Julian understood what Jasper meant. He walked out the door and said to Erik who was standing at the door with a sullen expression, “Wait here.”
Erik took a deep breath, feeling deeply humiliated. He was surprised that Jasper would put on airs and deny him entry even when he had personally turned up to apologize.
“How long am I supposed to wait?” Erik asked through gritted teeth.
Julian said mildly, “He didn’t say. Just wait here.”
“You!” Erik flew into a rage and glared viciously at Julian, eager to kick him.
While Erik grew impatient, the door of the ward opened and Henry walked out grinning from ear to ear.
He took out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter, exhaling a puff of smoke on Erik’s face.
Arrogant and presumptuous!
“Sigh, this ordinary cigarette is dull and tasteless no matter how expensive it is. It must be cooler to take drugs, huh?”
Henry laughed.
Erik’s face was so dark that it could absorb all the light around it. “Stop being so proud, Henry. Who are you being sarcastic to?”
“Talking to you,” Henry said in a free and easy manner. “I’m nothing compared to you, though. How can you bring yourself to mess around with ladyboys? You’re f*cking dope.”
Erik glared at Henry with spiteful eyes. He gritted his teeth without a word.
He knew that the more he spoke, the possibility of him being humiliated would be even bigger.
When Henry was done smoking, he clapped his hands and said, “Go in then. My brother-in-law is waiting for you.”
Erik could not stand it anymore and flew into a rage. “Why didn’t you say it earlier!?”
Henry grinned and said, “You didn’t ask.”
Erik glanced bitterly at Henry, then drooped his head and walked into the ward.
Never in Erik’s wildest dreams would he have expected himself to stand outside the door ‘asking’ to meet Jasper, even more so in such a humiliating way when he was left to wait outside the door for more than ten minutes.
At the sight of Jasper sitting on a chair next to the hospital bed, the fear in Erik’s heart overwhelmed his hatred.
After all, Jasper’s means were simply too cruel.
In just a few days, Jasper had forced him every step of the way to a point where he needed to show up here and beg for mercy.
With his fists clenched, Erik threw caution to the wind and walked straight to Jasper, saying, “I was wrong, Jasper. I give up. Please forgive me.”
Jasper was calm as if he did not hear what he said at all. Instead, he asked Henry who was leaning against the door with his arms crossed, “What are we having for dinner?”
Henry thought for a while and said, “We’ve been eating western food these days and the food just tastes so bland to me now. Should we have something more exotic?”
“Venison then. Venison barbeque,” Jasper proposed.
Henry’s eyes lit up. “Sure!”
Erik stood in place, his entire body going rigid. He did not know whether to leave or stay. He had never felt so humiliated in his life.
He took a deep breath whilst trembling, staring straight at Jasper. He said, “You’ve won, Jasper. I admit that I’m not your match and shouldn’t have attacked you. What do you want to do to me? Be quick, why must you torture me?”
It was only then did Jasper look straight into Erik’s eyes. He said mildly, “Young Master Turner, you have such an important and noble identity, why would I torture you? However, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. He and his wife are still lying on the hospital bed. Why don’t we settle this first?”
