Chapter 124 - Let's End This

"Um..it's quite deep and I have to stitch it first. It hit right at your old injury from the accident before." Dr. Fang said while cleaning the wound on his head.

Dr. Fang ready with his stainless steel tray and the nurse also ready at his side to assist him. He was a bit worried when he sees Raymond walked to this building with his bleeding head.

His biggest fear right now if there's something wrong with his frontal lobe again. He was supposed to rest from any surgery for at least a year and now is just six months and he already had an injury like this!

Besides, the one who hurt him is none other than his own wife! Does that soft girl do this to him?! He was so surprised when Raymond told him that Luna 'accidentally' hurt him. 'Accidentally'?! Yeah right. Who would believe him?

"Just do whatever you think is right," Raymond reply it short. He's not in the mood to talk much right now as his head still hurt and the ringing sound still disturbing him.

After a few minutes, Raymond suddenly speaks again. "Hey doc, don't you dare to tell Luna about my injury. If she asks, just tell her it's a small matter. Got it?" Clearly, he just warned him.

Nodded his head, Dr. Fang agrees to not tell Luna about his condition. After he's done stitching his injury, he reminds the man again. "Don't forget to make MRI scans tomorrow. I still need to check your internal brain condition."

"Yeah. You've told me twice now." Raymond glared at him and change his shirt which stained with the blood to the new one. He then looks at the mirror and stares at the place where Dr. Fang just stitches up his wound.

It's near to his frontal bone and it still can be covered up with his bang. Lucky he decides to grow his hair before.

After he's done changing his clothes, he returned back to the main mansion and bump with Mr. Carson who just returned home. Mr. Carson immediately bows his head a little to the man until he walks inside the house and he follows him closely.

"Starting tomorrow, she's banned from going outside without supervised by the bodyguard." Raymond gives out his instruction which then Mr. Carson frowned a bit.

"But, Master Raymond, your mother clearly state that she-"

"This is my house, not my mom. You follow my order and not her. If she was unsatisfied, then tell me. I'll talk to her myself." Raymond glance at the man and walk to the staircase.

"Another thing is..sent the best wine gift to my in-law house. Find out where they live." Raymond said and leave Mr. Carson at the bottom of the staircase, dumbfounded.

'Oh, now he cares about her existence huh?'

…

When he went inside the room, Luna already falls asleep on the couch and still wearing the costume. Her makeup ruined by her tears and her tips of the nose seem red like a clown.

"Idiot, didn't you know sleeping without removing your makeup could breakout your skin?" He grumbles and went to the bathroom. Looking for a cotton wipe and makeup remover on the cupboard behind the mirror inside the bathroom.

When he returned back, Luna already changes her position and staining the cushion with her mascara's mark. "Seriously.." Raymond sighs.

That material is hard to wash and it cost several thousand dollars. He then bends his body down and moves her face by touching her chin. He wipes her face using the wet cotton until it's done and finds her blanket to cover her body.

He feels so tired and falls asleep after that.

…

The next day,

"Have you feel a bit better?" Raymond asked her and she only glares at him without replying to him. Bite her toast, she then hurriedly take her sling bag and gesture Mr. Carson to send her now.

She was notified by Mr. Carson that starting today, wherever she goes, she needs someone at her side. Again, her freedom was robbed by that man. Now she really hopes that her Ray would pop out any moment as she can't stand to look at him.

"Good, keep ignoring me. I might end your job after today." Raymond bites his toast and folding out his newspaper.

Luna gasp and turned around to the man. "You know what? You're an asshole." She snarls at him.

"Yeah, I know." Raymond ignoring her as he keeps looking at the news today.

Luna squinted her eyes and shake her head helplessly. "Come and pick me up tonight. We gonna have a long talk if you want. That's if..you still you." She said and then leave the dining hall with Mr. Carson.

After she's gone, Raymond taps his finger on the table before he sighing. "Damn, you right. Let's end this then."

…

At night.

Raymond waits for her at the outside of the clinic she's worked at. Luckily he didn't change his identity while he's taking a nap this afternoon.

When the automatic door opens, a woman in middle-aged surprise to see him before she smiles at him "Oh, no flower tonight?" She giggles then.

Raymond frowned a bit and slowly shake his head. 'Am I supposed to bring one?' He tilted his head a little and when he lifts up his head again, he saw Luna walk to him.

"Let's go." She said and walked to the car park.

"Hey, am I supposed to bring flowers?" He asked. Still curious about that joke.

Luna startled for a moment before she shakes her head, understands what he means. "No. Usually, Ray always brings one. You're not him, so, don't bother about it."

Raymond was dumbfounded. It's hard for him to process it, why does that man always bring her flower? Isn't he feel tired at all doing that?

"What a weird couple." He murmurs and leads the way to the car he parked.

Upon looking at the car, Luna scrunches her eyebrows in surprise. That's unusual for her to see this car. Wait, actually, she never sees this car in that mansion at all.

"What are you waiting for?" He asked and open the car door.

"You were driving this?" Luna asked, still feel unbelievable.

"Yeah, is something wrong with that?" He lifts up his eyebrow.

"No..it just…rare." She then went to the passenger seat and open the car door. It's quite antique and she feels worried. Worried it might break down at the road. Clearly, this car is old. Probably around her mother's age.

Ford Mustang 1971, wow..she thought a man like him more into a sports car or luxurious one. Maybe he just 'special' in terms of interest.