Chapter 615 - Tell Him If You Want

As if on instinct, J closed her eyes to feel the warmth of Jacob's lips pressed on her forehead. His breath sends calmness in her unsettling heart.

"I'll just be meeting everyone. Take some rest, I'll be with you in a while." Jacob's gentle voice gives her reassurance.

"Can't I go with you?" She asked which Jacob immediately declined.

"I have to thank them." J insisted.

"I'll thank them for you." But Jacob was adamant.

"Shouldn't be I thanking them personally?" Yet, J has always been stubborn.

"They'll understand if you cannot thank them personally. You can thank them for some other time. For now, you should take a rest." But Jacob has always been patient with her.

"What if someone is injured?" She asked and her face contorted when she thought of what if someone died in order to protect her.

"They'll be sent immediately at the clinic. And don't worry, as I've said before, no one will die on our side. Now be good." Jacob reached out to pat her head.

J wanted to say something, her mouth opens then closed again when she thought of something. She chooses not to voice it out because she knows that Jacob won't allow her to. So she became an obedient wife.

"Okay then. I'll wait for you."

Jacob and Arthur's Team were flustered and looked at J with suspicion.

J turned around then said, "Let's go."

Jacob looks at Arthur and silently conveys a message to keep an eye on his wife because he was sure that she is up to something.

As soon as J enters the main building, she looked back at Jacob. When she was sure that he is gone, she turned around and started to walk out of the building.

"Where are you going?" Arthur blocked her way.

J looked at him intimidatingly. "I'm going to the clinic. You can tell Jacob if you want."

J evaded him and walked towards the direction of another building where the clinic is. She doesn't have to guess if there were casualties. Professor Iris already told her earlier that there were. She just wanted to visit them and make sure that they are fine.

The four men followed her.

"But, Miss J-" Stefan attempted to stop her but Arthur intercepted him. Arthur knew that she won't be at ease until she sees it for herself that there were not many casualties and most of them were minor injuries.

"Damn! You'll have to answer for Boss's wrath once he found out that Miss J is not in his office." Stefan said although he is not angry at Arthur because he understands J's thoughts as well, he was just more concern about Jacob's reaction.

Inside the clinic. J looked around and noticed although it looked like an Emergency Room, the situation is not in the mayhem, unlike the usual Emergency Room.

Although the beds are full of patients, nurses and doctors walk around, there were spots of blood on the floor, bloodstains on the beds, the situation seemed to be...peaceful? Maybe because the medical staff there were used to this kind of situation and these patients have high pain tolerance that they do not bother themselves if they are injured and in pain. Their endurance is quite commendable, J thought. Their intensive training in the Twelve Army must have made them.

J walked around with Arthur's Team quietly following her, sure enough, she found men with gunshot wounds thou mostly in the arm or some parts of the body that is not fatal. Some have bruises in their face and body which J cannot discern if it was from a car crash, it was not impossible since she had seen a tractor ran to the SUV behind them, or their bruises came from having hand-to-hand combat with their enemies.

There were some who are unconscious but base on the monitoring machine connected to them, J could tell that they were in a stable condition and was just probably sleeping.

There was only one who had a dislocated arm. J wonders how did it happen.

No one noticed the presence of their Lady Boss probably because everyone is busy with their own stuff.

J continued to roam around until she spotted a young boy. He looks so young that J thought that he is probably just 18 or 19 years old. The young boy has a gunshot wound on his left calf. It's dressing is already soaked. J looked around to find a nurse to help him dress his wound but everyone is occupied.

She noticed that the young boy is trying to tighten the already soaked bandage. The corner of J's eyes twitched at the sight. She cannot just stand there and do nothing.

"Get a new set of dressing kit." Ordered none in particular because she knows that at least one of the men behind them will do it.