The Jailbird - S01 E95

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The Jailbird - S01 E95

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 95

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“F+çking touch her again, and I’ll spill your brains to the floor” the deep voice came like a bomb, and the silence drowned the hall.

Dominic’s eyes ticked, but he couldn’t even turn back to look at who it is.

He has never heard that voice before, and the look he’s seeing in the eyes of everyone shows that the person is not a known person.

They’re equally shocked, also because no one has dared to threaten him before.

As for Adeline, she felt her heart racing lethargically.

It was so fast that she almost died within that one minute.

That voice… That f+çking voice.

She swallowed emptiness, and her heart raced faster as she began looking up.

Blood was drooling out of the corner of her lips, and she had to hold her chest so she won’t die of heart attack till her eyes saw him.

There’s a chandelier hanging above the person, and the light from the chandelier is shinning brightly on his face, hiding it from her.

She imagined Madden immediately, and she gasped, spranging up with her hand on her chest.

“Ma…

She was cut short when she finally saw the face.

It’s not him.

All the hope she had one minute ago crashed at her feet, and a tear rolled down her eyes.

Madden’s eyes looks like a looming storm, and they’re slightly squinted with his brows dipped as he stared back at her with something she can’t pinpoint.

Adeline sniffled and took a step back, then with the second step, she turned around, running out of the hall.

“Tessa!” Dominic shouted and almost went after her, but Madden pressed the gun harder to his head.

“Who the hell are you! Get that thing away!” He shouted.

“Mr. Vernon?” Baron came forward from the crowd.

“Wait… Vernon? Your shitty potter from Russia?” Dominic’s eyes widened, and despite the gun to his head, he turned swiftly to face Madden.

Madden dropped his hand, his second hand is in his pocket.

He had no plans to enter this place, but it all changed when Baron mentioned Dominic as the one who handled Adeline’s burial.

When he stepped in some minutes ago and saw the ongoing scene, he almost walked out, but when he heard Tessa saying…

“Pig!”

Her voice made him change his mind and use his gun, but it’s a waste, cos her voice only sounds like Adeline’s, it’s not her.

“And who the f+ck do you think you are? You think you have the right to point a gun at me?” Dominic snarled, and Madden smirked.

Christ… He wants to kill this bastard and bury him in sewer.

“You’re Dominic, aren’t you?” He said calmly.

“How dare you point a gun at me? You dirty potter! You think you have the balls to shoot me? Huh?” Dominic arrogantly snarled again.

Madden raised his gun again, pulling the trigger without waiting.

Dominic didn’t see it coming, and by the time the bullet hit his arm, he cried out as his blood soaked his arm.

“Damn!!!!” He shrieked, staggering on a chair.

Mouths and eyes came wide in the hall, and all attention went to Madden again.

Even Baron himself was too stunned to speak.

* Who’s he?

* He looks foreign

* Heard he’s a potter from Russia.

* He’s Russian? He looks dangerous.

* What the hell… Dominic met his match this time.

“Argh!!” Dominic groaned again, still holding the arm.

Madden took two steps to him, rolling his eyes darkly.

“Where did you bury Adeline at?” He flat out asked.

“Why would I tell you that!!” Dominic cried.

Madden raised the gun again, and Baron quickly covered Dominic.

“He buried her at the hospital graveyard. I’ll take you there tomorrow” he said quickly.

“Now” Madden interrupted.

“But the feast…

“Now” Madden gritted.

“Come with me then” Baron led the way out of the hall.

Dominic was still bleeding as Madden pocketed his gun before following Baron out.

The feast never remained the same. Instead of feast, it became a gossip party.

Everyone began talking about Vernon Petrova and Tessa who rose from the dead.

Trixie came in, holding a new dress for Adeline.

Her heart was slamming as she looked around the hall, but no sign of Adeline.

“Fatima!” She called fearfully, running around the hall.

“Fatima!”

She met Fatima at the back of the hall, dead drunk with alcohol.

“Fatima where is my sister? I heard a gunshot on my way here please tell me my sister is fine!” She said impatiently.

“She…she…”

Fatima stuttered senselessly, pointing at the main door.

“She left?” Trixie asked, catching on.

Fatima nodded drunkenly, and Trixie rushed out of the hall.

*

DOMINIC’S SUITE*

Adeline tore the trashy gown away from her body when she arrived, and tears were still pouring out of her eyes as she entered the bathroom.

She got under the shower and took off her panty.

Surprisingly, it’s stained with her menstrual blood.

Her heart leapt again, and more tears escaped her eyes

The last time she menstruated was back then at the clan before she started using the blocking shots.

How much she missed seeing this blood.

She turned on the shower, and as the water ran down her body, she swept her hair back with the torrents.

The water swallowed her tears, and her eyes caught the body wash and hair wash.

The name is DELUXE, and every other thing in this bathroom is from the same brand.

She angrily pushed everything away, wasting them all on the ground.

Nothing beats the PURPLE soap and body wash, even the hair wash is unmatched.

She misses them so much. She misses Madden more.

She looked at herself in the shower mirror, and another wave of anger pumped through her when she saw her now black hair.

Trixie said Dominic injected her scalp with some stuff when she was in coma, and the stuff changed her hair color from gold to black.

Unless she barbs her hair to skin and give it some special treatment that only Dominic knows, the golden hair is never coming back.

She scooped some of the hair wash in her hand and started washing the hair aggressively.

Some of the hair even pulled out in the process, but she didn’t stop washing till she got headache under the intense pressure.

She got another hair wash bottle and resumed washing again, crazily trying to make the dark hair disappear…

“Adeline!” Trixie barged into the bathroom.

Adeline didn’t stop, so Trixie got under the shower with her and started trying to pull her hands away from her hair, but she stubbornly refused.

“You’d ruin your scalp!!” She shouted.

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“I don’t care I want my golden hair back! I want everything back! I want my life back!!” She yelled.

“Adeline!!!” Trixie yelled back at her, and that seemed to bring her back to her senses.

“Trixie” she muttered, her hands dropping voluntarily.

“Gawd…I’m sorry” Trixie started crying too as she hugged her.

“I’m sorry” she whispered again, and Adeline sniffled before hugging her back, the shower beating both of them.

“I miss him… it’s messing with my brain… I miss him madly… It’s messing with my brain Trixie… What if I run mad?” She muttered.

“You won’t” Trixie replied, stroking her wet hair.

*

APEX SYNDICATE HOSPITAL*

Baron’s car drove into the park, and he stepped out of the car with Madden who looks colder than the weather.

It’s a snowy night, and snowflakes were decorating their hairs as Baron led him to the back of the hospital.

There’s a large land there which is used as a graveyard for dead patients abandoned by their family.

Baron walked to the down part of the land and stopped, facing Madden who’s like a rock behind him.

“Here” he said, pointing at the grave.

Madden came forward, and his eyes lowered when he saw the name on the concrete.

Adeline Wilson.

“You’re not an ordinary potter, are you? No potter owns a gun” Baron said, but he didn’t even reply.

He sat on the grave, rubbing his palm on the name with so much love and affection in his eyes.

Baron sighed and walked away from him, leaving him at the site.

He turned around at a point and looked back, wondering who he really is.

There’s actually nothing in the grave.

Dominic only made this grave in case of necessity.

His throat is itching to tell him that Adeline is not dead, but he can’t.

If he does, then Dominic might get provoked and kill Adeline.

He sighed and left eventually.

Madden brought a bottle of vodka out of his black jacket, and he opened it with a pop, pouring some of it on the grave before drinking from it.

Tomorrow, he’s gonna have to dig out her body, but for now, he’s just gonna spend the night here with her.

He shut his eyes, resting back on the concrete.

*

HONG KONG, 9PM*

“Cheers!” Nazeera clinked her glass with the twins.

They’re out for dinner.

While they drank juice, she drank wine, then they started eating their meals.

“We’ll go out again on new year’s, right?” Angelika asked.

“Of course… I already told you both to just tell me what you want. You only have to talk, and it’s done” Nazeera smiled, cutting their steak for them.

“Why didn’t you kidnap Ivan and lock him up in the basement like he did to you? Why did you kill him easily and then decided to start torturing his kids Madden and Maya?” Aleksandr suddenly said.

“What!” Nazeera blinked.

Angelika shifted awkwardly on her seat.

“If you’re even being fair, then you should have tortured Igor and Sin too since they’re also Ivan’s kids, but you didn’t. Why? Cos you gave birth to those two?” Aleksandr further talked.

“Aleks!” Nazeera snapped glaringly, and the young boy smiled.

“Kidding” he said, returning to his meal.

Nazeera got a call immediately, and she took her phone, standing up.

“Will be right back” she said, leaving the kids to step out.

It’s her hitmen.

“Yes?”

“Last year on the night of Madden’s shootout at the square, we got info that FR surgery tools were looted from Vladimir hospital that same night, and two surgeons were kidnapped. The culprits are unknown, but they’re obviously from The Bratva” they reported.

“You’re telling me Madden got a facial reconstructive surgery?” Nazeera smiled evilly.

“Yes. We’re trying to find the two doctors but they’re out of the country. Once we get to them, they can confirm Madden’s new face”

“And Adeline?” Nazeera asked.

“A syndicate hospital in Colorado handled her burial, but the strange thing is that the doctor’s wife died a week before the bombing, but she miraculously came back to life. There are pictures of her from a feast an hour ago”

“Wait … You’re telling me that… He gave his wife’s face to Adeline? That one is alive” Nazeera laughed.

“Looks like it”

“They’re really soulmates, aren’t they? But they won’t meet again. Even if they’d meet, I’ll make it the last time, and I’d make Madden watch as I kill her again. That’d be his third pain” Nazeera said.

“Find me her present location, and get Madden’s new face too as soon as possible. It’s finally time to strike again” she finalized.

Meanwhile…back inside, Aleksandr left the table already. He went to the restaurant kitchen.

“What are you doing here young boy?” One of the chefs asked.

“Shrimp, give me shrimp” Aleksandr spread his palm forward, and the chef smiled, giving him some.

“Such a cutie” he smiled, and Aleksandr smirked before leaving the kitchen.

He gave two of the shrimps to Angelika at the table, and they both ate at the same time.

Nazeera returned too, settling down with them again.

“Sorry for taking too long” she smiled, and their meals resumed in silence.

They finished up shortly, then Nazeera payed, and they left the restaurant.

Getting to the park, blood ran down the noses of the twins at the same time, and her eyes widened.

“Aleks? Angel!”

They exchanged glances before passing out on the ground.

“Aleks!! Angel!!!” She yelled.

In twenty minutes, they were already getting wheeled into the nearest hospital.

“Please save my kids! Please!!” Nazeera was shouting as she ran after the two stretchers.

They were wheeled into the same ward, and Nazeera had to stay out restlessly till the doctors came back.

“How’re they doing?” She spranged up hastily.

“Allergy. I’m sure you know they’re suffering from it so why watch them eat what they’re allergic to?” The doctor replied.

“Shrimp? How come? I always avoid it!” Nazeera gasped unbelievably.

“You should avoid it more… They should be able to get past the critical stage at their young age, else… It’d affect them in unexpected ways in the future” the doctor explained.

Nazeera couldn’t even reply, her mind is filled with thoughts on where they ate the shrimps from.

“Follow me for some recommended supplements” the doctor further said, leading her out of the hallway.

Inside the ward, Aleksandr was the first to open his eyes.

He immediately got down from the bed and walked to Angelika’s bed, waking her up too.

“Time to leave. Let’s go” he said.

Angelika got down, and he held her hand.

They both ran out of the hospital.

*