HOSPITAL SCENE
Inside the hospital room…
Justin slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was a woman sitting beside his bed — calm posture, elegant face, soft eyes… yet there was a strange, dangerous aura around her.
He blinked.
Justin: "A-Are you… the nurse-sister who'll take care of me?" 😳
The woman paused.
Amber's inner thoughts:
(…Both father and son have the exact same reaction. Jonathan reacted like this the first time he saw me too.)
She gave a gentle smile.
Amber: "Yes, dear. I'll be taking care of you for now." 😊
Amber: "Do you need anything? Water? Food? Anything at all?"
Justin: "No, sister. I'm okay!" 😁
His heart felt unusually warm, like sitting near a familiar fireplace.
Justin (thinking):
Why does she feel so… comforting? So familiar? She's different from everyone… and I feel safe.
Amber leaned closer, her expression turning serious.
Amber: "Can I check your chest? I need to see how far the mark has spread."
Justin: "O-Okay, sister." 😊
He slowly lifted his shirt.
The black curse mark was clearly visible, spreading across his chest.
Amber's eyes sharpened.
Something flickered in them — recognition.
She reached out and touched the mark with her fingertips.
And instantly—
The mark started shrinking.
The black lines reversed like ink being pulled back into a pen.
Justin gasped.
Justin: "It… it doesn't hurt anymore…" 😨
His voice cracked with relief.
Amber exhaled slowly.
Her suspicion was confirmed.
Amber (thinking):
So it IS that type of curse… Who placed this on my son?
Her eyes darkened.
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Meanwhile, in the bathroom…
Jonathan was aggressively splashing water on his face.
Jonathan: "HOW can she be so demanding?! After disappearing for ten years— SHE comes back and orders ME around?!" 😤
He scrubbed his face with the towel like he was in a battle.
Jonathan: "Wives never apologize! Even when THEY make the mistake!" 😤
He slapped water again on his face.
A mini tsunami.
Jonathan: "If I go out now she'll definitely yell at me for not taking care of Justin properly." 😱
He stared at his reflection.
He looked like a man preparing for war.
Jonathan: "Come on Jonathan… you're the head of the Devis family. You can handle ONE woman." 😎
He puffed his chest.
Victory pose.
Jonathan: "Yes. I can do this."
He nodded confidently.
Then he opened the door—
Walked out proudly—
And then froze.
Jonathan: "How dare you, Am—" 😶
Because the scene in front of him was NOT what he expected.
Amber was gently touching Justin's chest, completely focused.
Justin was smiling softly, relieved.
Amber looked like a goddess healing her child.
Jonathan's confidence evaporated like steam.
Jonathan's soul: retreat… RETREAT… ABORT MISSION.
Amber turned her head slowly toward him.
Expression calm.
Dangerous.
Jonathan stiffened.
Amber: "Jonathan."
Her voice calm, but somehow scarier than anger.
"Come here."
Jonathan gulped.
He felt like a student summoned to the principal's office.
He walked forward like a man walking to his own funeral.
Amber: "We need to talk."
Jonathan internally:
I knew it. I'm dead.
Justin looked between them, confused.
Justin: "Sister nurse… do you know my dad?" 🤨
Both Amber and Jonathan froze.
Amber blinked.
Jonathan inhaled sharply.
And both of them said at the same time—
"YES."
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