Mason’s POV
I arrived at the hospital at around 10 in the morning disguised a typical visitor. I tried my best not to make myself stand out in the crowd by wearing a simple pair of jeans topped with a plain white shirt. I finished my look by choosing to hide my uncombed hair with a grayish cap.
“E-Eric…” Lucius started speaking the moment he see me.
I guess I just got in time to see him wake from unconsciousness.
“Hey Lucius…who’s Eric?” I asked sarcastically as I slowly walk towards him while he lays fragile on bed. I made sure that he sees my facial expression as clearly as day which shows: if you don’t stop calling me Eric, I will kill you before you even regain your strength.
“Mason…H-hello, Mason.” He followed after a faint cough.
Good. I see that he got my nonverbal cue
