Chapter 583

Chapter 583: A threat or what? Avery opened the door and stepped inside. Grey was still sleeping when she moved closer.

While Grey was getting treated, she went out to get some flowers and snacks.

She expected Grey to be awake in a few minutes. So, he would be able to eat.

She was so worried earlier. What would she do if something truly had happened to him? She might not have been able to get on with her life.

Damn! She really loved him so much.

She watched him for a moment, at how peaceful he looked while asleep. She released a sigh, glad at the improvement so far.

She placed the flowers and the snacks on the table beside him before she walked out again.

She needed to meet with the doctor to hear about Grey's condition.

“Hold on, Signora!” A voice called out softly, just as the elevator door was closing.

Avery stopped it in time for a young lady to enter.

“Thank you so much! Signora!” She laughed. “It's so hard coming up here.” Avery managed a smile.

The old woman looked up at Avery.

“Do you work here or are you here for someone?” Yes IE “Your boyfriend?” The woman said quickly, cutting through her words. “I saw you when a young man was pushed in. I hope he's fine now.” There was no need to try to convince her. So, she smiled instead.

“Yes, he's better. In fact, I'm on my way to see the doctor.” “Good,” she smiled, pleased at the response.

At this time, the elevator made a ding and Avery get out of it. “Bye, ma’am.” “Goodbye Signora,” she said witha smile.

Avery released a sigh. She actually loved the fact Grey was called her boyfriend. She would have loved it to be real. She would be the happiest woman on earth.

She just wondered why she divorced Grey. If she really did get married to Grey, what could have made her break it? She stopped in front of the door and knocked slightly.

“Yes, step inside,” a deep voice invited.

Avery opened the door and stepped inside. “Good morning doctor Bode.” Bode smiled up at her. “Good morning, Miss Avery. Please take a seat,” he said and gestured to one of the seats in front of him.

Avery sat. “So, may I know how Grey is doing?” “Well, he's actually fine. He will be,” he assured and clicked on the laptop in front of him. “It just seems like he has been managing his health for a while now. So, everything has been cooking up until today. Though, if you hadn't brought him sooner, it could have worsened,” he explained.

Avery released a sigh. “So, he's going to get better?” “yes! In fact, he should feel better when he wakes up. However, we will have to retain him till tomorrow night to further check his status. He will be discharged in three days when we are sure he's good to go.” Avery nodded once. “Thank you so much. I really appreciate it.”

“You are welcome, Miss Avery.” Avery stood and moved towards the door. She stopped suddenly and turned to the doctor again.

“Doctor Bode. May I ask you a question?” Bode looked up again. “Yes, what can that be?” “I had an accident,” she started, walking back to the seat. “Iwas shot and part of my memory seems to be gone. How can I gain them back? Is it possible to?” “Well, it varies Miss Avery. Sometimes, you might never get them back. But on rare occasions when you go to places you used to go to or see people you are used to, you might remember.” Avery nodded once. “Alright. Thank ’]/I0 you!” And she stepped out of the office. Her phone rang suddenly. It was her secretary. So, she picked it up immediately.

“Hello, Boss.” “Is everything alright, Mary?” “Yes, boss. Just that Dylan wishes to see you. You have an appointment with him today, remember?” Avery had already forgotten about it.

“Tell him I'm not coming around. That aside, we are terminating our contract.

Fill out the necessary details, and get back to me concerning it.” “Alright boss!” She finished and the line went off.

Avery walked back to Grey's room.

Grey was still sleeping. So, she pulled a chair closer to him and sat.

If truly she lost her memory, then she must do all in her power to get it back.

She just didn't know if truly wanted to face the truth.

Her phone rang suddenly, pulling her out of her thoughts again. She reached for her bag and pulled out her phone. It was Mary again.

“Hello, Mary.” “Hello, Boss. Mr Dylan would like to speak with you. I refused to call you but he insisted,” she explained in a frightened voice.

Avery released a sigh. “Give it to him.” “Alright boss,” Mary responded, and then there was a slight shuffling.

“Hi Avery,” a deep voice that belonged to Dylan muttered.

“Yes, Dylan. Has my secretary told you what I sent her? I want to terminate our contract.” He chuckled. “Did Grey tell you to? Set a meeting with us.” Avery scoffed. “You must be joking. I have no time to discuss it with you. If you don't have anything else to tell me, I will hang up.” “Set a meeting with him, Avery, or I will come for you. If Grey told you to stay away from me, then he should have informed you of how hard or dangerous I can be,” he finished and the phone went off immediately.

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