Secretly Married to a Chaebol Alpha novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12: LIKE A THIRD-RATE DRAMA

HOW CAN I pay for my hospital bills?

Garam was beyond stressed out because he had been staying in that VIP room for a week now.

Yes, a week.

Plus, he had been given the utmost care by the doctors and the medical staff members who had been checking up on him for the past seven days.

Thanks to them, he recovered fast.

In the first place, the wound in my neck was shallow— I didn’t cut deep enough to damage my vocal cord, thank goodness.

"Sir, here’s your lunch."

Oh.

The man who introduced himself as ’Jung Han’ had been delivering food to Garam for the past week.

Apparently, Sihyuk Hyung doesn’t want me to eat hospital food.

All the food that he had the past few days was soft food because his throat was still healing. However, that didn’t mean the food was bland.

I actually enjoy them.

"Han-ssi, when will Sihyuk Hyung be coming to visit me?"

"I’m sorry, but I don’t know either, Garam-ssi," Jung Han said indifferently. "The Young Mas— I mean, the boss’ last order for me is to stay here with you and provide you with everything you might need."

"But do you know where Hyung is?"

"The Young Mas— I mean, the boss was summoned by his family."

Oh.

To be honest, Garam could only imagine what had happened after he slit his throat.

After all, Jung Han was a tight-lipped person and would only give him vague answers.

I guess Sihyuk Hyung received my message properly and was able to track me down by tracking down Lee Taeho.

Since Song Sihyuk worked in a gangster company, he figured he had a good information network.

After all, those gangsters can find anyone who owes them money easily.

Anyway, Garam was actually scared for his life.

Did Lee Taeho survive? That bastard is a chaebol. So, how am I still alive?

He had so many questions, but he knew only Song Sihyuk could answer them properly.

But there was one thing he wanted to ask Jung Han, though.

"Han-ssi?"

"Yes, sir?"

"The hospital bill," Garam said nervously, gulping. "Sihyuk Hyung will pay for it, right? I did not ask him to confine me in a VIP Room."

Jung Han coughed— a fake one to conceal his laughter.

Aigoo.

What was with that reaction?

I’m not trying to be funny.

"Don’t worry, Garam-ssi," Jung Han said, giving him a small smile. "The boss will take care of your hospital bills."

"He won’t add the hospital bills to my debt, will he?"

"I’m sure the boss won’t do that, sir."

Whew.

That was a relief to hear.

Garam was about to ask Jung Han if the doctors had mentioned that he could be discharged soon, but he stopped when he heard a loud commotion outside.

I hear a woman screaming...

But that didn’t sound like his stepmother, so he was relieved.

"Please stay here, sir," Jung Han said while walking towards the door. "I’ll check what’s happening—"

Jung Han wasn’t able to finish what he was saying when the door suddenly opened.

So, this is Lee Taeho’s mother.

Oh, damn.

Should I bite this old woman?

I’m not a fan of this violent old woman, but to call her an ’old whore’ was too much.

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