Serviguel Fustante's POV
“Fvck!” I cussed as I went inside my car and finally rested my weak body. I am drunk, but I have to go to the hospital. Each moment past, my body and my mind gets more weak and painful.
I can't utter any word, I can't walk my feet, I can't do any moves as I give him the responsibility and the authority to save my Wife. I feel so useless and fool.
"I love you Wife, I'm sorry!" I mouthed in pain and hardly strike the steering wheel, I want to hurt my self and slowly toss in grave. Better punishment for a stupid like me.
I took a deep sigh and closed my eyes, I badly need to think wisely.
Suddenly, somethings came to my mind.If I can't help my Wife in the way she needed right now,
I sat straight and drove my car heading somewhere.
I will help my Wife in t
