"Here is your favorite milk, Love." Tyron handed her a glass of milk with a smile. To her, it seemed like the grin of a demon. His smile was frightening.
"Just place it on the table for now, I'll drink it later after I finish eating," she replied, trying hard not to show the fear she felt in front of the man.
She took the medicine prescribed by her friend so she couldn't drink the milk Tyron was giving her. Kim had repeatedly told her not to drink that milk while she was taking the medicine to flush out the poison in her body. Kim warned her also that if she drank milk while still on medication, there would be a clash between the medicine and the poison residual in her body. Her life would be in danger if she didn't hurry to the hospital.
"No. I want you to drink this milk right now and after that, I promise I will leave," Tyron insisted. "I want to make sure that you consume this milk to ensure that you are drinking nutritious milk everyday."
What you're saying is that you want to make sure I drink that milk with poison, she angrily replied in her mind. But she couldn't express that aloud, so it remained within her thoughts.
She wished she had removed the content of the milk and replaced it with a harmless one. Something without poison, so that whether Tyron or even Claire were at her house, she could show them that she was drinking the milk bought by him. Why did she only think of that now? Now, she's struggling with how to avoid not drinking the milk given to her by Tyron.
"I'll just drink it later, Love. I'm not thirsty yet. Don't worry because I'll finish all the contents of the glass," she answered with a smile. She intentionally infused her tone with sweetness to convince him that he would drink the milk later.
"What's wrong again, Arielle? Are you thinking —"
"Fine. I'll drink the milk so your mind can ease. All sorts of bad ideas are running through your head so I'm going to drink it, okay?" She reluctantly picked up the glass of milk and drank it with closed eyes. She finished it so Tyron wouldn't have anything to say and would quickly leave her house. After he left, she will immediately go to the hospital to ask for help from her doctor friend.
"That's my girl," Tyron said with a satisfied smile upon seeing no trace of even a drop of milk in the glass. "I will leave now. I actually have an appointment with my college friends. See you." He quickly kissed her on the cheek before walking out of her house while whistling. Clearly, he was happy because he succeeded in having her drink the milk mixed with poison.
As Tyron's car left, she hurriedly went to the key holder in her house and grabbed the key to one of her two cars. As she was about to leave the door, she felt a severe pain in her stomach, accompanied by nausea and dizziness. She rushed to the bathroom near the kitchen and vomited everything she had eaten earlier.
After she vomited, the pain in her stomach worsened. She was sweating all over her body and seemed to be having difficulty breathing.
Even though she felt like she was dying from extreme discomfort, she still forced herself to walk out of her house and get into her car. Her hands were shaking as she inserted the key into the car's keyhole.
When she started the car's engine, she immediately maneuvered her car out of the gate. Fortunately, her house gate was censored and automatically opened when a car entered or exited so she didn't need to approach and open the gate.
Her car collided with the left part of the gate in her haste to get out and go to the hospital. She was afraid she wouldn't make it in time and waste the second chance God had given to her. She hadn't gone far from her house when her vision suddenly blurred. She pressed the brake hard before her face slammed into the steering wheel and became unconscious.
When she woke up, she was already inside a private room at the hospital, lying on a soft bed. She was alone as she didn't see anyone else inside except herself. But why was she in the hospital? Who brought her there?
She glanced at the door when it suddenly opened and Tyron's worried face entered along with Claire who was also worried about her.
"My God, Arielle! What happened to you? Why are you here in the hospital? And why didn't you let us know that you were confined?" Claire asked one after another as she approached her. Concern was evident on her face, but she couldn't be happy because she knew behind her worry, that he was secretly rejoicing at what happened to her.
"Claire was right. Why didn't you inform us, especially me, that you were here in the hospital? If my doctor friend who works at this hospital hadn't called me and seen you being brought here, I wouldn't have known that you were here. Do you know how extremely worried I was when I found out you were in the hospital? I left you okay at your house earlier but why did you suddenly end up like this?"
With the speed of Tyron's speech and the length of his words, she couldn't interject to speak. They were very worried about her. If other people saw the concern of their faces towards her they would think she was very lucky because there are people who are overly concerned about her.
"Good thing you're awake now, Arielle," interjected the voice of her doctor friend standing by the open door of her room.
She stared at the door and her eyes widened at what she saw. Not because she saw Kim, but because of the man accompanying her, standing behind her with a furrowed brow while looking at her.
Gun! What is he doing here? she yelled in her mind.
"What do you need? Why are you here? We don't need you here!" Tyron asked Gun arrogantly when he recognized him. He clearly doesn't like Gun's presence. Maybe because of their bad encounter at the Chua's party.
"I didn't come here because of you but for Arielle," Gun replied calmly. It seemed like he wasn't affected by Tyron's obvious disgust towards him. Gun approached her, which angered Tyron even more.
"Get out of this room right now!" Tyron angrily dismissed Gun with a dark expression. It seems like his anger is about to explode at any moment. She doesn't know why Tyron seems very disgusted with Gun.
Gun replied with a raised eyebrow, "Why would I follow your command? Are you the one paying my salary?"
While Tyron's face turns red with suppressed anger, Gun remains cool. She thinks that Gun also doesn't like Tyron but he just hides it inside.
Kim throws her a questioning look. She knew what she wanted to ask. Who and what was her connection with Gun? She didn't know how to answer her friend so she just shrugged her shoulders as she answered.
"What the hell are you talking about? Why? Is it Arielle who's paying you to be here?" Tyron's anger towards Gun grew hotter. Maybe because he could see that Gun wasn't intimidated by him even a little bit.
"Yes. Because I am currently working for her. I am her bodyguard," Gun answered after crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"Bodyguard??" A simultaneous exclamation from Tyron, Claire, and Kim, followed by their questioning gazes at her.