Sold? Oh Please.

Jason walked into his office with a smile on his face. No way she wouldn't post that video now. She was making a mistake hiding back although he couldn't say he expected her decision. Since when didn't she make an impulsive decision? What was worse was the fact that she was actually involved in the scandal with the actor Hyun Jin. 

Since when? What possibly could have influenced her to say no? What? Private business? Patricia literally created a fake private life for her and revealed it. 

Well that by the way, as he sat behind his desk he noticed the blinking icon on his desktop and he suddenly remembered. That annoying Matt had bugged him with work all the way to the office he hadn't been able to listen to the conversation between Jessie and Jonathan's mother.

Clicking on the icon he plugged in his ear pods, but after a few minutes he froze, what is this?! 

"WHAT THE HELL!!" He yelled, swiping the airpods from his ear, he pushed himself away from the table and glared at his computer. Panting heavily!

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Jessie walked into the shower after a painful hour of wracking her brain trying to understand what she should do. She didn't quite understand what Jason meant by 'marry Patricia'.

She turned it on and began to sladder soap on her body, but she let out a piercing scream the moment hair got wet. 

"What the hell?" She screamed, dashing out of the bathroom. Something just shocked her, like actual electricity! She trembled as she combed her through her body, trying to find what could be the rea-

"What the hell is this?" She asked, pulling a round device from the back of her hair. 

Jumping back she dropped it into the sink as it sparked again. "Oh my goodness!" She gasped, walking out of the bathroom she pulled on a hoodie, not even bothering to dry herself, she grabbed a hand towel and wrapped the device and left her room.

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"Hello son." A man in his late fifties smiled, as he stuck his head into his son's office. 

"Dad!" Paul head rose in surprise. "What are you doing in the city? Why didn't you tell me you were coming over?" He said getting up.

"Hmm... I thought it would be better if I surprised you." He stated bluntly, walking into the office.

"Are you satisfied with what you saw? Is the hospital running to your liking?" He asked, his face holding an air of accusation. 

"Ahh... you knew." 

"It is my hospital, won't you be disappointed if I didn't?" He asked.

Bishop Song had already taken rounds around the hospital, before coming up. They both knew it wasn't a casual visit. It was never a casual visit between this father and son.

"Well how much can I expect from a lawyer running a hospital?" His father said.

Paul tilted his head at the man. "Accept it will you, both you and Adonis aren't going to get what you want." 

"And what is it that we want." His father asked.

"For me to fail... I might not want to run a hospital but I love mother too much to let you win. I know about the wager." He said. 

"I can't believe she told you." His father pouted.

"Well I am her favourite, besides when my father is anxiously awaiting my downfall. She has to step up." Paul gave him a fake smile.

Bishop sighed. "Why did you insist on studying Law then?" 

"Because you told me I wouldn't succeed if it wasn't medicine." Paul replied. 

Bishop began to laugh, "probably the reason you're your mother's favourite, you have her determination to prove others wrong." 

He shrugged.

"But you should know son, no father wants his son to fail. I love you, I might not be accepting of your career choices but I will always love you." 

The atmosphere was quiet at first, then Paul broke the silence with a snarky remark. "Now look at what you did, fix this awkward atmosphere!" 

Bishop Song laughed. "You foolish boy."

"Oh yeah dad." Paul said.

"Hmm?"

"How much do you know about Jason's mother?" He asked.

"Veronica Park?" 

Paul nodded. 

"Well not much really, I do know she was a pretty mysterious woman." Bishop Song replied. "Why do you ask?"

"Uh... no reason, I was just wondering. Are you staying at a hotel?"

"Why you want to invite me to your home?"

"Absolutely not. I was just trying to make conversation, but I give up. I'm a busy man, you should go." Paul gestured to the door.

"Hmph! Cheeky brat. Walk you father out!" He ordered. 

Paul almost rolled his eyes, but got up anyway. Walking to the door he held it open as his father walked out.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot." His father said as they walked through the hallway. "How is your Fiancee?"

Paul froze as he thought about the question. Really? How was his fiancee? Goodness knows that since the engagement party he'd barely seen her. Although he was preoccupied, still that was no excuse. 

But he sucked it up and gave his father an answer. "She's fine."

"That's all?" His father asked when he didn't say anymore. 

"Yes father, that's all."

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She practically sprinted to Jason study, somehow she just knew he would be there. 

Pushing the door open she called for him. "Jason?" No answer, but-

"Oh my gosh!!" She screamed "Jason!" She ran to the figure crouching on the ground.

"I-I ca-can't..." he heaved.

"Stop talking!" She ordered. "Breathe, please Jason breathe!" She yelled as she held his shoulders.

He panted heavily, clutching his chest for support, his eyes watery and his face red. 

Jessie didn't know what to do, he wasn't responding, so she ran to the door and screamed for help. Rushing back to his she grabbed his shoulders.

"Jason! Jason! Please!" She cried.

He looked up at her, clutching at her side and that when she looked into his eyes. She didn't need to be told, she knew what was wrong.

But how could she get him out of this time? Could she kiss someone that already couldn't breathe?

Butler Choi and a few bodyguards had already run into the room.

"Jason! Get an oxygen mask!" She ordered.