Flynn sat on the cushioned chair in his office, caressing his temple with his eyes closed.
The past few days after he arrived home with his wife from their honeymoon was nice but the symptoms he had been having were not pleasant at all.
He understood that the headache was because of the stress he goes through, but what about the vomiting? The stiffness he felt in his hands and legs?
He remembered when he was making love with his wife three days ago and the stiffness too over his body and he collapsed on her. He didn't know he had fallen asleep till the next morning when he woke up and saw Melanie glaring at him.
What the hell was wrong with him?
He was not sick, right?
Flynn stood from the chair and walked towards the window, he stood there for a few seconds watching the scenery in front of his company when the telecom rang.
He sighed softly and walked towards the table and picked the call.
''Huh?'' He groaned.
