Married a Secret Billionaire
Chapter 642

"It's Dr. Stafford's instruction."

"Oh." The nurse nodded and left with her tray.

There were nurses who came in after that, some to check on the drip, some to record Phil's condition, but all of them were chased out without exception.

Zephyr and Phil were the only ones in the room. Time ticked by, and he remained at ease, determined to drag this out with Phil.

Meanwhile, Phil's wound disallowed him to wait it out. The wound was painful and itchy. The dressing was stuck to the blood seeped, and any subtle movement was excruciating.

He was sweating in pain that even his face was twisted. He wanted to die but was unable to, yet he could not recover even if he wanted to.

"Zephyr Hamerton!" He lost it in the end. "What do you want!?"

"I told you when I came in." Zephyr looked at him coldly. "I want the truth!"

"The truth? Hah... What happens when someone without a conscience like you learns the truth? You'll still be living your merry life, but the one I love won't ever be back..."

Zephyr was confused and could not help furrowing his brows.

"What are you talking about?"

Phil slowly looked up and asked, "Zephyr Hamerton, do you still remember Rania Kerk?"

'Rania Kerk?'

Zephyr racked his brain and vaguely remembered that there seemed to be this girl when he was in university.

Two-thirds of the students in the business college he was in came from wealthy families. There was also a small batch of poor students who got into this, one of the five hardest schools to enter in the world, based on their hard work and exceptional determination. Rania was one of them.

She and Phil were kids from regular families. They were childhood sweethearts, but Rania earned a business college scholarship and studied abroad before making it official.

Phil worked hard over here to send her some allowance, saving the rest for him and thinking of buying a decent ring and ask her to marry him the day she graduated and returned.

It was unexpected that the letters Rania sent him mentioned one name repeatedly-Zephyr Hamerton.

She told him all about her secret love for Zephyr in the letters, the butterflies in her stomach, her shyness to confess... The sweet joy she was in was brimming from her words. Phil tried asking her: [Then what are we?]

Rania answered that they were just best friends who grew up together!

Phil blanked out, looking at the words "best friends".

Zephyr was quiet for some time, bewildered. He had never spoken a word to Rania.

Phil snorted. "Zephyr, drop the act. Not only have you talked to her, but you even took her for a meal and the ball! If you didn't do things that made her misunderstand, would she have a crush on you? Would she have... lost her life then!?"

"What?" Zephyr paused. "She died?"

"Yes, she died! And she died in humiliation!"

Phil breathed harshly, with tears stinging the corner of his eyes.

When news of Rania's death arrived, it was already a week after her passing. Phil gathered all the money he had and bought the earliest flight to the foreign land.

Rania's friend said that she was heartbroken after her confession was rejected and went to the bar only for a few thugs to set their eyes on her... It was how the tragedy happened.

The state she died in was awful. She jumped from the hotel's window, stained with blood and filth, without a piece of clothing.