"Have lunch with me," Alexander smiled.
"After I check up on my husband," Jerlina smiled back.
The old man pressed his lips and banged his cane on the marble floor expressing his displeasure using his authority.
"After I check up on my husband," Jerlina repeated and Alexander let out a sigh.
"Give way," she added. "How long did I sleep?" she mumbled and jumped over the cane. That old man really is very adamant.
But where am I? This doesn't look like a hospital at all.
Jerlina was confused. The last she remembered was when she was on the medevac plane and she blacked out.
And now she is clean and wearing clean clothes and currently is standing somewhere unfamiliar.
"You're a very careless person, aren't you? While your husband was getting surgery for a gunshot wound, you ended up resting peacefully," Alexander said and Jerlina stopped.
"Surgery?" her eyebrows furrowed. "How is he? Where is he?" Her heartbeat quickened.
