In the middle of the night, Marcel arrived at the hospital. He was worried about Adrian, and after what he witnessed in the basement of the Marimo family, he needed to inform Dominik.
Marcel entered the VIP wardroom as Kai had already informed him of the room number. When he pushed the door, he was stunned to see how Dominik was seated beside Adrian, his hand gently resting on his shoulder.
“Dude, what are you doing?” Marcel rolled his eyes as he slapped Dominik’s hands away from Adrian’s shoulder.
“Shh! Don’t shout. Ad is sleeping,” Dominik shushed Marcel and rose to his feet. “Let’s sit there and talk,” He suggested, motioned towards the sofa in the wardroom, and indicated to things there.
“Man, what the hell was that? Don’t tell me you are making him sleep?” Marcel exclaimed.
“Why?
