The C.E.O'S shattered heart (MxM, C.E.O X C.E.O)

Zach's P.O.V

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A psychiatrist came to see me as soon as I got transferred to the mental hospital. The psychiatrist's name was Will Benson, and he looked very young. I was shocked when he told me that it could take me months to recover. He explained to me that I needed to undergo some procedures if I wanted to stay sane. He informed me that my recovery would take longer if I didn't follow his rules.

He also told me that I would need therapy to balance things after I got released from the hospital. I could only get back to work if I had learned how to handle tension. I resented myself for getting into so much trouble over a man. It was wrong of me to devote myself wholly to Andrew. I cried myself to sleep every night while thinking about my situation. I felt like a sack of potatoes when I couldn't do anything by myself. Nurses needed to help me eat and drink.

It took me some time to come to grips with the need to devote myself to therapy. It was hard for me to share my feelings with someone else. I slowly started to recover. I was overjoyed when I finally could move my arms and legs. The nurses loved me and spent a lot of time with me. They played cards, chess, and charades with me to keep me busy. I never understood why people liked me so much. The nurse who couldn't stop babbling about Zavier came to visit me regularly. She told me that she had a soft spot for Zavier because he was my true friend. I couldn't tell her that Zavier was probably helping me because he owed me money. I knew Zavier well. My friend was very self-centered and never did anything for free. I wasn't surprised that he had never called the hospital to enquire about my progress.

I used the hospital's rehabilitation room to exercise after my therapy sessions were over. I recovered within three months, but I still needed to stay at the hospital for some follow-up care. Will, my psychiatrist, had taught me how to handle stress, but I still had trouble letting go of my past. Will told me that I needed to live for myself from now on. He knew that it would be a difficult task for someone like me. I had never even once thought about himself. I bet that my doctor would be surprised if he found out what I had been doing behind his back. I had been fixing the hospital's financial reports and assisting the nurses in my free time, instead of kumbaya-ing!

I finally got approval to leave the hospital after four months. I called my best friend to inform him about my recovery and discharge. I chuckled when I heard Zavier groan. I could make out the hustle and bustle behind him. Things were probably pretty hectic at the restaurant. Zavier told me that he would visit the hospital in two days before cutting off the phone. I decided to stay longer at the hospital because I didn't have anywhere to go. I also didn't know what Zavier had done with my belongings. I needed to wait for him to help me with my discharge papers too. I remained in the lounge of the hospital on the agreed date.

Zavier smiled broadly when he noticed me. Zavier was a handsome man who received a lot of attention from people. I wasn't surprised when people turned their gaze to look at him. Zavier enjoyed the attention that he got and had a lot of admirers. Zavier was already successful, so I didn't understand why he was still single. Zavier pulled me into his arms, then asked me while stroking my chest, "How did you manage to get even more buff in here, Zach?" I smiled at my best friend, then responded to him with, "By exercising, Zavier." Will wanted to see Zavier and me before we left the hospital. So I took Zavier to his office. I wasn't surprised when I saw that Will was already waiting for us by the elevator.

"One of the nurses must have notified him about Zavier's arrival," I thought to myself while walking into Will's office with Zavier. Will knew how eager I was to leave the hospital. He knew that I wanted to make something of myself again. Will quickly introduced himself to Zavier then asked us to take a seat. I groaned when I saw him grab my file. Zavier looked in shock at me when he heard that I had been awake for a few months now. He looked in anger at me, then asked me, "Why didn't you notify me about it, Zach?" I sighed while rubbing my face, then answered Zavier's question with, "Because I didn't want to bother you with petty things, Zavier. You have a busy life too. You need to concentrate on your business and not me."