Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 203: A Desperate Father’s Final Move

Heavy pants escaped Luther’s lips, as he struggled to get out of the bed he was laid out on. His teary gaze locked on the waxed floor of what looked to be a private hospital room.

Hospital? He couldn’t afford to sit around and get caught!

He planted his feet on the cold tiles, the scent of detergent made him scowl. Reaching for a wall, he tried to stand, but a stabbing sensation from his lower region made him groan.

"Fuck! It hurts!" He placed a palm over his stomach, he pressed his fingers against what should’ve been an open stab wound, at the layers on bandages wrapped around him.

Who had helped him? No one knew where he was going that night. And where even was he, taking a closer look the hospital’s ceiling was damp and looked ready to collapse. The paint on the walls faded and the overall dilapidated look of the interior made him suspicious.

Was this an actual hospital?

His question was answered when the familiar face, the one that had saved him from getting arrested stepped inside.

"Tch." He hissed, "You just woke up and you’re already running away, see how that turned out for you."

Luther blinked twice, "Y-You saved me?" he asked in disbelief.

His benefactor retorted, "Not reluctantly. Be grateful my boss not insisted on planting a tracker in you, or else your body would’ve been found as a drowned corpse."

Hearing those words, the memories of him struggling to swim, battered in stab wounds played in his head.

He balled his fists, "After everything I did for that bastard! He dared to try and kill me! How dare he- ouch!" he raised his voice and ended up harming himself.

"Take it easy for now, my employer took the liberty of arranging you medical arrangements. Something you should know was difficult to do for a wanted criminal. It was no field day finding a doctor who’d operate on you." The man lectured.

Luther tried to walk over but lost his balance and ended up falling to his knees!

"My...legs." He raised his teary eyes in disbelief, "W-What...happened to my legs?"

Helping him off the floor and back onto the bed, he explained, "You sustained some nerve damage to your spine, I’m not so sure on the diagnosis, but as of now, walking will be a bit difficult."

Luther’s gaze widened, "What are you..." he couldn’t bring himself to finish his question.

Sensing his despair, his benefactor calmly told him, "Nothing is set in stone, a few months...weeks even in physical therapy and you’ll gain full usage of your legs soon. You’ll be waking in no time."

Luther sighed in relief. ’For a moment, I thought I was like that vegetable bitch, Brooke.’ His features relaxed, once he ascertained his situation.

"However," he raised his finger, "That will be difficult to do in prison."

"P-Prison? What..." he coughed, "What are you saying?"

Turning to Luther, his always stoic benefactor passed him a deep frown. "You didn’t honestly think that my employer would simply forgive this blunder of yours? After you deceived us and went to meet with Ethan Halton behind our backs, do you think we’d welcome you back with open arms?"

Luther turned pale.

"W-Wait, I didn’t betray you..." he reached for the man’s hand, but he slapped it away.

His benefactor looked at him with disgust in his eyes, "You got what you deserved if you ask me. My boss was right to observe you before taking any action, be grateful she had you treated, at least you’ll have a chance at survival in prison."

Immediately, Luther fell to his knees!

"Please! I...I made a mistake!" He coughed out some blood onto the waxed tiles.

He went on, "Ethan is a monster. He isn’t human-"

His benefactor cut him off, "But you knew all that, after all, he was married to your step daughter, and from our investigations, she is already divorced on the grounds of domestic abuse."

Luther bit his lip, stuck on how else to plead his way out of the situation. His plan to fool both sides and reap the rewards did not play out as he planned.

All because of Ethan!

It was all because of that bastard!

His benefactor turned around, "My employer said to tell you that she will be looking to invest in other talented actresses. With Cassie’s pregnancy scandal exposed and your slave contract case, you have nothing worth her while to offer." He said as he took his leave.

"Wait!" In a rush, Luther crawled over to his benefactor and grabbed him by the ankles, wailing from his stomach pressed harshly against the floor.

"Please, I’ll do anything. I-I can’t even get up by myself. Give me a chance, one last chance." It was his first time hearing that Cassie’s pregnancy was now out in the open. And although he had no idea what exactly was going on, he knew he had to stick to these people, they were his last hope to climbing back up the status ladder.

Mercilessly, his benefactor kicked his hand away, turned around and then stepped on his fingers.

"Stop! It hurts-"

Pressing harder, the man laughed, "You said you’d do anything, Luther Crane, didn’t you?"

Because of the pain, Luther could not hear him clearly, "Stop, please-"

"Answer me!" his benefactor stepped even harder, nearly crushing his bones.

"Y-Yes! I will!"

A smile painted his lips as he took his foot off and reached into his inner suit. He took out a folded piece of paper and raised it to Luther’s eye level.

Teary eyed, Luther tried to read the contents, but he failed to do so.

Helping him, his benefactor explained what the documents were about.

"Fortunately, my employer is quite fond of Cassie, and she still senses some hope of turning things around in this pathetic situation." He started off, speaking over Luther’s quiet sobs.

Hearing those words, Luther calmed down slowly. If there was a way to get out of this, he was desperate enough to take it, no matter whose boot he had to lick, he would do anything to protect his daughter.

"However," he started, "My employer is only willing to save Cassie if you sign these papers and transfer full ownership of prime star agency to her name!"