Six weeks passed, you were bedridden, sick, and the chances of you dead in front of your husband at any moment were huge.

Paying for the best possible things, Marcus just wanted to save the person he loved so much and the only one who was fair during his life, who gave Ren to him and who knew about his dishonesty towards the city. The dishonest money he earned from Silco, he invested entirely in you

It was night, the streets were quiet and almost no one was walking, only the defenders. Marcus quickened his pace to get to the central hospital.

He immediately entered the room calmly and carefully. He placed the bouquet he brought, as he always does every day he comes to visit you. He sat on the chair at the foot of the bed. His eyes were closed; he just wanted you to get better, to go home, to go back to your life and to the daughter you had.