her stuff in the workshop. Genuinely, he felt sorry for not having paid attention. How could he be so uncaring?
"I don't understand, Kevin. Mr. Mu said that Leena could swim, but why did she drown?" Claire had been listening to their talk, so she wondered why.
"Maybe she was bitterly disappointed in me, so she chose to escape," sighed Kevin. It was clear that Leena always dressed following the latest trends. She always had a great sense of fashion. No wonder she even had her own opinions and taste about his clothes. To discover that Leena majored in fashion design and most of the times she wore her own handiwork was quite out of the blue.
"Did you quarrel with each other?" Hesitatingly Claire asked. It had caught her unawares that they would quarrel. Never had she ever seen them angry at each other, let alone quarrel.
"No. Don't think much about it. Go back. I can stay here alone. I want to calm myself down." There was need to rethink the problems between him and Leena, Kevin thought. He genuinely loved Leena, although she still had some doubts, and somehow misunderstood his true feelings towards her.
I don't want to. I want to be here with you." Even if she went back home, Claire thought she'd have a sleepless night, so she wanted to stay around and talk with Kevin. At least he'd have company to comfort him in this difficult hour.
"No need. I want to be alone. Drive Claire back, Lee," Cautious not to get distracted by Claire's presence, Kevin called on Lee who had been standing at the distance.
"Okay, Major General. Let's go, Miss Gu." As Lee glanced at the intensive care unit, he was shocked to discover that it was Kevin's wife lying in bed. Despite his sadness, he was worried about Kevin. Lately Kevin hadn't been resting enough, so he might be unable to stand fatigue.
"Kevin…" Claire tried to persuade her brother as she didn't want to leave.
"You heard me." But Kevin, determined on staying alone waved his hand, dismissing Claire's insistence on staying around any longer.
The winter nights were chilling. Eventually, everyone was gone. Only cold lights and a man with a worried look were left in the corridor. He sat on the bench, listless and pale. Sometimes he really envied Edward and the others who could do whatever they liked. Different from them, he was a military officer, tasked with great responsibilities for the country and the people. At every turn, he had to keep his will in check.
The Security Department of FX International Group was very bustling tonight. From time to time a woman's foul oaths could be heard. Although the security guards were fed up with her shouts, they dared not do anything to her before Edward and Luke gave any orders.
"Let me go! Don't you know what you do is against the law? How dare you detain me? Do you know who my father is? As the commander of the army base in this city, I can assure he'll ruthlessly deal with you if he knows what you're doing to me!" Never before had Louisa suffered like this. She kept shouting, trying to attract some attention, but it was quiet outside. On realizing it was futile, and no one would come to her rescue, she felt an intensely gnarly fear gripped her. She was terrified. As if a violent gale raged within her, her heart pumped and beat like it would explode if there was no escape. For that, she shouted even louder. You'd think there was a ferocious beast caged and feeling threatened within her.
"Oh? I wonder how you'll make us suffer." Edward's face fell. He walked in with a mocking, arrogant smile.
"It's you, Edward. Why do you detain me here?" At the sight of Edward, Louisa was taken aback. This man was so noble and extraordinary that she could only look at him from a distance.
"Why? Do you think I brought you here for sex because you're pretty? Look at you. I wouldn't even take a hopeless jackass like you for a housekeeper!" The man grinned wickedly. As Daisy said, he couldn't lash this woman, but he could torture her in other ways.
"You… You're contemptible, Edward!" Frustrated and fully aware there wasn't much she could do, Louisa looked at Edward with conflicted emotions. She didn't know whether to keep on with threats, hoping somehow he'd back down or if playing to his bloated ego would help. But both options were improbable, given the gravity of her offense. With this in mind, she was only left to gaze on with resignation and apathy.