H.U.R.T
There's Something Wrong

To pretend to be blind and deaf is very difficult. Out of his control, Darren sharpens his hearing, stealing what Austin and Isabell are talking about. Just a light and casual conversation, but Darren was completely piqued. Not playing crazy, he admitted it. There is no more appropriate word to pin on him than the word crazy.

At times Austin threw jokes that invited Isabell's laughter and when he heard the girl's stifled laughter, Darren was tempted to glance.

His forehead frowned at the laughter of Isabell who was so loose. As he remembered, Isabell was a bad actor. But this time, Darren sees that Isabell is really enjoying Austin's jokes. The girl's bead even let out tears, her hand flailing Austin's arm, gesturing the man to stop his prank. Since when Isabell was so free with Austin, the man who always made her misbehave.

Isabell's attitude and gestures were not being pretended. Isabell is not acting. The girl enjoyed her time with Austin. The sea and the incident really brought about a tremendous change for both of them. When asked what he thought about the development of Austin and Isabell's relationship, Darren admitted he would find it difficult to give an answer. Whether he feels happy for his second relationship or he has to grieve for himself.

Not wanting to bother thinking about the answer, Darren looked back at Isabell from behind his dense eyelids. Isabell was still laughing. There was nothing wrong with Isabell's laughter, for the girl was always laughing and smiling, hiding her true feelings. The only thing Isabell can't hide is her feelings for Austin. Darren would bet that everyone knows that Isabell has loved Austin since he was a teenager, and Austin is not an innocent handsome guy, he knows better than anyone. The growth of his sister along with his mischief associate with women. Austin is an expert in women.

The question is, did Isabell in a short time manage to make Austin realize the beauty hidden behind the thick glasses and fenced teeth?

Untouched pure beauty. That's how Darren describes the figure of Isabell.

"So tell me, Isabell, why does Superman always wear an S?"

Isabell seemed to think. Seems very hard-working. Because Austin had previously thrown a puzzle with an unexpected answer. Finally, Austin asked what kind of household looked beautiful and Isabell shook his head, giving up on not knowing the answer after Isabell tried to answer the household in which there was love and affection. Yes, a very classic plain answer. Then Austin answered with a plate, a beautiful household is our future home. Isabell's face was red, blushing in shame. Darren could have sworn that the girl's heart was already jumping around in there.

Austin expertly plays everything inside him to conquer a woman. His hands are good at pampering and giving what the girls want. His mouth is trained to throw intoxicating sweet sentences and sometimes contains deadly poison. For a plain girl like Isabell, Austin did not need to put all his skills into action because Darren noticed that a silly puzzle made the girl blush, like a female Persian cat who meets a wild male cat.

Some of the puzzles that Austin threw, Isabell was not able to answer it correctly. Can Isabell give an answer this time? Darren is not sure.

"You like race cars, don't you? I'll let you drive my car if you guess."

Darren was quite surprised by the hobby that the girl had.

The hidden beauty apparently hid her wildness. Darren.

Hearing Austin know what Isabell likes, Darren again makes the conclusion that it seems Austin is already interested in Isabell. During this time, Darren thought Austin would never be interested in a girl like Isabell. But it seems he was wrong.

"really?" The gray bead shone behind those glasses. Holy hooch! Darren could see it, even from a distance that could be said to be far away in a lying position.

"I never lie."

Almost Darren let out a booing whisper. Lying is a skill of all people. Darren believes that all the people who live in this age have lied even once. And Austin says never lie, huh?

Darren managed to refrain from making insinuations to his sister. If he opens his voice, he will be found out that he has been watching the interaction of the two. That would be so embarrassing. Isabell will look at him with accusing eyes that seem to say, hey eavesdropper, please do this action of yours?

But Darren would bet sacrificing 50 percent of his stake that Isabell believed what Austin said about a lie the man never did.

"When you say it like that, you've been lying, Aus." Isabell's answer was unexpected. Darren reflexes thanks God because there is no opponent he invited to bet.50 percent of his shares are still safe.

Austin chuckled, "Sometimes your cleverness is unexpected," Austin scrambled Isabell's curled hair so as to make a few strands of hair loose from its ties.

"For you, I'm not lying. You'll be riding my car. Race against the wind."

"I can't wait."

"Give me the right answer then, Darling. Just one chance."

"Hm, maybe the size of M or XL is oversized."

"Wow!! You answered it right!" Austin exclaimed without hiding his surprise. Austin thought Isabell would answer if S wasn't Superman.

"really?" Isabell was no less surprised. He just answers the origin. The girl stood up again asking Austin what the answer he gave was really true. Austin nodded his head. Isabell jumped up and down in joy.

Darren did not expect the girl who looked like a kelici was able to contort the race car at high speed. Damnit damnit! His fantasy was immediately in action imagining the long hair was freely scattered and danced in the air in the wind that was presumptuously stealing the scent of the hair and playing it.

Geez, I really am a greedy jerk.

In the remnants of his sanity, Darren gives a curse in the form of a warning to himself that seems thirsty for a woman named Isabell.

This thirst, he is the cause! Oh myGod. It's mortifying.

Darren rubbed his face with his hand that was free from the infusion and was unfortunately an injured hand. Rough mouth slid smoothly from his mouth. Austin and Isabell compactly turned their heads. Isabell showed a confused and shocked expression. The mimic he always showed when he looked at Darren. While Austin just swooped his eyebrows amusedly.

"It looks like the wound brought a lot of trouble to you," he continued without showing any concern as if he was no longer the one who looked very frustrated when Darren was rushed to the hospital.

"Very," Darren answered briefly.

"Need help?"

"I want to sit, my back feels hot."

Austin immediately approached the bed and arranged the position of the bed.

"Thank you,"

"Not to be confused."

"It's boring."

"Yes, I feel it."

"Go out, get Isabell out of here." Because I can't stand the way you two are. I don't want to look any more ridiculous than this.

"You sure?"

"Hm.''

"Contact me."

"Yes." Yeah."

Both of them immediately came out of the room. Once he was alone there, he found himself increasingly restless and anxious. There was nothing he could see. Nothing interesting in the hospital room. Everything feels empty and empty. Like his empty heart. Once it has residents, only limited to passing because the residents already have.

Darren pressed the bell, he needed sleeping pills as well as painkillers. Sleep is all he needs right now. He hoped that once he woke up, he would no longer be in the hospital room. Ck! This wound made him look weak. He will take care of his return. After he woke up.

"I'll put in the cure, Mr. Willson."

"Yes, please. Give me a medicine that can make me sleep right away."

"This medicine will put you to sleep. You just have to wait a while, Mr. Willson."

"I want to go home tonight. Please have the administration take care of everything."

The nurse looked confused. Willson this one is a little weird. In addition to his stiff and cold demeanor, the man also likes to make his own decisions without deliberating.

"You can't ...''

"Patients refuse to be hospitalized. We have our own hospital and I want to be transferred there."

And sometimes arrogant. Yeah, Willson Hospital, his grandfather's. No one knows the hospital. In addition to its unique history until the hospital became the property of Willson, the hospital is also famous for its doctors who are experts in their fields and provide free treatment for those who cannot afford it.

"Well, I'll confirm first to the doctor who handled you before asking the administration to take care of everything."

"Do it fast."

Also impatient, the nurse nodded.

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"Jossie and his kids came to see your brother."

Austin and Isabell chose to relax in a coffee shop opposite the hospital. Austin ordered some cakes and fresh drinks.

"Oh yeah?" Austin sipped his drink, responding lazily.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Hmm, what are they talking about?"

"I didn't pay much attention to it."

"Isabell...''

"Yes." Yeah."

"Tell me about your childhood." Austin has a reason to take Isabell out. He wanted to investigate the girl. As Steve said, narrowing down the conjecture by eliminating Jossie and his children.

Austin could not wait and search for Isabell's origins through the girl's closest confidant. Austin also does not like to waste time, if you can ask directly to the object why it should be difficult to find information to and fro.

This shooting cannot be ignored by Austin. He felt humiliated as well. Attacked secretly, huh? He wants to fight openly.

"Nothing interesting."

"I'll listen."

"Why so suddenly."

"Because soon we'll be a family."

"I'm not sure either."

Austin's eyebrows swooped in puzzlement, "Not sure?"

"I'm not sure I remember everything. And maybe I don't want to remember that."

"I don't understand."

"As you know, I am the daughter of Philip Geonandes of his mistress. The reason that made the queen hate me so much. I don't blame mom, her reaction was perfectly natural."

"Did you remember exactly when you were taken to the palace?"

"I was 5 or maybe 6 years old. Yeah, it's like that."

"Who brought you?"

"One of the bodyguards, maybe."

"Maybe?"

"I don't remember it clearly. Maybe it was my father who took me."

"What do you remember?"

I was punished in the toilet, in a narrow room in the dark. The empress' gaze was filled with hatred.

"What do I remember? I play games with Harry. My ambitions behind the steering wheel trained as Harry and I played the game."

"What about your mother, Isabell. What's your mother's name?"

Isabell looked to be puckering his nose. There, Austin begins to feel something is wrong with Isabell.

"My mom?"

"Yes, Mother. What was the name of the mother who gave birth to you?"

Isabell gasped, surprised by the question, suddenly nervous, his face deathly pale, his lips trembling.

"There's something wrong here," Austin muttered.

Looks like Steve was right, Isabell had something to do with Bartoli.