POV: Richard Carrington
The moment he left Celeste's hospital room, Richard's expression immediately became cold. Like the calm before a storm, his eyes became expressionless even though anger was churning inside of him. Despite smiling and teasing Celeste, every time she flinched, seeing her in pain and trying to smile through it, every moment was embedded in his brain, a memory he would never be able to forget.
Even though he had caught and captured the culprits and they were currently being questioned by his men in collaboration with the police, it was still not enough to quell his anger. But that would be rectified soon. He would find out every bit of information as to why they dared mess with his person, then he would bury them in the worst prison he could find.
Hands in his pocket, he slowly walked passed the nurse station towards another set of private rooms.