Kyle sighed and he got off the hospital bed.

"Kay's on the flight home already," Kyle announced as he reached for his shirt in the closet, "I'm getting out of here."

"Wait, you can't do that," Xing Han said, "You're still injured."

"This? This is nothing," Kyle said stubbornly. He placed his shirt and pants on the bed then took off the hospital gown, standing only in his boxers.

Just then, there was a slight knock and a nurse entered immediately. She stopped abruptly upon seeing the scantily clad Kyle who quickly took his jeans and put it on.

"I'm sorry," said the nurse.

It was a hospital ward, so it was normal for nurses to enter the room without even knocking, but most did still knock out of respect However, they still wouldn't wait for an answer and anyone who wanted privacy would have closed the curtains around the bed.

This was a well known fact.

However, Kyle had forgotten to do so, and thus, he was not blaming the nurse for it.

"No, I'm sorry," Kyle said, "I forgot to close the curtains."

The nurse nodded, and handed him a small container with some pills. Although she appeared professional, she was screaming inwardly at the devastating eye candy in front of her. He should have a warning label on top of his forehead - you know, like those warnings you get before going on a roller coaster.

Anyone with a weak heart cannot attend to the young man. They're likely to get a cardiac arrest or lose control to primal urges. The nurse laughed at herself for these insane thoughts.

"It's time for your medicine," the nurse replied, handing it to him.

Kyle gave her his Million Dollar Watt Smile, took the proferred medicine and swallowed the pills with a gulp of water.

"Sam, I'd like to check out now," Kyle said, looking at Sam.

Sam got up, saying, "Okay."

"But you're still injured," the nurse said.

"That's what I said!" Xing Han retorted, looking smugly at Kyle.

"Minor injuries. I don't need to be hospitalised for it," Kyle pointed out.

Kyle handed Sam a black credit card, "Use this."

Sam looked at it and raised an eyebrow upon seeing his name on it.

"It's a supplementary card," Kyle explained, "As my PA and to be used accordingly. It took some time to do, and I didn't have a chance to give it to you until now."

"Ah, and the pin is your birthday. Change it as soon as you can."

Sam nodded and left.

"What now?" Xing Han asked.

"The next interview is in two weeks' time," Kyle said, "I'll go back first, settle things at home then come back for that."

"You think you can settle everything in a week or so?" Xing Han asked in amazement.

"You forget," Kyle said, "I have my own Team. They can handle most of what needs to be done."

Xing Han sighed and wished Kyle wasn't so efficient.

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After that, Xing Han felt like everything went by in a blur.

The hospital discharge, answering the police questions, the purchase of flight tickets, the packing and finally, there they were, waiting for their cab to take them to the airport.

However, just as they went out when their cab arrived, Kyle stopped.

"Wait," he said, his eyes on something in the distance, "I'll be back. Just have the cab wait for a while."

Sam nodded and went to the cab first, handing him some money as compensation to wait.

Xing Han wondered why Kyle had gone off, and quickly followed him. Kyle heard Xing Han's footsteps behind him, and he slowed down to allow Xing Han to catch up.

"What's wrong?" Xing Han asked, seeing the dazed look on Kyle's face.

"Strangely enough, I forgot about this place," Kyle said in wonder as he stood outside the building that was close to their hotel.

Xing Han looked at where Kyle was staring at.

The entrance had a covered patio, and on top of it was a replica of a vintage Harley Davidson. Above the entrance in a bold, gold and black lettering, were the words, "The Rock Cafe."

Kyle entered and looked about. Just like what he remembered. The foyer was the reception area and on the right, was the restaurant that sold mainly western food and on the left, was the nightclub.

The nightclub was only opened at night, starting from 7pm until dawn.

"Why are we here again?" Xing Han asked, following Kyle obediently.

Kyle shook his head, flung his arm around Xing Han's shoulders and led him out, "Was just reminiscing a bit."

"You used to come here a lot in your past life?"

Kyle shook his head.

"No. I came a few times, too few to mention," Kyle replied, "But ... the last time I was here ... well, let's just say that ever since then, I never did step into the place ever again. Or touched a drink again."

"What? Why? What happened?"

Kyle sighed.

"Something that I regret to this day," Kyle said softly, looking back at the building as they walked out, "I wish I could turn back time and redo the day, but I can't. It was my little dirty secret."

He gave a loud sigh, "I guess I was feeling so bad about it, I buried the incident deep down. I don't know why I suddenly remembered now."

Xing Han gulped, "Stop with these hints and what-not. Can't you just say outright what happened?! You're worse than an Evil Author giving cliffhangers!"

Kyle laughed at that, ruffling Xing Han's hair and replied, "It was the day I cheated on my husband."

"WHAT?!!"

"It's not something I'm proud of, and I never thought of cheating at all," Kyle said softly, "Despite how unhappy and unsatisfied I had been, I never thought it would happen. The guilt ate up inside of me."

"So who was it?" Xing Han asked, "That person?"

Kyle pursed his lips, "Chris."