CHAPTER 11
Rayne’s heart ached hearing Losif’s words. The boy had been sitting there all this time, probably since morning, without food or water. Didn’t any of the nurses notice him out here? Why hadn’t anyone taken him back inside?
People here really weren’t as kind as they should be.
Seeing him alone like that, Rayne knew he couldn’t just walk away. He reached for Losif’s hand.
“Come with me, will you?”
Losif nodded quietly, and they walked to Rayne’s car together. Rayne opened the passenger door for him and helped him sit inside.
“Losif, wait here for me, okay? I just need to talk to someone inside,” Rayne said.
Losif nodded again, and Rayne closed the door gently before heading back into the hospital.
At the main counter, a nurse smiled politely. “How can I help you, sir?”
“Patient name: Losif. Is he still receiving treatment here?” Rayne asked.
The nurse typed for a few seconds, then looked up. “No, he was discharged this morning.”
“What about his medical charges?” he pressed.
“Oh,” she replied casually, “when we called his family, they sent the money to our hospital account. But they also left a message saying there’s no need to contact them about Losif again, and that we could go ahead and discharge him today.”
Rayne felt a tightness in his chest.
So they did know he was here, but instead of coming for their son, they just sent the money and told the hospital not to bother them again.
How could a family be like this? Rayne never imagined people could be so heartless. His own family, his parents, his relatives, they were all kind and caring. But Losif’s…
“Where are Losif’s belongings?” Rayne asked.
The nurse stood and called someone over. A few minutes later, a staff member returned with a small diary and a mobile phone.
So they didn’t even bother returning his things when they sent him out. Not even his phone.
From this alone, Rayne could understand the entire situation. Even though the bill had been paid, the hospital staff didn’t care about Losif’s condition simply because his family didn’t.
What kind of bullshit was this?
Was this really how hospitals treated their patients? Rayne was so angry he could barely form words.
“So you’re saying that just because his parents paid the bill and told you to discharge him, you let a patient with amnesia walk out of the hospital, someone who doesn’t even remember where he lives or where to go? Don’t you think that’s the most stupid decision this hospital has ever made?”
The nurse’s eyes widened. Rayne wasn’t speaking quietly. In fact, he made sure everyone nearby could hear him.
This hospital’s behavior was unbearable. He wasn’t about to tolerate it.
“What are you saying, sir? We would never do something like that,” she stammered, glancing at the other staff, silently begging them to support her.
They clearly hadn’t expected anyone to show up for Losif, especially after Rayne had left earlier that morning without saying anything.
“What do you mean you didn’t do anything? Then why was Losif sitting outside the hospital entrance, leaning against the wall like a homeless man? Did no one see him there? Or did you just ignore him because you already got the money?”
His voice was sharp and cold. One hand rested on the counter while the other held Losif’s diary and phone.
The nurse’s expression darkened with irritation, but Rayne didn’t care.
“Sir, I think you’re mistaken. We don’t treat patients like that. Please leave. Guards, show him the way out.”
Of course. Now that she had no explanation, she wanted him thrown out before anyone discovered the truth.
Two alpha guards approached him, but before they reached him, Rayne’s eyes landed on a logo printed on a nearby wall. A cloud with a tree beneath it.
He froze.
That was his company’s logo.
He hadn’t reviewed all the company files yet, today was his first official day, but was this hospital one of the places his father’s company funded?
Thinking quickly, Rayne called San and walked toward the exit. Seeing him leave on his own, the guards stopped.
Outside the doors, Rayne didn’t go far. He stood there with the phone to his ear.
(Rayne) “San, where are you right now? Have you reached home yet?”
(San) “No, boss. I’m still on the subway. Only one station left. Do you need something?”
(Rayne) “Yes. I need the list of hospitals our company has partnerships with, and the ones we’re funding.”
(San) “Got it. Give me five minutes.”
Rayne hung up and crossed his arms, waiting. But then he suddenly remembered, Losif was still in the car, alone.
He rushed back to the parking area and opened the car door.
His heart sank.
Losif was crying. Quietly, helplessly. Tears streamed down his face, his nose running as he tried to wipe everything away with shaking hands.
“Losif, what happened? Why are you crying? Are you in pain somewhere?” Rayne asked in panic.
Losif shook his head, wiping his eyes. “I thought you left me… and you weren’t going to come back.”
Rayne’s chest tightened painfully. It wasn’t the first time he had seen Losif cry like this.
Before, whenever Rayne ignored him or they argued, Losif always cried first. He apologized even when he wasn’t at fault. He promised not to repeat the same mistake, and Rayne always forgave him.
Their relationship had lasted all these years because Losif never stopped trying.
He’d never done anything Rayne disliked. Rayne still remembered, after they became adults, when they were alone one day, Losif had tried to kiss him.
They’d hugged so many times since middle school, so that wasn’t new. But at that moment, Rayne panicked. It suddenly felt wrong, like he was doing something he shouldn’t.
He told Losif he needed time.
Rayne did not get upset; instead, he simply smiled softly and hugged Losif again. After that day, Losif never tried to kiss him or cross any boundaries. They still hugged, they still held hands, and not once did Losif make Rayne feel their relationship was strange just because they didn’t have sex.
It was painful to remember that the Losif who once treasured him had been sleeping with his best friend for years.
Rayne had never found out. Even if they were involved, there had been no reason for the two of them to do it in the restroom.
Losif had known Rayne was there for a blind date.
It felt almost intentional, as if he had wanted Rayne to witness that scene.
“Losif, don’t cry. Even if you cry, nothing will change.
You cheated on me, so I can never be yours.
I’m already married.” Rayne’s expression remained straight.
What had changed? When had their relationship fallen apart so badly that there was no way back?
As far as Rayne remembered, everything had once been fine.
Even Losif hadn’t seemed different. But now, everything had changed.
When Rayne said those words, Losif’s eyes widened. He panted heavily, his chest rising and falling as though he were in pain. Rayne knew he was hurting, and he also knew Losif didn’t remember what he had done. But Rayne remembered everything. He couldn’t pretend nothing had happened.
“N… no… no… please, please don’t leave me. Please…” Losif cried again.
He begged with both hands clasped, his eyes filled with desperation. But the truth was, he was no longer part of Rayne’s world.
Rayne stepped forward and pulled him into a hug. One hand rested at the back of Losif’s head, the other on his back, gently patting him. Losif clung tightly to him.
“Shh, Losif, don’t cry. Eventually your memories will come back, and you’ll remember what you did to me. Then you won’t cry anymore,” Rayne said. He refused to comfort him with lies.
Losif still trembled like a leaf. His pheromones lingered in the air, the scent of roses thick and heavy.
Rayne’s phone buzzed. San must have sent the list of hospitals. Rayne gently pulled away, handed Losif his phone, and took out his own. While opening the message, he leaned forward to grab a tissue box.
“Wipe your tears, or you’ll catch a cold,” he said, giving Losif the tissues before turning back to the screen.
He scrolled through the list until he found the name: Aura Hospital. It stood out immediately. Their company held fifty-five percent of its shares, making them the main source of funding. In truth, they were the hospital’s only partner, so it practically belonged to them.
And yet, Aura Hospital still dared to mistreat him.
Rayne typed a message to San.
[Rayne: San, send me the contract between our company and Aura Hospital.]
Within minutes, San sent the file.
Rayne smirked as he opened the official company account. The announcement of him becoming CEO had already been posted. That account was handled by a staff member who rarely came to the office and usually worked from home.
Rayne messaged the staff member and instructed him to publish another announcement.
When he looked up, he noticed Losif had stepped out of the car and was now quietly standing beside him. Right—now that he was discharged, where was he supposed to go? Rayne didn’t even know his current address.
“Do you remember where you used to live?” Rayne asked.
Losif shook his head.
“You really don’t remember anything?” Rayne asked again. Losif shook his head once more. Rayne couldn’t just leave him alone like this.
Why hadn’t Ken come to get him? Weren’t the two of them sleeping behind his back? Their relationship should have been strong by now, shouldn’t it?
Rayne looked at him. “Call Ken, your boyfriend, and tell him to come pick you up.”
After hearing that, Losif crossed his arms and stared straight ahead, pretending he hadn’t heard anything.
“I don’t remember him, so don’t call him my boyfriend, and I won’t call him,” he said, pouting.
Was he actually sulking just because Rayne called Ken his boyfriend? That pout was impressive.
“Whatever you say. It’s true you loved Ken more than me, and that fact isn’t going to change,” Rayne said.
Losif’s expression immediately turned sad. Rayne sighed. He could deal with the hospital later. For now, he should take Losif to his villa.
Just as that thought crossed Rayne’s mind, his phone started ringing. It was Lucian.