THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 77's. Hit 2's
"Yes right, I don't know who did it the police have arrived I've given a statement to them. They'll figure out how to find out who's in charge. I'm sure we'll find out who they are."
"Who are you in trouble now."
"My problem right now is about a stock fight with Adrian Russell and another one I have a problem with Jacob Russell's guy, Mark Humphrey he made scalpers buy lots at retail stores that were open to the public and rent them back at a higher price. They even threatened the merchant ...." I told them what I had done and it seemed to anger them.
"Mark Humphrey? You're making trouble with that motherfucker*at?" Richard seems to know Mark Humphrey.
"I haven't met him yet, but I did hold back a large sum of his money and drive his people away."
"Why is Kylie coming with you? Are you guys dating?" This one needs to be straightened out properly.
"No, we met by accident when each of us just finished hosting a colleague at the hotel restaurant, then Kylie invited me for a drink, ending up driving her back because she drank quite a lot." Richard looked at me, then at my brother.
"Brother George, it seems my brother likes your sister." My brother doesn't seem to have any idea how to answer that sentence. Richard continued his sentence later, "Because this is your problem, you should be responsible to my sister. Accompany her until she recovers and gets out of the hospital." It was more of an order than a request because Kylie was hurt because of my problem. I have no choice but to accept it.
"I'll pay for everything and accompany her in the hospital, of course."
"We will also find out who is responsible and drag down Brother Richard. I'll make sure that Gilbert takes Kylie and helps her recover." My brother patted Richard on the shoulder.
"Whoever does this you must not let go. If Mark Humphrey's the one you're gonna have to take him to jail."
"Of course." Obviously, that doesn't need to be asked for anymore.
That night ended with me having to stay up late waiting for Kylie to be transferred to the nursery. And was forced to sleep there waiting for him tonight before tomorrow morning there was a female assistant assigned to accompany him.
"Where am I." Half an hour from his brother's departure he opened his eyes. "Gilbert? What's going on." He can remember who I am clearly, that's a good sign.
The doctor who examined him said his condition should be good with his ability to remember what happened to us. But still he still has to open a few days.
"I'm troubling you, I shouldn't forget to wear a seatbelt." He even blames himself.
"I'm the one who made you wretch because my problem isn't the other way around."
"I'm too drunk to wear a seat belt." Now he's laughing. "Thank you for waiting for me when I took you out for a drink and drove me home. It's the result if you trouble someone else."
"I don't think you're bothering me. You need to rest like the doctor said, do you need anything? I'll get it..."
"No, thank you. A soldier is always responsible to others. You're always reliable." I smiled at his words.
"Rest, hopefully tomorrow you'll feel better."
"I will recover quickly with the benevolent General beside me. I think I'm very lucky." He returned my smile.
"You don't know what you're talking about. You're unlucky to be with me at the wrong time. Your head's stuck, I think your logic center is screwed." He laughed in response to me.
"Thank you the soldier took care of me." She seems to be thinking about her ex-boyfriend again.
"Sleep. Tomorrow you'll feel better."
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