Beep—a frigid, mechanical sound rang in her ears. Remi opened her eyes and saw Enzo leaning over her with a worried look on his face. "Thank God you're still alive."
"Oh, thank God!"
Remi looked at him out of the corner of her eye. "What happened to me?"
Enzo replied and clicked his tongue like an old man, "You worked too much overtime. You got weaker from all those years of luxury. Do you want to stay in the gaming business with a body like that? It's really embarrassing.”
Remi held her head and wished he would just stop talking. But after a few seconds of silence, he spoke again and said, "I'm going to go downstairs and get you something to eat. The doctor told me not to let you move about too much. Understood?”
"Yes. Thanks.” she responded.
Enzo snorted and strode out with his
