A Lifetime With You

Chapter 1: Conscience

The operation also took a few hours before he was declared okay, as long as he was tall and handsome.

He moved to a private room. I went into his room and watched the man as he slept.

"What a life. I feel like I have a guilty conscience, and I even put your life in danger, huh?"I said while staring at him while he was sound asleep.

He is a civilian and I will admit, it is really my fault that he was hospitalized.

"I'm sorry. I've been careless while fulfilling my duty." I whispered underneath my breath.

I stopped staring at him when my cellphone rang, registering the name of our director, Narcisso.

If I answered that right away, I might get angry because I just don't know what he's going to ask me to do.

"Good evening, sir." I said.

I'm so nervous. I don't feel good about what he's going to say to me.

"Tolentino, come here to my office NOW." and he ended the call. He was really angry.

"I'll go first. I'm really sorry." I glanced at him first and decided to leave.

Don't worry, I'll be back.

When I arrived at the director's office, he immediately preached to me. I consider the fifty-four-year-old Director Narcisso my real father.

My godfather is a compadre of my late father. My father died because of the operation he and his godfather did. My godfather is my family. My mother left me when I was young.

I am very grateful to him because he considered me a child, educated and included in his work.

This is also what I want. To be an agent, and that has been fulfilled now, is JUST SUSPENDED.

"I don't know if I'm going to praise you or scold you. There's a civilian damned for what you did. "

Well, he's right, he has a point. I was wrong because I put the man's life in danger because I was in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, sir." I apologize.

"You're really at fault. Did you know you could be fired for what you did?"

He touched his nape as if it was high blood pressure on me, and I'm dead.

" If only Compadre was here, he would definitely scold you. Tell me, Leigh, what's the problem? You just made a mistake like this. " He asked me, as if my heart fell when he said, "I made a mistake." Well, it hurts, but it won't affect me. I am Leigh Tolentino.

"Sir, you're right, because I didn't have a clear plan before, I was carried away by situations."

"You know that excuse is not valid," he said and demanded.

"I'm sorry Leigh, because of what happened. You're suspended for 1 month."

"A month?" I asked, getting up from the seat.

"That's too heavy punishment, sir."

"My decision is final. Aguilar will first handle the Task Force while you are away," he concluded our conversation.

I came out of his office as if the whole world was a burden - it wasn't like I was really a burden.

How could I have been so careless? Nor did I think of steps.

"Tolentino, are you okay?" Maverick Aguilar asked. He was the one assigned to handle our group first. This includes our other members.

I just nodded at him and smiled.

"Just think you're on vacation. You don't want to? You can take a break from chasing the goons," said Rico.

Everyone laughed because of what he said. I felt a little relieved because of their awkwardness.

I was the only woman in the group, and I was the team leader. Many cases have been entrusted to us.

"I'm fine, as long as you take care of our remaining tasks while I'm gone." I was about to add something when someone suddenly entered.

"The great Agent Leigh Marie Tolentino has been suspended for a minor error." Hmm. How careless was Leigh? I'm telling you right, you're not really going to throw anything out. "

Oh f**k, George really likes to make fun of me.

George Pineda, leader of Task Force Lion, with his teammates.

I turned to him, "Is that so?" I think the big cases will go to us because your group can't solve them. " He even got me to really sigh. Before I could hit him, he was already walking away with his mad dogs.

I was about to leave when I felt my colleagues following me.

"Come back soon, Leigh," Arthas said.

"You texted us, huh?" Dexther's reminder

"Yeah, don't worry. I'll let you know. All right, I need to leave. " I said goodbye and took a taxi.

I have to go back to the hospital. That man is a burden on my conscience.

I just sighed and stared into space.

Suspended Leigh Marie Tolentino from work.

I got to the hospital with hesitation. I was scared. Just a joke.

I entered his room and stared blankly.

I felt someone staring at me. I immediately turned to him. I was not mistaken, the man was staring at me.

Then I just stared at him. I watched what it looked like. Gentle features, lovely eyes, and a piercing nose. And it was as if his lips were sweet to kiss, but suddenly his eyes deepened.

I averted my eyes before he could ask.

"Why do you look like that?" I rolled my eyes.

"No, I just want to see the face of the person who ruined my life," he added.

It was as if a large rock had fallen on my head. He was blaming me for what had happened, feeling guilty. I just approached and looked at his left arm. He shook my hand.

"Your OA, ha. It's so far from the intestine that you're right. It's just a scratch. "

"OA? if in the head or chest, so I was hit? "

I could not enter because a nurse entered.

"Just an injection." she said.

The man's handsome face turned pale when he noticed the needle.

"Sir, it's only a matter of time," the nurse said, injecting it.

Despite his pallor, the cheap man exclaimed, "Oh, s**t!"

I laughed as the nurse looked at me and laughed as well.

"What's funny?" He stared at me wickedly, as he had stared at me when we first met.

"It's like it was just an ant bite, eh."

I'm still laughing.

He took the pillow and threw it at me. I immediately dodged. He seemed really disgusted with me. I'm sure if it wasn't for the injury, I would have been beaten earlier.

I stopped laughing and put the pillow back on its head. I adjusted it and faced the ration tray. I pulled the wheeled tables closer to the bed. The tray of food lay there. I removed the food wrap from the tray.

"Eat that," I ordered.

He got up, sat on the bed, just like that, his long legs almost reaching the floor. It is difficult to blow because it only uses one hand and it is still left.

I did not immediately think that it was possible to get hit by a bullet earlier when the criminal hit the windshield of the car we were riding in.

If it weren't for me, he wouldn't be having that much trouble today.

Whether he wants to or not, it is my responsibility to take care of him until he recovers. I approached him and picked up the cutlery.

I watched her breakfast. The hospital time is early. They arrived at less than two o'clock in the morning.

There is vegetable broth, rice, chicken with ginger and mushrooms, and sliced assorted fruits for dessert.

I took the spoon from his hand and picked up the fork. I placed the dish and rice and raised the spoon to the level of her mouth.

Astonishment was on his face.

"Don't ask, just throw it away." I command.

That's what I did, and he also continued to eat as I gulped down his food.

I can't believe my 'assignment' right now. From Agent Tolentino to Babysitter-hmm.

"Whatever, Tolentino!" I sat on my own.

Drug lords and syndicates frighten me, but here and there I surrender to the evil look of this civilian with a wound on his arm-that I am the reason.

I thought to my colleagues, If they see me now, I might shoot them terribly.

I discarded my thoughts about my coworkers and focused my attention solely on feeding my baby-I mean, I take care of it.

"What's your name?" I asked him. He first consumed the flesh of his mouth before speaking.

"John Ethan Ramirez, how about you?"

"Leigh Marie Tolentino, but just call me Rye."

He stared at me intently, as if someone wanted to ask.

"Are you a lesbian?" it suddenly said.

What did you think and ask that? Is my nickname because of Rye'?

"No, no. I'm a woman, one hundred percent. " I growl at him.

He just shrugged his shoulders. When he finished eating, I gave him water to drink. Before I came here, I first went to the house to change my clothes and to the hospital to buy medicine.

I gave him medicine.

I just stopped by the hospital to find out that his condition was really good and left later.

I wanted to visit him this early, and before five o'clock I came here.

"Thank you, Leigh," he said, because he had finished taking the medicine.

But not smiling, His face was serious.