My sheer revenge
ia'
ded that I gunned down ten bad guys and avoided mentioning that I was shot. I like to be the he
a lady from the b
life to save an oppr
rcover discovered as sh
he line as she fell vi
ting incidents to make their audience like it and in one day I became a
by my bedside till morning before Valentina went back home to prep
ut she was the eldest. She loved me more than I could ever love her, she could sacrifice anything for me. The least I could do after her death was take care of her daughter. Maria, you're a gift to me to
am." The doctor g
doctor, how is
rgery was successful yest
ul, why is she not waking up, s
didn't touch any of her vitals, so she'l
u by your word. I just wa
ctor patted her back slightly before che
ina walked in with Rodrigo. Yes, Rodrigo Castelo, his p
she spoken yet?" Valent
n replied in a sloppy voice
drigo interrupted to inf
ntroduced before walking over to the left side of my bed
Maria's n
the news about her getting shot so I thou
gery was successful yesterday but she's
igo C
f The Castelos?" Her brows a
, ma
and handsome physically". Aunt Carmen
from the other end of the bed. O
ly on the bed before opening my eyes. The brightness of the light hit my eyes and I blinked, my vis
eart rate in the electrocardiogram displayed beside my bed and
ou doing,
" my voic
el any pai
I just feel
move your
s I moved my finge
estions before getting up
good. She just needs food and a little rest but she'd not be dischar
ctor" Aunt Ca
s the doctor was leaving. Rodrigo f
effort, I'd love to sort
r". The doctor patted his back before leaving,
rich Castelo whose feet everyone worships. The doctor must have thought him to be a relative of Maria. Rodrigo's
had not stopped fondling
ook down 10 men,
y made a mistake not killing me because
eir graves because
g your sister" Aunt Ca
e a quiet life with us instead of risking your life chasing
t chase the bad
ral people out
than live without a
ated from the door and
it's a surprise
He stretched a bouquet of rose flowers to me, I sniffed it and smile
tion Lorenzo," R
" Our gazes turned to him and our brows a
rigo kno