Tossing and turning on the compact couch, Taehyung had his eyes closed as he remembered you telling him, "You can go to the hotel. I will be okay here." But his conscience was telling him otherwise or it was just an excuse to stay with you.

"But I don't want to leave you alone here." These were the thoughts looping in his head as he was laying over the couch with his shirt and pants on as the duvet was placed on the coffee table.

Resting his back on the couch, he gazed at the white false ceiling with the wooden texture while looping the instances that occurred in the whole day, "A lot happened today. But it's okay that she is fine. I don't know what I would have done if something would have happened today."

He sat up from the couch looking at your sleeping physique over the bed in the dimly lit room while the moonlight was penetrating through the chunks of the curtains hung as the atmosphere was a bit cozy just opposite from outside.

"I hope the reports come out fine." Taehyung muttered under his breath. The last instance flashed in his mind when the doctor called him and told about your condition as he recalled the moment a female voice called the name, 'Mr. Thomas James!"

Taehyung knitted his eyebrows together after the realization hit him, "Hold on! Thomas James?!! But what would he be doing in the hospital?" Raising his feet from the couch, Taehyung took a glance at you. "How can I ignore his name just like that? I didn't even see his profile but what if he is the same Thomas James who killed Ari." He gritted his teeth in the last part of his sentence.

Balling his fists within, Taehyung's knuckles turned ashen, "If he is here only, I am not gonna leave him. He will pay for what he has done." Sitting down back on the couch, he donned his feet inside his shoes before raising his feet as he walked near your bed gazing at your slumbering physique, "I will be back."

Taehyung sauntered out of the room after taking a glance at you as he closed the door behind prior to striding towards the receptionist. He looked at the receptionist but couldn't find the same damsel which was sitting at the reception area in the evening.

Taehyung furrowed his brows while his heart was thumping inside his chest than usual just as his steps were as he placed his fingers over the white sheeny marble at the higher level of the table as he got the attention of the receptionist settled across the table, "Is there anyone from James family admitted here?"

The damsel looked at Taehyung with a mild smile, "I am sorry sir but visiting hours are over-" Taehyung hastenly interrupted her sentence as his patience was setting off limits with the passing seconds, "I am not here to meet anyone. I just want to know about James, Thomas James." Taehyung announced while his palms balled into fists as his tone raised high.

The receptionist blinked as she wiggled her orbs behind Taehyung and then back at him, "Sir can you please keep your voice low and I am sorry, I can't give you any patient's personal information. It's against our hospital rules." Taehyung sucked in his teeth before exhaling a deep breath as he once again tried to convince the receptionist.

"See, It's very important for me to know about him. He can be someone whom I have been researching for almost 3 years." Taehyung declared, looking at the receptionist with his eyebrows furrowed while his eyes held the aspiration within. The receptionist sighed with a disheartment, "I am really sorry but I can't do this. This would risk my job."

Taehyung frustratedly sighed with his eyes clenched shut as he propped both of his hands over his flanks before turning back to the receptionist, "Okay. I can understand. Where can I find the receptionist who was here in the evening?" He asked as she answered, "Oh! I have a night shift, so she will be here tomorrow morning." Taehyung asked, "At what time?" She declared, "At Nine."

Taehyung sighed before turning around, "I have to do something. I can't wait till tomorrow. I won't be able to settle down until I see him with my eyes." Biting his lower lip Taehyung licked them before nudging his inner cheek with his tongue when Mr. King's name flashed his head, "Yeah! I should call him." He nodded to himself.

Fitching his phone out of his pocket, he dialed the number of Mr. Jung as he placed it against his ear, "Pick up! Pick up! Pick up!" He was muttering under his breath while the rings went on for a few seconds. He huffed, "Why isn't he picking up?" Dialing Mr. Jung's number once again, he waited for him to pick up.

Meanwhile, Mr. Jung came out of the restroom of his hotel room as he looked at the phone placed on the mattress as he saw the bright screen of the phone which was vibrating over the soft surface as he trotted towards it before peering onto the screen of his phone. His eyes enlarged and eyebrows crumpled together upon seeing Taehyung's name.

"Oh! President Kim." Mr. Jung hastily stretched his hand to grab the phone from the mattress and he swiped the green button before wearing his shoes, simultaneously after putting the call on speaker and putting on over the side table, "Yes, President Kim. Is everything-" He was cut off by Taehyung's hoarse and vexed voice, "Mr. Jung, I think I have found Thomas."

Hoseok halted his movements as he asked, "What? Where?" "I am not totally sure but I heard his name and I think it could be him." Taehyung declared as Hoseok's strode to the door of his room when he heard a thwack on the door just a step away from the door as Hoseok didn't take a second to open it, "I am coming, President Kim." Hoseok answered the call.

He looked at the threshold of the door, discerning Mr. Cha, his junior, "What happened, Eun Woo?" He looked at him with his eyebrows furrowed while Taehyung was on the call, "We have found him. Thomas! He doesn't have a permanent address but his wife… his wife is admitted in Hôpital Saint-André." Eun Woo declared as he took a deep breath while Taehyung heard him over the call.

"We are coming." They both hung up over the call as they both rushed out from the hotel floor into the lift while Hoseok ordered, "Ask the officers to come around and search for Thomas." Eun Woo nodded as he dialed the number of the police.

Taehyung hung up over the call as he sighed while his heart was hammering inside his chest as he looked under his nose. Taehyung's eyes met the bloke standing ahead of him while his almond orbs had fury within as his breathings were uneven.

The bloke looked at Taehyung, standing in the center of the reception area when Taehyung scrutinized his features when he whispered, "James…" Thomas gulped down a lump in his throat before gazing into Taehyung's hollow cocoa orbs, "You…" Thomas muttered in his a bit of petrified voice prior to hasting his feet out of the hospital gate before Taehyung could even react.

In contrast, you gulped down a lump in your throat which felt itchy and dry causing you to cough. You leisurely opened your eyes with your brows knitted together while coughing increased with passing seconds. You pushed your frame up with your palm on either side of your physique, trying to calm down.

Twitching your head beside yourself in search of water, you found a glass full of water deposited on the side table. Instantly, stretching your hand to clutch the glass you placed its rim on the tip of your chapped petals before gulping down the small sips of the liquid with your eyes closed as the itchiness subsided for the moment.

Placing, the glass back at the side table as you trace your orbs all over the dimly lit ward in search of the certain one, "Where is Taehyung?" You furrowed your brows while your heart accelerated. Removing the duvet from above your physique before slipping your legs down on the tiled milky floor.

"Did he go to the hotel? No! He said he won't." You declared before gliding your feet in your slip ons. You ambled towards the restroom as you knocked on the gate with your knuckles before calling him, "Taehyung…" But the serenity that followed made you anxious. "He must be outside." You convinced yourself as you made your way out of your ward.

Coming out of the ward, you heard a bellow making your flinch. Your eyes widened, recognising the voice, "Taehyung." You scurried your steps out of the weeny hallways. "Bastard!" Taehyung shouted before darting behind Thomas.

You got a glance at Taehyung's back who darted out of the hospital while your heart was hammering inside your ribcage, "Taehyung!" You called out his name but he was already out of your sight before you scurried out of the hospital door while the receptionist tried to stop you, "Ma'am, where are you going?" She asked with a bit of raised voice after standing up from her chair but you already stepped out of the door.

"Stop right there." Taehyung bellowed on top of his lung while sprinting near Thomas's rushing figure who had exited the hospital gate which Taehyung sped up his speed to reach him, "I won't let him go this time."

Halting your steps at the threshold of the gate, you looked at Taehyung who was about to approach the bloke darting away before him, "Why is he chasing him? Who is he?" You breathed out as your breaths were uneven along you gulped down a lump in your throat before rushing towards them.

Taehyung stretched his hand to grab Thomas's material off the shirt before clutching onto a handful of material and pulling him back, making Thomas fall down in reflex. You crossed the road as you heard the sirens of the police car buzzing which were getting raucous by the passing seconds but that was the other thing to worry about.

Taehyung's breathing was unsettled while heart was hammering on an uneven speed as he gritted his teeth, glaring down at Thomas who was trying to stand up but before he could Taehyung stooped down and straddled his knees on Thomas's physique and clutching onto his collar within his fists as he pulled it up while Thomas looked at him, glaring back.

"You bastard! Why did you kill my wife? Motherf*cker!" Taehyung bellowed while his knuckles turned neutral. You halted your running steps a few steps away from them as you heard him hour at top of his lung making your eyes widened as bedlam kicked in after perceiving the question he was asking the bloke laid over his back on the patioed path, "What is he saying? Taehyung's wife didn't die in the accident. Was it a murder?"