Palm Bay, the capital.


    Aiden paced nervously by the door, his eyes darting toward the doctor as he stepped out. “Still nothing?" he asked, voice tight with worry.


    The doctor let out a sigh, pushing his sses up his nose. "Aiden, I told you before he can''t keep taking that medication. He''s way over the limit. Now the side effects are starting to show. He''ll probably have hallucinations-hearing and seeing things that aren''t there."


    Aiden''s guilt was written all over his face. Two days ago, the boss had copsed out of nowhere, and he hadn''t woken up since.


    Last night, someone mentioned a cottage on the outskirts got bombed. But in Palm Bay, no one really paid attention-everyone was too focused on Dn, just hoping he''d wake up soon.


    Aiden feltpletely lost. The boss had been in rough shape for a while, barely holding it together with medication. No one expected things to get this bad after Mrs. Ferguson walked out. Now, not even the pills were helping.


    "So what do we do now?" he asked quietly.


    The doctor nced at Dn, lying motionless on the bed. "We wait. When he wakes up, two pills at a time, no more. I gave him a bottle meant tost, but he finished it in four days. It''s no wonder he passed out."


    Aiden just nodded, closing the door softly behind him as the doctor left.


    He''d barely made it downstairs when someone rushed over. "That cottage really was bombedst night."


    Aiden almostughed at how ridiculous it sounded. Who would go all the way out there to target that ce? It was in the middle of nowhere.


    A knot formed in his stomach. He had a bad feeling about this, but until Dn woke up, there was nothing he could do.


    Dn finally came to at sunset, staring nkly at the ceiling.


    Aiden was right there, relief flooding his face when he saw Dn''s eyes flutter open. "Sir, you''re awake!"


    Dn''s copse had been so sudden, Aiden could hardly believe he was finally up.


    Moving slowly, Dn propped himself up and reached instinctively for the bedside drawer.


    Aiden quickly stepped in. "I''ve got your meds. Two pills, no more. Thatst episode was from taking too much. If you keep this up, you''re going to start seeing and hearing things. Please don''t take any more for now. And... the cottage outside the city was bombed."


    Dn leaned back against the headboard, his expression cool, almost indifferent. "Alright."


    Aiden was surprised-he''d expected Dn to freak out. That ce was supposed to be important.


    Dn turned his gaze to the window. He looked before. "Maybe it''s better


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    There was nothing left in that grave anyway. The only thing that mattered had been in his care for a long time.


    He opened his fist, revealing a tightly clenched ring. Even when unconscious, he hadn''t let it go.


    After staring at the ring for a long moment, Dn stood up. "Have those people shown themselves again?"


    They''d always been keeping tabs on his legs. With the Ferguson family in chaos, Aiden had expected them to make a move by now.


    "I sent them away. They were just testing the waters. Everyone thinks you''ll never walk properly again, so for now, they''re not doing anything serious."


    Dn got up and headed for the shower, grabbing his robe on the way.


    When he emerged, he was back in a crisp suit, pressing a gentle kiss to the ring before slipping it into his pocket. "Let''s go. It''s time to bring her home."


    She''s been out there long enough, he thought. It was time.


    Aiden blinked in surprise. He''d expected Dn to deal with the cottage first, but apparently, that could wait.


    Honestly, he was relieved. With Mrs. Ferguson back, maybe Dn wouldn''t need so much medication. That could only be a good thing.


    "But sir, I''m worried someone''s trying to set you up for what happened at the cottage."


    Dn''s color had returned, and he gave a small, knowing smile. Of course he''d thought about that.


    But to be fair, they weren''t exactly wrong. He had wanted that man to disappear- permanently.


    Once they were in the car, Aiden punched in the address, then hesitated. "What if Mrs. Ferguson doesn''t want toe back?"


    ra had left without looking back-not even a hint of regret. Aiden couldn''t me her for being stubborn.


    Dn leaned his head against his hand, eyes fixed on the scenery passing by. "Then she''ll just have to see a different side of me."