Episode 15. Guilt

He removed his hand that was lightly pressing Samenffa's head and turned him around to front him. He wiped away his streaming tears with his palm. "That's enough, no one likes a weeping bitch."

"I am sor—sor—sor—sor—Sor "Samenffa started stuttering like a cracked CD. He also began to convulse; his whole body stiffened up , his fingers were intertwining strangely and whitish foam was slipping out of his mouth, his eyes rolled back, bringing forth the white part.

If not for Chris who was quick to hold him in place, Samenffa would have fallen to the ground. He was panicking and very afraid. He shook Samenffa gently as he begged him, "Menffa stop playing! Menffa you play too much! Menffa please stop~"

As if his personal bodyguards knew he was in trouble (the convulsing Samenffa accidentally pushed the buzzer that was in his breast pocket) they rushed into the restroom and at the same time, Chris lifted the stiff, convulsing Samenffa like a log of wood while shouting at his guards, "get the car ready!"

Because of the urgency of the situation and the panic state he was in, Chris forgot protocol and ran with Samenffa to the front entrance which was closer than the secret passage he was supposed to use. His guards were yelling that he was going the wrong way but he was too disoriented and fast to hear them. They had to call the driver of the range Rover sport to come to the front while chasing after their boss.

Chris came in a Limo but the smart head guard knew a range Rover would be faster and easier to maneuver through the traffic. At the entrance, shocked paparazzi flashed their cameras at the sprinting Chris who had what looked like a stuffed version of Samenffa in his grasp. He didn't care about them, all he wanted was for Samenffa to be taken to a hospital ASAP! Nothing mattered at this moment.

With the aid of his guards he evaded the paparazzi and made it to the car where he struggled a little to put the convulsing man in . He got in on his knees while Samenffa was laid on the back seats in a slanted position. He was running a high temperature but as the car started speeding off, his stiff body fell into paralysis. Chris didn't know this, he was too busy stroking Samenffa's head and telling him assuring words for him to notice.

"Menffa, you will be fine, you will be fine, "he chanted to himself more than the sick person. His heart was saddled with heavy guilt, he felt like it was all his fault. "Mine, if you come back now, I promise I will never say any rude thing to you again , I am sorry, I am sorry~"

The powerful CEO of Anders entertainment was in a pool of tears and was wetting his ex's face. Accidentally, during his comforting hair rub session , he felt something lacey. Furrowing his brows, he pealed the lace that was attached to Samenffa's hairline. His eyes almost balled out of its sockets as he lifted the lace and found a hairless scalp.

Samenffa was wearing a wig! It was one of those special wigs that are woven with lace and made natural with glue and foundation. Chris's heart skipped two beats but his hands subconsciously fixed back the wig. It was now his turn to be shaking in uncertainty.

Before his mind could give a theory of what he just discovered, the two passenger doors opened. Nurses and doctors with a stretcher began to pull out Samenffa . Chris was unaware of when they arrived or when his head guard flew out of the car, running to the hospital entrance and calling for help. Thankfully the doctors and nurses around quickly came to his aid.

Chris followed the stretcher that had the love of his life into the hospital. The doctors were checking Samenffa's state and doing the best they could to calm his raging temperature. They didn't take him to a regular ward but the VIP ward specially created for him.

They were familiar with this patient, he was the special patient and close confidant of the owner and director of the hospital. Chris didn't know he was in Eternal hospital, Platt's hospital. The doctors after forcing Chris to stand outside the ward so they could work, called their director, informing him about the situation on ground.

Platt who was in his office immediately rushed to the ward his beloved was being treated but halted when he saw Chris pacing in circles in front of the ward. He quickly put two and two together as he reached the conclusion that Chris was the cause of Samenffa's sudden episode. Forgetting about his status he rushed at the man and threw a good, hard punch before Chris guards shoved him away from their boss, they were caught off guard, they thought Platt was just another doctor here to help because he was in his lab coat.

"YOU DANN BASTARD! YOU DID THIS TO HIM! "Platt yelled at Chris and tried to hit him again but his head guard stopped him by catching the punch thrown.

"Calm down sir, "the head guard said threateningly. He was already mad at himself for letting Chris get attacked again especially when he was standing by .

Platt eyed the man in disgust as he pulled back his fist . He straightened his lab coat and scoffed before entering the ward. Chris on the other hand was bleeding from the edge of his lips that got cut from the hard punch but he didn't care, he didn't try to wipe it nor did he try to attack Platt back like he would on a normal circumstance. He couldn't.

He felt like he deserved more punches, if his guards didn't stop Platt, he would have allowed the man to beat him beyond recognition. He was right, he did this to Samenffa. Fresh tears glide down his eyes blurring his view. "Forgive me, Menffa…"