Chapter 3 A BAD TEMPERAMENT

When they got to the club, Frost went straight to the gym. He walked towards the locker room, needing to change into his boxing gear. He knew had to exert himself to deal with the anger that was boiling inside of him otherwise he would just explode.

Knowing that this was going to take a while, Leo let him be and headed out. He soon flagged down a taxi and left for Frost's place. The doctor sounded urgent on phone.

The gym is one place where Frost could shed off his CEO facade and just be himself. He needed not to hide from his pain, anger, and anguish anytime he got into a workout.

This always left him feeling refreshed physically but so empty emotionally because his wounds ran deep. Locating a free punching bag in the boxing section, he got right into it and started punching with all his might.

"Frost man, what's eating you up today? You are about to wear out the bag"

Frost paused to take a look at Kent, one of his sparing partners. Without giving him an answer, he continued pounding and kicking the bag.

"Why don't we go at it if you need to blow off some steam?" Kent offered with a crooked smile. He could see the veins popping from his friend's forehead.

Frost didn't disappoint and they both went into the boxing ring.

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Doctor Weister heard Leo's voice downstairs and heaved a sigh of relief. Soon she heard a knock and stood up to open the door. Leo got into the room and saw the young lady crouched at the corner of the room, trying to make herself as small as possible as if she could become invisible with the act.

Her arms were around her knees and she looked petrified. Removing his blazer and setting it on the chair, he took the tablets from the doctor and crouched near the young lady.

Thinking of a way to convince her to take her medication, he took his painkillers from his shirt pocket and held them in his other hand while stretching the hand with her medicine towards her.

"Hey beautiful, help me take my medicine so that I can feel better," he said while smiling at her. He figured since he had a headache coming on, he might as well use this chance to take the painkillers while prompting her to have hers.

She looked at him with questioning eyes while he took the tablet into his mouth and swallowed with a sip of water. He then coaxed her to open her mouth and quickly pushed the two tablets inside.

He then gave her a glass of water and motioned for her to drink. Although she had lost her memory and was very scared, she felt that she could trust this person squatting next to her.

He didn't have the stern look of the lady who kept popping into her room now and then. With the help of Weister, they then helped her onto the bed so that she could rest for a while.

Weister had been thinking about whether to use the hypnosis method on her patient to see if it would trigger her memory but Frost was very much against it. He felt that whatever trauma the young lady had gone through, they needed to give her time to recover at least her physical wounds before dealing with her mental state.

They both headed downstairs so Weister could brief Leo on the progress so far. Cause he hadn't had a bite since breakfast, he requested the house help to prepare something for both of them. As they waited, Weister spoke her mind.

"The slash wound is healing fine because she doesn't move around much. She also seems to be getting used to the bedroom environment which is a good thing.

"Seeing the way you interacted with her also means that she is learning to trust. I just hope that there is something that will be able to trigger her memory so that we can know who she is."

Leo looked at her and asked if the lady had had anything to eat but she shook her head negatively. He sighed, knowing that she rarely ate and this might end up affecting the progress of her healing. When the food was ready, he took a few slices of bread and a bowl of soup and asked the house help to take it to the lady's room.

Frost was not concentrating which resulted in him getting quite a few punches. This made him even more furious. Unfortunately the more he missed hitting Kent, the more Kent hit him.

Getting angrier by the minute, he lost control and using his shoulder, rammed into Kent who wasn't expecting such a dirty move. He then straddled his opponent and started raining blows on him.

Luckily for Kent, there were a few guys who had come to watch the match so they got into the ring and separated the two of them.

"Bro, what's happening with you today?" He asked Frost while spitting blood from his mouth. He knew his friend had a bad temperament but he never expected to be on the receiving end of it.

Feeling like a veil had been lifted off from his eyes, Frost looked at Kent's almost battered face and wondered what kind of a demon had possessed him. He had never lost himself like this before and he knew that unexpectedly seeing his father today was the cause.

Knowing that it would be futile to apologize to his friend right now, he angrily left for the showers, planning to render the apology later on. He knew he had some explaining to do and he wasn't in the right frame at the moment. He was also never good at apologizing.

After he was done and clothed, he called his assistant cause he realized Leo hadn't been in the gym with him. Leo picked up his call and they agreed to meet at the office in twenty minutes.