My Lovely Bastard's

What happen?

Cassey was still silent, not acknowledging Zack's call. Zack was about to pat Cassey on the shoulder from behind, but his activities were interrupted due to the screams of a woman next to him and the noise of iron clashing with a hard marble floor.

Zack paid no heed to it, when he saw Cassey's body vibrating violently in front of him. Zack immediately turned his body around Cassey, facing his aranya.

"Cassey?! You hear me?" Cassey was still silent, his face even more pale. His eyes seemed unfocused, though,

"Cassey!" Zack raised his voice, shaking Cassey's shoulder. Hope Cassey's sober.

But instead of realizing it, Cassey covered both ears with palms. Cassey screamed loudly, Zack grabbed onto Cassey's body which shook violently. Wish Cassey could feel a little calm because of his embrace. But Cassey's body that had been stiff and continued to vibrate became melted.

Zack yells at Cassey's name as Cassey's body collapses, almost falling to the floor if Zack doesn't.

With agile movement. Zack picked up Cassey, telling everyone who had been huddling to immediately step aside. Run as much as possible out of the ballroom to the parking lot, which fortunately the ballroom is on the ground floor. So Zack doesn't have to wait for the elevator or down the stairs,

Zack tightens his arms, so Cassey doesn't fall out of his carrier. As he was about to run up to his car, a black audi stopped in front of him. Rey's car, Rey's out. Opened the back door of his car, he,

"Come in, let me be in front." Zack nodded, immediately entering Rey's car with Cassey still in his arms.

"My cousin's hospital is okay, right? I called to have a doctor on standby there." Rey glanced back through the windshield, Zack nodded his head in agreement.

If it's not too emergency, Zack will take Cassey to his mansion. To be handled by a personal doctor who he has trusted, but currently not possible. Zack nodded, looking at the sealed Cassey with his pale face.

Zack looked at Cassey's thin dress, as well as his short shoulder hemisphere. Zack takes off his tuxedo boss, puts it on his tiny body. Although it is quite difficult because of Cassey's position in Zack's lap, Zack hopes. Cassey's waking up.

***

Zack stared at Cassey, who was still asleep in the hospital gurney, still asleep because of the side effects of the sedative that the doctor injected a few hours ago.

The door of the room opened, Zack looked up. Found a tall figure clad in a doctor's suit that appeared behind the door,

"Sorry, I'll check it again." Zack nodded, standing away from the side seat of the gurney. Walking away, Zack continued to stare at Cassey who was still being examined by a doctor.

"You're the guardian?" Zack raised his head, nodding his ass.

"Can I talk to you in my room?" Zack nodded, following the doctor to his room not quite close to Cassey's room.

"Please sit down, I just want to say a few things." Zack nodded, instead of Zack disrespecting the doctor. But Zack was really lazy to just say short, he was very tired.

After continuing to wait for Cassey who was treated long enough by the doctor in the handling room earlier, Zack also waited for Cassey who had not been aware when he was moved in the hospital room. Even the sun was about to rise, and Zack could not close his eyes to sleep at all.

"Previously did this happen often?" Zack shook his head, though,

"No tau�, he just moved here a few months ago. And only this time she's like this."

"This is not due to fatigue or other physical diseases, but is visible from the symptoms presented before the treatment earlier. More precisely his psychic,"

"Yes, psychic. The trauma appeared to cause him to lose consciousness."

"How come? She even looks okay?!" Zack voiced his disbelief.

"Maybe there was something he was going through or he saw that reminded him of his trauma. So my advice, try to find a psychologist for him. Also ask about the history of treatment, because if someone tremors to lose consciousness like that. It's not a light thing." Zack was stunned, still did not accept the explanation of the doctor. It was as if the doctor was just making up stories for her.

Seeing the dubious look on the face of the man in front of him, the doctor smiled.

"Maybe it looks impossible, impossible. But it's like that, maybe he's keeping things a secret or accidentally forgetting them."

***

Zack came out closing the door to the doctor's room, his gaze still blank. Zack reached into the phone in his tuxedo pocket, looking for the number of his confidant. More precisely the man belonged to his daddy,

"Uncle," said Zack when the call was connected.

"Can you please get me some information? Information on Cassey's health during his move to Paris." Zack was silent for a moment, listening to the explanation from the person across the phone.

"Yes, the old Cassey. Just send it by email, I need it right away."

"Well," Zack hung up the phone, letting out a long sigh. Zack thought everything was fine, Cassey lived well in Paris until he became a successful designer like this.

Zack walks straight to Cassey's room, Cassey's still asleep. Indeed, the doctor said that if the sedative was strong enough, maybe Cassey can sleep up to twelve hours. Zack took off his top tuxedo, placed it on a long sofa.

Zack picked up the carton bag containing the change of clothes he ordered earlier, bringing it into the bathroom. Zack urgently needs a shower to keep his mind fresh, after all Zack is also uncomfortable wearing that very formal tuxedo in the hospital.

Right, after Zack finished taking a cold shower. Zack's mind felt lighter, his fatigue also felt somewhat reduced. Zack wore a black t-shirt in a pair of jeans, a more casual outfit than usual. Since today Zack is not going to the office, Zack will contact Becca to handle the office today. Zack's just gonna be in this hospital, looking after Cassey.

Zack messed up his wet black hair using a towel he had also just bought, while walking out of the bathroom. If at home Zack will come out with a bathrobe or towel after he comes out of the bathroom, and will change in his room. But because it's in the hospital, and there's also Cassey. Of course Zack should have been fully dressed after coming out of the bathroom.

Zack took his phone on the nightstand, opened the email he had requested earlier. Zack's forehead creased deeply when he saw the contents,

"A mental hospital?" As if Zack could not believe it, maybe Uncle Albert sent him the wrong email. Zack was about to call Uncle Albert, asking about it. But Zack even got the phone from his secretary first,

"In a moment, I'm going to the balcony so as not to disturb Cassey." Zack stepped out of the room, onto a balcony not far from the room.

Zack hung up the phone from Becca after he was done with the office business, maybe after this Zack will be overtime a few days because of the work that hit. Zack returned to the room, but felt strange.

As he remembered, Zack had closed the door tightly, but the door seemed to open from afar. A bad feeling hit Zack's mind, Zack immediately ran.

Sure enough, Zack finds a man in a blue shirt injecting something into Cassey's infusion.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"