The car quickly arrived at Harper’s villa. Taya withdrew her hand from ma*saging Griffon’ temples and suggested, “I’ll accompany you to the hospital tomorrow.”
After Griffon nodded lightly, he wrapped his arm around her waist.
He lifted his head and kissed her again before reluctantly letting go. “Goodnight…”
Taya replied with a “goodnight” before getting out of the car. As she reached to push the villa’s door, she turned around to take one last look.
The partially lowered car window revealed a sharp and angular face, as pure and noble as moonlight. Taya smiled slightly at him
before turning and walking into the villa…
Once the door closed, the man in the car, who had been forcinghimself to sit up, collapsed onto the backseat.
“Andre, painkillers.”
Andre quickly retrieved the painkillers, raised the divider, and handed them to Griffon.
He took them and put them in his mouth. His face turned as pale as a sheet of paper without a trace of color. worry. hay
“When did your headache start, Alpha Knight?”
If he remembered correctly, Griffon’ older brother also began. experiencing headaches before he pa*sed away.
Supporting his head with one hand, Griffon coldly swept his cold, snowy eyes at Andre.”Don’t tell anyone about my headaches.”
Andre didn’t nod obediently like he used to, but looked at him with worry.
“Is it because you’ve been taking too many sleeping pills for few years, coupled with lack of sleep recently, that’s causing your headaches?”
Griffon’ older brother was only 18 years old when he took over the Knight pack. He sadly died from overworking, with headaches being his initial symptom.
Griffon had suffered from physical injuries since he was young, enduring beatings and cruelty from his stepmother, Gloria
Leinster. After losing Taya, he also ended up being shot while
saving Silas, nearly dying in the hospital.
Despite being saved, he continued to rely on cigarettes, alcohol, and sleeping pills to get through his days, often working without
rest…
When Taya returned, he was unable to win her back and was heartbroken…
Recently returning from Washington, he had not slept well since his return. He would stay up until his eyes were bloodshot. Now, he had headaches.
Andre was afraid that Griffon would end up like his older brother and deteriorate his health due to overworking…
“It’s just a headache, I won’t die,” he said coldly, and instructed Andre, “Transfer all my a*sets to Taya secretly, without her
knowing.”
Andre’s face turned pale upon hearing this, and he asked, “Alpha Knight, what’s really happening to you?”
Why would Griffon suddenly transfer all his a*sets to Ms. Palmer?
Was he really in such a bad state that he needed to prepare for his pa*sing?
The man leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples with one hand before speaking with a thin-lipped smile, “I promised to give her everything once she regained her identity.”
Andre stared at him, trying to discern the truth from his words, but was unable to draw any conclusions.
Before he could ask Griffon any more questions, he heard the cold and indifferent voice in his ear.
“I love her. I love her very much.”
That love had already seeped into his bones and blood. Thus, he was willing to give her everything without reservation.
Andre didn’t understand love. He didn’t understand how much Griffon loved Taya to do this.
He only knew that the Griffon of the past was restrained, calm and aloof, not stained with even a trace of emotion.
But since he met Ms. Palmer, he had become scarred, full of wounds.
Andre clenched the steering wheel and looked at the man in the rearview mirror, sighing heavily.
“Alpha Knight, since you love Ms. Palmer so much, I hope you take good care of yourself. Don’t deceive me. And definitely don’t deceive her.”
Griffon turned his head, looked out the car window, and saw the warm yellow light shining from the villa’s second floor, with a
glimmer of starlight in his eyes.
He had promised her to spend his whole life making amends. No matter what, he wouldn’t let her down again. Unless she didn’t want him…
Taya had a restless night’s sleep and woke up feeling tired. She got out of bed and walked out of the villa with her phone and bag in hand, planning to meet up with Griffon and accompany him to the hospital. Little did she know, he was already waiting for her
outside the door.
He was dressed in an expensive suit, wearing sungla*ses and holding a bouquet of roses, leaning against the car door.
When he saw her coming out, he slightly curved his thin lips, n forming a beautiful arc. “Taya…”
Taya also smiled at him, and the two of them took a step towards
each other. Griffon handed her the bouquet of freshly picked flowers and explained, “These are freshly handpicked for you.”
Taya took the flowers and looked up at the man standing in the backlight. Suddenly, she gathered her courage and reached out to take off his sungla*ses. When she took them off, she saw his beautiful eyes. They were originally sparkly like a sky full of stars, but now, they were occupied by red bloodshot veins and had lost their brightness.
“Your eyes…” she muttered.
Griffon lifted his hand and covered Taya’s eyes, saying, “It’s caused by a sleep disorder. I didn’t sleep well and it’s easy to get bloodshot eyes.”
After speaking, he took the gla*ses back from her and quickly put them on his nose bridge as if nothing had happened. Then, he
held her hand.
Taya looked at their fingers entwined and squeezed their hands tightly. She said, “Let’s go to the hospital for a checkup.”
Griffon nodded softly and let her into the car. He helped her fasten her seatbelt and fed her breakfast, before starting the car and driving towards the hospital, just as attentive as always.
Stella went overseas to attend a medical seminar and was not back yet. Griffon was received by the vice director, Mr. Brulee.
Firstly, Mr. Brulee checked his eyes and said that they were severely congested, caused by poor sleep. As long as he improved his sleep, there would be no problem.
Then, Mr. Brulee examined his head, but didn’t say much about the neurological issues, only arranging for him to have an MRI…
Taya couldn’t enter the MRI room, so she had to wait outside for about half an hour before he came out.
When she saw Mr. Brulee and Griffon come out together, she asked anxiously, “Is there anything wrong with his head?”
Mr. Brulee looked at Griffon, who had a cold expression, and replied, “It’s just a migraine. Nothing serious.”
Taya breathed a sigh of relief but remained cautious and asked Mr. Brulee, “Do you have the report?”
Mr. Brulee nodded and ordered a nurse to quickly fetch the report and handed it to Taya.
She carefully looked through it and confirmed that there was no problem. Finally, she was completely relieved that it was just a migraine.
Griffon saw her tense body gradually relax, he couldn’t help but raise his hand to rub her short hair. “Don’t you worry, Taya,” he said.
Taya obediently replied, “Okay,” and went to find Mr. Brulee, asking him to prescribe some medicine for Griffon’ migraine and
sleep…
After taking care of these things, she took out her phone and checked the time. Realizing that she was running out of time, she hurriedly told Griffon, “I have to rush to cla*s now. You can go back after getting the medicine. Don’t go to work just yet, and rest for a while…”
She wanted to leave, but Griffon grabbed her wrist and asked “What cla*s?”
Taya didn’t tell him, only raising her lips and giving him a mysterious smile. “You’ll know later.”
When he saw her smile, he couldn’t help but show a hint of a smile in his eyes. “I’ll take you.”
Taya refused and waved her hand. She felt a little embarra*sed to tell him about secretly getting French cla*s, so she just declined his offer.
Griffon watched the petite figure leave the hospital in a hurry, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.
He slowly averted his gaze and his bloodshot eyes under his sungla*ses turned cold as he said to Mr. Brulee, “Don’t let anyone know, including Stella.”
Mr. Brulee looked up at him and replied respectfully, “Yes, Alpha Knight.”
After leaving the hospital, Griffon got into his car and made a phone call to the dean in Washington…