Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 204: Luka Irene
"Is the patient awake?"
Doctor Rita has returned to her study.
Alan turned from the room Irene approached the doctor.
"Where's irene?" ask Dr. Rita.
"Irene I've taken to the car. He woke up and asked to go home. Sorry, didn't wait for the doctor. I went back to get the keys to the car that were left behind" Alan said, showing his car keys.
"Oh, yes, it's okay if he's feeling better" said Dr. Rita.
"May I ask you something?" ask Hamish.
Doctor Rita develops a smile. "What do you want to ask?"
"On Irene's bed was there any bloodstains? She why?" ask Alan to worry.
"Oh, that. Indeed, Irene's arm has a scar that opens so it draws blood. Probably because he was run away. But, I've been treating and changing the bandages. Tell him not to be too active for a while. What is feared will continue to open the wound again" said Dr. Rita.
Alan was surprised to hear that. He didn't know Irene was hurt. "Yes already, Doc. Thank ye. I'll say it first," he said.
Alan came back to Irene in the parking lot. He took Irene into his car.
Along the way to the house, Alan occasionally stole a glance at Irene. He was eager to ask about the condition of the wound on Irene's hand. Moreover, the traces of his blood are also still imprinted on Irene's clothes.
Arriving at home, he met Irene carefully, helping her to take the elevator up into the room.
"Rest first, I'm going downstairs for a bit" Alan said.
He came out of Irene's room and went downstairs.
"Auntie, where's the medicine box?" alan asked one of the waiters who was cleaning there.
"Who is sick, sir? The medicine box is there" said the waiter, pointing to the cupboard.
Alan took the medicine box from there and carried it back upstairs to Irene's room.
"What did Alan bring?" Irene asked in wonder.
"Let me see your wounds" Alan said as he pulled up a chair and sat by Irene's bedside.
"I know your arm is hurt." Alan put on a serious flat face.
Irene closed her mouth. He was surprised if Alan found out about the wound on his arm. He lowered his head.
"I saw him at the clinic. The bloodstains are still on your shirt, too" Alan said.
Irene turned towards her own arm. Sure enough, there were blood stains still left there. He can't dodge anymore.
"Remove your arm! I want to see the wound," Alan asked.
Irene kept her body away from Alan. He held his own arm. "No need, brother. It's just a small wound, really. Let me handle it myself," Irene refused.
"Irene ...." Alan's face showed an annoyed expression because the woman did not want to obey him.
"No need, brother! I'm really fine." Irene stays tight. He didn't want Alan to know about the gunshot scar on his arm.
Alan grew suspicious that something had happened to Irene. However, he did not want to force her to tell the truth.
Alan hugged Irene gently. Irene could not escape.
"Can't I be someone you trust enough?" ask Alan.
Irene felt guilty. There were many things that he really wanted to say to the man. He just could not imagine if until Alan was angry because of his honesty later. The life he lived all this time was very difficult and not easy.
Alan let go of his embrace. He looked at Irene with a serious look. "Irene, I don't want to be the last person to find out about your problem. I want you to be able to always tell me when there is a problem" he said.
Irene lowered her head. "I'm sorry," he said.
Alan rubbed Irene's head. "Other times, promise ... You're not gonna hide anything from me anymore. I'm really worried about you, Irene," Alan said.
"Actually I ...."
Irene had not yet finished her words, Alan had already clenched his lips. He lost the moment to speak the truth.
"I hope we'll always be able to share our joys and sorrows" Alan said, inserting a child's hair behind Irene's ears.
Irene just nodded.