Reluctantly, Henry walked to the sitting room. The doctor was already there, waiting for him.

"I am happy to see you", the doctor stood up as he noticed Henry walk into the sitting room.

"I am not the least happy to see you. Will you be fast about the whole thing?" Henry asked impatiently.

"Henry?" Leila raised her brows at him.

"Just telling him to be fast" Henry sat lazily on the chair.

"What exactly is wrong with you?" The doctor turned to him, a smile on his face.

"Not sure, if you are a doctor you should be able to know. It is not my duty to tell you what is wrong with me" Henry said harshly, not caring about how the doctor felt. He didn't want him to come in the first place.

"You are to help me. I cannot know how you feel unless you tell me how you feel" despite Henry's words, the doctor still had a smile on his face. It made Henry more angry.

"I don't know how I feel, if you are not going to help I will go back inside, I have a lot of things to do" Henry rested his head on the arm of the sofa.

"I think there is no way I can help you" he turned to Leila, the smile already starting to fade away from his face.

"Henry, are you really not doing this?" Leila whispered to him.

"I told you in the first place, and if this man knows his job like you have described him, he would not have any problem diagnosing whatever you think is wrong with me" he dawdled.

"I am sorry, sir, he is not in the mood for the check up, maybe we can call you again some other time" Leila said, giving the doctor rueful look.

"No problem. I am okay" he shrugged and stood up.

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He suddenly pulled out a headband from his pocket and thrust it to Henry.

"My daughter is dying to have your autograph, can you please sign here?" Henry could bet he was not giving him a chance to say no, even though it came as a question.

"What if I decide not to sign this? What are you going to do?" Henry tried to be funny. It had been a long time since he last smiled. It would not be bad to make fun of the man in front of him who claimed to be a doctor.

"Nothing much. Having your name on all the papers out tomorrow is not going to be bad either, what do you think?" He narrowed his eyes on Henry.

"Was that supposed to be scary? You have not tried enough" Henry said, amused.

"It wasn't. I am not a man who loves to joke though, when I say something that is it. No other way around it" the doctor shrugged.

"Go ahead, get my name in the papers. It is used to being there, having it there tomorrow is going to give it more fame. Quite tired of it" Henry took off his head from the sofa and crossed his legs.

"How about this headline? "Famous musician; Henry Ford is sick, he doesn't want anyone to know about it, he doesn't want to get it treated." Does that sound good?" The doctor corked his head sideways.

"Not good enough, try again. And you can meet me in my room when you are done trying" Henry stood up, it was getting boring. He would rather sleep than listen to the man talk.

"I don't give a damn about what the reporters say about me. I am done with them, they have the right to think and blab whatever they want. I am not scared of them" Henry wished he was saying the truth. But then, his voice came out steady, no one would have thought he was scared of them.

He went back inside, grabbing pizzas in the fridge.

"That was bad" Leila said as soon as Henry was out of sight.

"There is nothing you can do about it. If he is ready you will see for yourself. He is going to tell you" the doctor shook his head, looking helplessly at the head band in his hand.

"I am sorry if I have inconvenienced you," Leila said ruefully.

"What will I tell Luy when I get home? I should not have mentioned meeting Henry to her. She would not allow me to sleep a wink tonight" the doctor stared at the band in his hand.

"I am sorry for that" Leila opened the door to allow him out.

"Are you going to let me out this way?" He glanced at Leila.

"I have no option here, I am sorry" Leila held the door's handle.

"If you are really sorry, allow me to stay here until he comes out again so that I can get his autograph on this," the doctor said stubbornly.

"You don't get this…., he doesn't come out until the next day once he goes inside" Leila glanced around to be sure no one was looking at her.

"I can wait, waiting for him would be far better than facing my daughter at him. I cannot stand the sight of her tears" the doctor shook his head vigorously as if shaking off a bad imagination.

"Staying here will be the worst. You never can tell when he turns into a monster" Leila said impatiently.

"Monster?" The doctor raised his brow.

"Yes, he kind of bite, eats anyone he sees when he is angry. He screams into anyone's ear he finds in sight. Such a horrible sight" Lelia lied, just to get him out of the place. She blamed herself for inviting him. Henry must have guessed he was not a doctor.

All Leila wanted to do was to manage to get him to a hospital, so that he would be diagnosed with whatever seems to make him forget things easily. It would be a disaster if the situation gets worse.

"I gotta go. My daughter doesn't bite, she would only scream" he finally stood up and walked out.

Leila breathed a sigh of relief, she banged the door after him. She was sure the guards at the gate would make sure he went out.