Since they were free Doris, Courtney and Kerry carried Hinata out of the dark room heading to the Montero's hospital. A guard offered to help, and the four left the cold scene. The leader was still frozen in shock, his eyes wide as they flickered between Lord Damon's lifeless body at Antonio's feet and the man who had just effortlessly taken down his former master. His body suddenly became tense and trembling, still clutching Angela. He stared at Antonio in fear, unable to comprehend how he changed so drastically from a helpless man pleading for mercy to this cold monster that was able to end Damon. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Antonio’s strong presence made it impossible for him to act. He took a step backward and unexpectedly, all the men grabbed their weapons and turned to him. He was alone against all of them. Every one of them held the trigger ready to shoot at any time. He turned around in panic and saw Leonardo with the victory smirk playing on his lips. He looked back at Antonio and met his sharp eyes locked onto him, and his anger was visible on his face. “You do know who you are holding like a common prisoner.” Antonio finally broke the frozen moment, his voice ice-cold and deadly calm. The leader flinched as Antonio took a step forward. “You touched her,” Antonio continued. "You treated her like a slave.” Nervously, the leader pulled a dagger from his hand and placed it on Angela's head. “I will kill her…tell them to put the weapons away. If I am going down, I will go with her.” Angela looked uninterested in the drama. She had this hope that Antonio would win no matter what. Her dying can't change that. She had to do something. The leader was focused on Antonio and making his threats. Unexpectedly, Angela bit the leader on the hand and pulled on the dagger, to drag it away. It happened so fast, that he lost his control, and she slipped away from his arms. The dagger left a cut on Angela's neck causing her to bleed a little. She fell on the ground. Shots were fired instantly, bullets hit the leader's legs and hands causing him to drop to his knees. Paralyzed. Groaning from the pain, he looked up and found Antonio was in front of him. He had a panic attack and saw his life flashed before his eyes. Antonio grabbed the leader by the collar, his grip like iron and lifted him effortlessly, holding him off the ground. "You harmed her.” Antonio said through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with cold anger. With one powerful twist, Antonio slammed the leader into the ground, his head hitting the floor with a sickening crack. The man’s body went limp, and the room fell into a deathly silence. “Take him away.” He ordered. The men bowed and carried him away instantly, his blood dripping along the way. Leonardo and the rest followed silently. A few minutes later, Angela and Antonio were alone. Both unable to make eye contact or say a word. Angela stood up slowly and turned to walk away, Antonio rushed and held her. Angela felt her heart pounding at their first body contact initiated by him after so many years. “You are hurt, let me see.” He said softly. That tone was more like Diego than Antonio. “Ain't you worried about her? Hinata…she is carrying your child, remember?” Angela replied without looking up to his face. Angela pulled her hand away slowly. Antonio cast his eyes down shamefully. “I… I lied… We were never intimate… I was faithful… I had this feeling that someone was waiting… Did you wait for me too?” He swallowed hard and shook his head. “Never mind that doesn't matter. I… am happy it's all over.” He said in a whisper. Angela had her eyes well up with tears. However, she brushed away the tears. “You lied about expecting a child, all to get rid of me, huh? I will go see how she is doing.” She walked slowly out of the dark room heading to Montero's clinic. Antonio sighed deeply and cursed inwardly. He went around the dark room trying to remember anything from the past that is yet to come back to his memory. Just then he heard the big iron door open. "Antonio!" A voice cried filled with emotion. He turned and found Courtney. She sprinted across the room, her heart leaping with happiness, and threw herself into Antonio’s arms, hugging him tightly. Tears streamed down her face, but this time they were tears of relief. “You’re back, Antonio Montero,” she whispered, her voice barely audible against his chest. “You’re really back.” Antonio smiled and hugged her back then planted a kiss on her forehead, clutching her petite body softly below his jaw. Shocked at his display of affection, Courtney felt her heart racing heavily. “And you are back as my sweet cousin.” She burst into loud tears that embarrassed her. “Ahhhh!!!” She cried at the top of her voice. “Courtney, you are embarrassing.” “Shut up!” She snapped at him. Antonio smiled back and hugged her more. **** Angela paced anxiously in the hospital corridor as the doctors worked to save Hinata’s life in the operating room. They had informed her they noticed a faint pulse, hoping it would be enough to save her life. Doris and Kerry treated their bruises and were resting inside the clinic. Angela herself had a plaster on her neck after the treatment of the fresh cut from the dagger. However, her mind was racing, not only with worry about this young lady but also the shocking revelation Antonio had made earlier that Hinata is not carrying his child. He has been faithful all these years? She treated him poorly, yes, she was mad at him for wanting to push her away, but it was for her own good according to him. Moments later, Antonio appeared at the end of the hallway. His face was filled with shock and confusion, tears all over his face. Angela saw him and her heart skipped. She wondered what could have made him look like that, and shamelessly expressed such emotions. *Is he crying because I was harsh on him?* She found Courtney behind him, grinning as though she had just revealed a secret she had been holding on to for far too long. *No, there's more to this, Courtney did something,* she thought. As Antonio approached her, she held her breath nervously until he was standing in front of her, like a giant towering over her. He stared down at her and spoke softly. “Is it true? Do I…? Do we… have a son?” Angela’s breath caught in her throat. She shot an angry glance at Courtney. “Oops.” Courtney replied with a shrug.