Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 334

Blair’s pov

Life has always been unfair to me, in every area and corner, it has always been really u fair to me. The fact to that as soon as I was overcoming a particular problem, so was another one coming up, right out of the blue. It was starting to get quite tiring and I really wished there was wasn’t I could get it to stop.

The hospital’s door got pulled open without knocking, and even without glancing over, I knew who it was.

“You’re getting discharged today.” He announced in a deep voice that I was starting to despise really well right now, because that was the voice of the man behind my latest dilemma right now.

I remained silent and flinched when I felt something being thrown on me.

“Don’t just act like you can’t hear me right now, I really don’t have the time for this right now but still made time for this.” He snapped and I glanced at what had been thrown at me, which I now realized were clothes, right before I glanced up at his unsmiling face. Of course he was in a suit, it was as if that was all he wore throughout his entire life, I thought as I wet my lip a little.

“Whose are these?” I asked as I referred to the clothes still at the side of my bed. He rolled his eyes becire folding his hands.

“Who do you think might own it? Go on, take a wild guess, I take it that you’re at least a little bit smart.”

I scowled at him and picked the clothes up, throwing them at him before I could think.

“You make the guessing yourself, if you had meant for me to wear that, then I’m going to pass. I want my old clothes back.”

He stared at me like he couldn’t believe what what had just happened, and for a moment, I began to berate myself as ru get I had acted on impulse without thinking my moves through.

“Feisty, I see…” He mused, and that was when I noticed that he was amused. He moved closer to me and dumped the clothes over my face this time as he spoke. “Well, you see, your clothes got cut off the day you were brought here.”

“Why would they do that?” I demanded while glaring at him. “No idea and also none of my business. You had better get dressed in that if you want to leave here as fast as possible,” He informed me and I shook my head and pushed the two outfits off the bed.

“I’m not going to wear that.” I stated.

“You’re acting like you actually have a choice here, little miss Blair.” He tutted, and I scowled at him harder, feeling a part of me break a little at the truth in those words. He was more than right, I really do not have a choice here.

When I remained silent, he made a displeased sound. “My time is very precious, Blair. I’d appreciate it if you don’t make me waste my time unnecessarily.”

I lifted my head in defiant. “I’m still not going to wear that, I’d rather go in this scrubs.” I said, gesturing to the hospital gown I still have on.

“There’s no way you’re wearing that, and besides, it belongs to the hospital.” He pointed out.

“They’re going to throw it out anyways, I might as well do the disposing for them.” I responded, feeling like my point had successfully overruled his.