“I'm sorry to ask, mother, but is all well?” He asks as meekly as possible. “Yes, yes,” she waves off, trying to hide her excitement. She is about to speak, but she suddenly stops herself and frowns. “How is that any of your concern, Leon? Just mind your business and take care of my daughter tomorrow! I forbid you to be outside of this room tomorrow! Else, your mother will have to die when I cut her medical allowance!” Leon heaves under his breath. He doesn't know why his mother-in-law is being very defensive, he would have loved to give Damien Shankly a piece of his mind for abandoning a sick Selina Xavier, but his mother in-law obviously doesn't want him there. Loen is not too bothered by her strange order, it's her house and rules after all, but he has something very important…“Please, Mrs Xavier.” He holds his hands together in plea. “I will obey your order, but I should leave very early in the morning and go to see my mother. She needs help to go to the hospital tomorrow.”

“How dare you?! You are a filthy and useless man! You can never be my husband!” She screams at him. “There is only one man in this world for me, and that's Damien Shankly!” “Damien?” Leon runs his hand over his face. “The same man that abandoned you after the accident?” Victoria sighs as she steps forward. “Okay, Leon, enough of this madness. My daughter is awake now, and I consider our contract to be void, after all, you disobeyed me. Pack your things and leave now!” Leon holds his hand over his chest, this is a betrayal that he will never recover from! He has been used for three years by the Xavier family! Selina folds her hands. “My lawyer will bring the divorce papers very soon, and you will sign them.” “You are throwing me out like a dog, Selina! That's unfair, I gave you my all for three years!” Leon cries out as he steps forward. Victoria scoffs. “And so what, Leon? We allowed you to marry into our family, is that not gracious enough?” “What has Damien done that I haven'

“Don't worry, I have already signed the divorce papers.” Leon says to him. “Good!” Damien chuckles. “And I don't want you to ever come back here to beg for my wife's love!” This last statement angers Leon because how can this man call Selina his wife when it was Leon that nursed and took care of her for three years?!“Your wife?!” Leon throws his bag down. “Are you dead ass right now?! I was the one who nursed her back to this state for three years, while you ran away like a fucking coward!” Damien smirks and pushes his hair away from his face. “Well, it's not your sister that made the miracle drug that has given her back her consciousness for the first time in three years.” He tells him. “Don't ever compare me to your useless self, you stupid boy.” “Fuck you.” Leon yells at him. “You are never going to be a real man! You will never be Selina's true husband!” Leon is so upset that he couldn't stop himself. Running his mouth makes Damien boil with rage, and this makes him give Le

Damien laughs as he kisses her forehead. She is so tough, and he loves her for it. “Don't worry, we will punish Leon Smith soon. We can even throw him into jail, but right now, we have some catching up to do.” She catches the cue. She tosses her phone away, and they both crash against the bed. They are making out heavily, but suddenly, Selina seems to be losing interest. Damien notices this, so he stops for a second. “What's the problem now, my love?” “I can't go back to being unconscious.” She sighs. “I need that drug everyday. How can I get it every day when it's not even out in the market? It's not for sale!” Damien laughs. “Come on, Selina. I'm the heir of the Shankly empire, my sisters won't say no to me. I can get a million of those from my sister, Helen, you don't have to worry.” Her worried face breaks into a smile. She snakes her hands around him. “That's why I love you so much. I've missed you!” ****Leon can barely see, because Damien hit him severally in his eyes.

She shifts in her chair, as she prepares her approach. “Mister, can I ask you a question. This mark on your hand, is it a real birthmark or a tattoo?” Leon looks at the star birthmark on his right hand. He used to be fascinated by it, but he never gave it too much of a thought. He smirks as he runs the fingers of his other hand over it. “It's a birthmark. I can't afford a tattoo.” Helen's heart skips a couple of beats, but she maintains her calm with a smile. “I'm going to ask you a question, now. Do you remember your life when you were a toddler?” He shakes his head. “I'm adopted. My parents found me, and took care of a poor orphan like me."“An orphan?” She pulls her eyebrows up. “Yes, ma'am.” Helen breathes in deeply. “Do you know even the slightest details from your life before adoption?” Leon stops to think for a while. “Well, I think I have three sisters, but I am not sure.” Helen's lips quiver with anxiety. “And what's your name, please? Please tell me the truth.”“