The King's Unbreakable Wife-Chapter 293: Greater good (1)

Tobias ignored his parents’ calls and left to search for Liam who couldn’t have gotten far. He would have loved to go the day without knowing about what his mother kept from him, but some time away from his parents was needed.

Unfortunately, he would need to share why with Hazel and there might not be any hope for his wife and mother to have a good relationship. Tobias would leave it to Hazel to decide if she wanted to continue trying to improve her relationship with Tabitha.

"Liam!" Tobias called to him. Liam had thankfully stayed close. "Tell me more about this doctor."

Liam looked behind Tobias at the former king and queen who seemed to want to speak with Tobias. It was evident that there was some sort of fight. What could cause the Castros to fight now? "The doctor’s name is Berkeley. Some of the maids I spoke to said they saw their peers going near his room and not returning."

Liam further explained, "I kept a close eye on him and saw him being visited by two men from the court. I don’t know much about how the court works, but should they be bringing bodies of those who passed to the palace?"

"Of course not," Tobias answered, walking off to find Berkeley. This was the same doctor they wanted to use years ago to check that Hazel was still untouched. Of course, he was involved.

Liam followed Tobias to aid in getting the doctor. "I’m told that you placed one of the men who visited the doctor in the dungeon already. He was an ally of my grandfather. His name is Hans."

"What reason would your grandfather have to work with that crazy doctor? What they used in Hazel’s tea came from the red light district, unless I was lied to. Years ago when I proposed to Hazel, they wanted to check that I had not touched her. Berkeley was to use his strange methods to check," said Tobias.

"It would have been a good time for them to make an accident happen and stop her from having children. To think all back then he had those plans," Liam said, disgusted with Grant the more he found out.

Tobias stopped walking as there was something he needed to discuss with Liam. "It is fine for you to go home, Liam. Be with your father right now. He lost his father and regardless of what Grant did, your father would want to mourn that loss."

"Thank you for considering that but I prefer to stay here. I need something to distract me from the traitor he was and sitting around at home will do nothing for me. At least here, I can try to clean up some of his mess," Liam answered.

His brothers and sister should look after their father in his absence.

"Very well. Get the other man you saw visiting the doctor and look into who was providing the doctor with any dead bodies from the court. Bodies handed to the court are to be buried. I want everyone disrespecting the dead to be thrown in the dungeon. We’ll have a long line for the people who need to be hung," said Tobias.

Liam and Tobias parted as they had different tasks to do.

While Liam headed to the court, Tobias went to the rooms assigned to the doctors. He hadn’t come here in years since he looked into a previous doctor who served Hazel.

"Your-"

Tobias raised his hand to stop the guard from making his presence known. He didn’t want Berkeley to get scared and slip away.

Tobias looked around at all the closed doors. It wasn’t often that you would find the doctors walking around the palace since they were busy using the palace’s resources to further what they were creating.

Tobias stopped after passing a door. It was quiet but a smell as he passed by reached his nose. He turned around and looked at the guard he came across. Did the guard not smell it? The smell wasn’t strong but it was bad enough that once you got a whiff of it, it felt trapped in your nose.

"Which is his room?" Tobias wondered, trying to find the right one. He would have to go through all of them since he didn’t know which rooms were assigned to which doctor. "It smells like rotten flesh," Tobias said, deciding to go to the room he passed by.

Whether this was the room belonging to the doctor he was looking for or not, this person needed to be looked into.

He opened the door, finding a man backing him seated at a table.

"I told all of you to stop using this room to speak," Berkeley said, annoyed they had come when he was making a great discovery.

Tobias covered his nose as the smell was far more unpleasant now that he was in the room. How could anyone pass here and think what was inside this room was normal?

Tobias knew of Berkeley to be a crazy doctor that many tried to avoid but that didn’t mean to ignore the unpleasant scent coming from the room. Anyone guard who had walked by here and had fought in out at war should recognise this awful smell.

’It’s not bothering him,’ Tobias realised.

Berkeley turned around to see who had come to use his room to speak in private and it was here that Tobias noticed how a few of his fingers were missing. "My king. This is a welcomed surprise," he said, standing up. "Has the news reached you of what I learned?"

Tobias couldn’t focus on what Berkeley was saying because of the smell. Had he known it would be this bad, he would have held his breath before he entered.

"It smells as if someone has been rotting here for weeks," Tobias managed to get out. He had no choice but to open the door wider to let some of the scent go out.

"Yes yes. She helped me make a good discovery. Let me show you. Have you ever thought of perfectly replacing parts of our bodies we lose? Imagine small tools to replace missing fingers," Berkeley said, looking around for the tool he made.

Berkeley was excited to share his discovery with the man who could make it possible for him to have more people for him to test his ideas on. The king should understand that this was for the greater good. He believed in his work so much that he cut off a few of his fingers to prove his work.

Tobias only saw a man who had been in this room for far too long and had lost his mind. "You sick bastard," Tobias said, stepping out of the room as he could no longer take the smell. He wanted to vomit just from what he had inhaled.