CHAPTER TWENTY

CATHERINE'S POV

With haste, I ran to Ethan's room and found him on his bed, with his eyes opened, and confusion written all over his face.

"Ethan?" I called his name, in the form of a question, but he did not respond, rather he sat there looking at everyone in confusion.

"What am I doing here?" He asked, removing the drip from his palm, making him bleed, the guards held him in place but Ethan kept screaming.

"Get me the fuck out of here, I want to meet my wife," ...