Capítulo 32: Chapter 33
💋 Chapter Thirty Three💋
Dylan's step mother still didn't want to leave the hospital. He was getting angry every second she spends with his father.
"Leave now! Please!" Dylan yelled at her but she didn't listen. She only glared at him, waiting for him to die before she leaves.
"I'm not leaving from here" she replied. Dylan walked to her and grabbed her arm.
"How dare you touch me? Who the hell are you? Get your hands off me!" She cried as Dylan dragged her outside. Tara and her father exchanged glances at each other as she heaved a breath of relief.
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Dylan dragged her down this stairs and threw her purse at her.
The security guard walked towards him.
"Is she distracting your patient?" One of them asked.
"She's more than a distraction. Make sure she doesn't pass this gate, she has no one here" he said and turned to leave.
"I'll make you pay for what you just did to me" she said as the guards grabbed her hand also.
"How much? Tch!" He smirked and ran upstairs. He saw the doctors rushing into his father's room with Tara outside.
"What's going on?" He asked his sister.
Tears just flow down her cheek.
"I think he's going to die" she cried. Dylan stared at the door but he couldn't go in. He still doesn't know how to cry.
The doctors walked out and shook their head.
"How's my father?" He asked.
"We lost him, I'm sorry" one of them replied. They all walked away. Dylan walked into the room and saw as they covered his body with a white cloth.
"Father! I'm sorry, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you" he cried.
Tara just stood by the door and continued crying. She sat on the floor.
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"What? He's dead! No!" Beauty cried also. She sat on the bed and disconnected the call. She got the call from Tara. She doesn't know how Dylan is feeling right now.
He plans to bury his father after the award night which was taking place in three days time. Beauty was still one of the nominees. She doesn't want to leave granny's side, why would she go? Even if she went, she wouldn't still be the winner of the award.
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Everyone was sad, everyone!
Tara got home and dead to the room where he kept Jason. She sat opposite him and heaved a breath of relief.
"Dad is dead" she broke the news to him.
"Hmph, finally" he rolled his eyes. That was when Tara knew that he was together with her mother. She took off her shoe and threw it at him.
"Ouch! My eyes!" He groaned.
"You are way worse than the devil! For that, no food for you tonight" she said and walked away.
"Hey! Tara! I'm your older brother, you can't do this to me! Tara!" He yelled but Tara didn't hear a word. The room was sound proof.
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The next morning...
"Thank you Mr Dylan, we'll be expecting you on Friday night"
"Sure" Dylan disconnected the call and turned. Leo rushed into the room and stood close to him.
"I need you to pick the most nicest dress for Beauty. She doesn't like sparkling dresses. Make it simple but expensive" he said.
"I understand" he said and left. As he walked pass the door, Beauty rushed in. She saw Dylan looking outside the window.
"Dylan!" She cried and ran to him. He hugged her for almost thirty seconds, letting her cry in his arms. He can't believe she was crying for another person's death.
"I'm sorry" she said.
"Are you my father's murderer?" He asked. Beauty kept quiet immediately. He used his thumb and wiped the tears on her face away.
"You didn't do anything, okay? You should go and rest, you had a hard time coming here. How's Granny?"
"No sign of improvement and her condition is getting worse" she said.
Dylan sighed. He walked with her to the room and laid her on the bed.
"Your award is two days time, you should get some rest" he said.
She smiled and looked away from him.
"Why are you smiling?" He asked and folded his arms.
"Finally! Everyone will know who you are. The world famous king of the entertainment world, how cute"
"Enough of the teasing my lady, sleep" he covered her body and walked out of the room. Beauty knew he was still dealing with his father's death.
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The maid brought Jason's breakfast when it was noon. He was upset because his sister starve him last night. Now, he was getting a late breakfast.
"Why are you just bringing this now? Huh!" He yelled at her.
"The boss's wife is around. We have to serve her first before anyone else" the maid said and wanted to turn.
"Boss's wife? Who is she?" He asked as he shot his eyes wide open.
"She's..."
"That's enough. You can go, talkative!" Tara stopped the maid. She hurriedly left the room.
Jason hissed. He was just close to knowing his brother's anonymous wife. She walked towards her brother and sat opposite him.
"Tara, you have to free me from here. I have to find mom" he said.
"You are not leaving here..."
"Tara?" They both stopped talking when they heard Beauty's voice outside the door.
Tara smirked and folded her legs.
"Come in sis" she said.
"Isn't that... Beauty? What is she ..."
"Tsk tsk tsk... Poor Jason" Beauty stood behind him. Because of the way he was tied, he couldn't turn back to see Beauty.
"What are you doing here?"
"She is Dylan's wife!" Tara said loudly. Jason stopped breathing for three seconds. His eyes were shot wide open. He wished everything he just heard five seconds ago was a lie.
"She's what?" He asked.
"Where is Dylan?"
"Probably busy with work" Tara replied.
"Okay" she said and walked away from the room. She didn't even show herself in front of Jason.
"Beauty! Beauty! Come back here you punk! You made the king ban me from modelling. I'll make him do the same to you!" He yelled.
Tara smirked.
"Even the king respects her"
"What are you saying?" He asked Tara.
"You'll understand what I'm saying very soon" she murmured and left him. Jason continued breathing hard. He wondered how long he was going to stay here. How could his younger sister treat him this way.
"Once I get out of here, I'll make her pay" he thought to himself.
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Beauty went to see Dylan in the office and saw that he was asleep. He has been working since morning. He had spent the past days with his father, making his work pile up.
She walked to him and wrapped her arms around him. He slowly opened his eyes and stared at her.
"Are you awake?" She asked me. I smiled and sat up.
"You should rest"
"I've been resting all day long. It's time for you to rest"
"I have work to do Beauty. I won't, until I finish some of them" he said and continued checking the files.
"Fine, I'll stay here with you" she walked to the couch and sat down. Dylan stared at her and shook his head. He married a stubborn wife.
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Beauty was checking her phone and also her votes. It was increasing rapidly.
"Fourty three thousand" she murmured.
"What's that?" Dylan asked, still working.
"That's my vote so far" she replied and sighed. She felt like she won't win. Dylan stole glances from her and saw the worry on her face. He wasn't allowed to vote since he was the judge. He had a plan.
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After some hours...
Sally sent Beauty a link. She furrowed her eyebrows and clicked on the link. It was a post that Dylan made.
"If I were to vote, Beauty is the best" she read silently.
"Did you post this?" She asked.
"Post what?" He asked. She knew he would deny it so she didn't bother to ask. He had millions of like and share on thirty minutes.
She hurriedly went back to vote and gasped.
"Oh no" she murmured. Dylan stole glances from her again and saw the happiness in her face. He smiled and continued with his work.
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When it was night, Beauty walked out of the bathroom with a towel tied on her hair.
"I'll be heading to the company tomorrow. The nominees have a live interview before the D-DAY"
"Do you want me to come with you?" He asked.
"You are kidding right?" She asked.
"I could pose as your temporary substitute assistant for tomorrow" he said. Beauty walked towards him on the bed and sat on the bed.
"No! I can't let you do that" she said.
"I don't need your permission to. It's an order from your master, my lady" he said. Beauty scoffed and looked away from him.
"You are something else" she murmured and walked away. She couldn't believe her husband, the King, would be her assistant tomorrow. She smiled at the thought of it.
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