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Amir stood at the door of Sultana’s room and waited for the nurse to come out. The nurse came out and he came in. Sultana looked at him questioningly. – What do you want from me?

– Nothing. I just want to help you.

– Why?

– I cannot tell you about it right now. But trust me. When you get better, I will tell you everything about myself. I am not one of the people who want to hurt you. Now rest. They are bringing you lunch right now. I am leaving. I have to go to class, I am studying to be a doctor, and he showed his student ID. Sultana wanted to believe him so much, and she almost believed him, but the deceptions she experienced made her stay on guard. Amir left and lunch was brought to the ward.

As described earlier. There was one fatal outcome in a car collision. The rest of the passengers survived. Two of whom escaped are Arthur’s driver and Sultana herself. The two who were sitting in the back seat were hospitalized, and Arthur himself was on the verge of death, his condition was critical. His condition was in the hands of everyone, since everyone was afraid of him, and everyone wanted him dead, with the exception of not many people devoted to him. These were his loyal dogs who served him faithfully, but there were only a few of these people, they had been walking with him since the creation of this dirty business, and he had another loyal person ready to give his life for him, this person was the Fault. Vina loved him with all her heart and soul. Arthur did not know about it. He had nothing to do right now, and especially not to her. He was in a coma.