When Marcus’ wife had called earlier, he had told her that he was at the door of
their home, However, he was still engrossed in his work at the office.
“I have to go to the countryside,” Marcus replied, indicating the reason for his
urgency.
After reading the document in his hand, Marcus signed his name and looked up
from his work.
Countryside? Derek understood that Marcus was going to the countryside
because he was concerned about Mrs. Thomas.
“Alright, I'll inform all the departments to hand in whatever requires your
attention.”
A mere ten minutes elapsed, and the proficient Derek reappeared, bearing a
stack of meticulously arranged documents,
Perched upon the plush leather chair, Marcus wore an enigmatic countenance.
Having set aside the pen, Marcus gently pressed the space between his brows
with a thoughtful fingertip, his complexion taking on a subdued hue.
“Mr. Thomas.”
Unease crept over Derek as he meticulously computed the passing days, a
realization dawning upon him — the hour had arrived when the potency of the
particular medicine waned.
The very remedy had been procured from the enigmatic Raven Island, its
singularity emphasized by the absence of a duplicate.
With a gaze tinted in crimson, Marcus’ eyes held an uncommon intensity. His
wound, akin to a scorpion’s venomous bite, prompted him to exhale wearily
before he disrobed. As anticipated, the once-healing injury displayed ominous
signs of rekindled infection.
“The wound has regressed, the efficacy of the particular medicine having
waned.”
A furrow etched itself upon Derek's brow, his countenance reflecting his
concerns, The hospital's director hadn't devised the medicine for remedy, and
disheartening reports from Raven Island offered no solace. A perplexing question
loomed: what course of action remained?
“Fetch me the container of medicine,” commanded by Marcus authoritative
voice.
In a brief span of ten minutes, Derek diligently cleansed Marcus’ wound. Once
bandaged, Marcus donned his clothing gradually, finding repose against the
embrace of the leather chair.
“Do you still intend to venture to the countryside? It would be prudent for you to
seek further rest now.”
Embarking upon the arduous journey to the countryside would only exacerbate
the condition of the wound.
“lam well aware of my actions.” Marcus picked up another document, delving into
his business affairs with resolute focus.
While it indeed marked Millie's birthplace, a lingering sense of concern
enveloped him. The opportunity presented a poignant moment to witness the
very environment in which Millie had blossomed.
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“I have no reservations. Her demise must be hastened.”