Yvette went to the city to get some medicine. After a while, Darryl woke up.
Hiss!
When Darryl opened his eyes, he gasped. His body was sore, especially his back. The pain was almost unbearable.
'Florian... I will kill you eventually.'
As he muttered to himself, Darryl began to observe his surroundings. Suddenly, he was shocked!
'Where is this place?'
'This doesn't seem right!' 'Wasn’t I in the New World palace? I fainted after Florian assaulted me. How did I get here?'
Darryl was stunned. He tried to stand up, but his body was extremely weak; he had no strength at all.
Pitter-patter!
Sounds of footsteps echoed before he saw a few young boys approach him. They looked as if they were the local gangsters.
Darryl did not mind them. He coughed a few times because of the injuries on his body.
The gangsters heard the cough. Then, they immediately discovered Darryl.
"There is someone here!"
"Oh, my. He is injured and covered in blood!
"Look at his clothes. Why is he so weird?"
The gangsters sized Darryl up before they came up with some bad ideas!
"Brothers!"
The bald leader waved his hand. "Take off his clothes and search his body. See if he has anything valuable on him. It's been days since we last had anything!"
The few gangsters gathered around Darryl; they wanted to take advantage of the situation!
Darryl felt helpless. He smiled and said weakly, "Hey guys, I don't have anything valuable on me. I'm afraid that you won't get anything today, so let me go, will you?"
Darryl felt depressed when he said that.
He would not have put himself in such an inferior position if he was not immobile.
The bald leader grinned. "We'll find out after we search your body for money. Don't worry, buddy, we only want money, not your life!"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Perfect Husband, The Destined One