YOON
Screaming erupts from the dining room. I spin away from Sang and stride forward.
“Why are you heading back toward danger?” Sang calls.
“Hart is in there.”
“Who cares?”
I stop and stare at the man I no longer respect or trust after his latest stung. “I do. And you’re fired.”
“What?”
Ignoring his screams, I break into a run. The room is blocked off. My heart leaps up into my throat.
“I’m sorry, sir, you can’t go in there. We have an ambulance on the way to assist an injured guest.”
“My girlfriend is in there.”
“You’ll have to wait until it clears.”
Sirens wail outside, and I step back with the other onlookers. I have a bad feeling growing in my gut as I pace back and forth. The emergency services workers come through with a gurney. Minutes tick by like hours before the door opens and reveals my worst nightmare—Hart strapped to the gurney, pale and wane with hands covered in red.
“Hart.”
“Sir, please let us do our job,” one of the workers says.
Hart blinks up at me groggily. “Yoon?’
“Yes, baby. I’m here.” I look at the man trying to brush me aside. “This is the woman I love. I’m going with you.”
“We don’t have time to argue. Let him ride with us. Sir, follow us. Stay out of the way in the ambulance.”
I jog behind him, fuming. How dare someone hurt her? Inside, I grab her hand once they have her hooked to an IV with the bleeding stopped.
“What happened?” I whisper.
“Samantha.”
“What?”
“She said she wouldn’t let me ruin your career.”
“Fuck her and Sang. I fired him.”
“What?” Her eyes widen.
“He’s out of my life for good. I’ll testify that he told me he bribed Samantha. I’m not saying he gave her the order, but I put nothing past him at this point.” God, this is all my damn fault. Maybe she’s the one who’s better off without me.
They bustle her out of the ambulance, and I follow them for as far as I can.
Is she going to be okay? What will I do if she’s not? If we stay together, can this happen again? The thoughts race around in my head. I move outside to get fresh air. Running a hand through my hair, I close my eyes and try to calm down.
Snap. Snap. Cameras begin to go off all around me.
“Yoon. Tell us what you’re doing here in the hospital. Were you involved in the altercation? Did you know Samantha Ho was unstable?”
“We heard you’ve parted ways with Sang over the victim.”