If Kurt hadn't died, at least her daughter would still have a father. Perhaps things wouldn't have turned out like this.

The doctor dressed Jack's wounds and exited the room. With an inquisitive look, he asked, "Miss, this man has a lot of scars on his body. Who is he?"

Marina gave him a stack of cash. "Don't ask anything you shouldn't. This is your fee."

The doctor's eyes lit up at the sight of so much money. He understood that Marina had to be someone important, and he should just take the money and shut up.

"Understood, miss. His condition is stable. He just needs to rest for a while."

"Thanks."

Marina called Tim over. "Send the doctor back."

She went back to the bedroom.

Jack was topless and lying in bed. She could see his bandaged arms while his torso was covered by a blanket.

The lighting in the basement was bad, so she hadn't gotten a good look before. She finally had a chance to get a good look at Jack.

He almost looked identical to Kurt. Marina couldn't tell the di