##The next morning.
…
I opened my eyes weakly and covered my face with the back of my palm when the sun hits me.
Memories of last night flooded into my head and I groaned slightly.
Have I done the right thing?
I turned beside me and found his space empty.
I said it!
I bet he is regretting it now.
God!
It wasn’t in my bucket list to lose my pride like this.. to the man who doesn’t love me.
I bet it was just lust.
Gosh. I should have stopped him.
Tears glistened in my eyes and I sat up with the blanket wrapped around me.
“Ouch..”I winced when I felt pains in between my legs.
He has probably ran away.
A tear rolled out of right eye and i wiped it away.
I rested my back on the bed rest and palmed my face.
I fucked up big time.
I shouldn’t have allowed myself to get so immersed into the pleasures.. I should have pushed him away..
“Are you crying again?”I heard beside me and I quickly looked up.
Huh?
I thought he left.
“Why are you crying?”he asked while coming to sit beside me.
He took my hand in his and i pouted my lips then shook my head.
“You thought I regretted things and ran off?”he guessed.
I nodded slowly.
He chuckled.
He hugged me to himself and rubbed his head on my shoulder.
“Thank you.”he mumbled.
“F-for what?”
“For trusting me.”he raised his head and looked into my eyes.
I shook my head.
“I didn’t. I thought you left, for real.”I answered.
“Not that. Thanks for trusting me with your virginity.”he kissed my both cheeks.
Arrg!!!!
He shouldn’t say it like that.
My face heated up and I looked away shyly.
“Let’s get a bath together.”he tugged at my hand.
“Huh?”I retorted.
He raised a brow at me.
“No, no.”I swallowed hard.
I can’t imagine both of us in the bathroom, bathing together… geez..
He pulled me up to his body and jumped down from the bed with me in his arms.
“I will bath you then.”he smiles.
“Uh?, no, no, no. Put me down. I will do that myself.”
“Why so shy?. I’ve seen absolutely everything down there..”he smirked.
Oh God… he is so naughty!
My face reddened and I hide my face away in his chest.
***
John’s pov.
I heard approaching footsteps and I raised my head up from the bed.
It was a nurse.
“Good morning, Mr John.”she bowed.
I nodded and looked at Diana.
Her eyes are still closed.
She came to exchange the water bag with another one then left.
“You have to wake up..”I took her hand and rubbed it.
“You have to. How can I miss you so badly?”I chuckled bitterly.
My phone buzzed in my pocket and I fished it out.
I looked at the caller.
Mom.
I picked it up then stood up from the chair and moved out.
“How is she?, is she awake yet?”she inquired, worriedly.
“Not yet.”I replied.
“Oh, okay. Try to calm down, okay?”
“I’m trying. But, I just can’t do that.”I breathed out with a long pull at my hair.
“I’ll… look into it also. I..”
“No, don’t. I will do that. I will make sure to catch whoever dares to hurt her.”I said into the phone before hanging up.
I puts a call across to my personal investigator.
“Have you found him yet?”
“This will be hard. We have to check as many CCTV cameras as possible. The person is a pro. He avoided the camera quite well. But, I assure you that I will provide you with a positive news soon.”
“I look forward to that moment. You must catch him at all cost.”
“Yes, sir.”
I ended the call with him also.
God. I need to go take a bath at home.
But, I can’t afford to leave her alone.
Should I call Emma to come help me stay with her?
I think that’s a good idea.
I went to my contacts list and started dialing her number.
Someone rushed past me and I paused.
Isn’t that?….
“Helene!”I hollered.
I pressed the red button and pocketed my phone.
She stopped running and threw her head back at me.
“John, what are you doing here?”she asked, shocked.
“I…..”
“Oh, oh, I saw the news. Your wife.. I’m sorry. I have to go now.. Aysel is… geez.. I have to go..”she rushed her words.
“What happened to her?”I asked.
“She…”she gulped down.
“She.. got hurt.. I… later..”she gibbered and scrammed off.
I tried to follow her but I pulled myself back.
I have to stay with Diana also.
Gosh. Why is this happening?
Diana is hurt and Aysel is hurt too?
Why do I feel it’s the same person?
But, why?
*
Emma’s pov.
I was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast, when I heard my phone ringing in the living room.
I stopped stirring the soup and covered the pot then cleaned my hands with a cloth before moving out of the kitchen and inside the living room.
I went to the couch and my eyes beamed up when I saw it was John.
Yay!
My plan worked.
He is probably finding a shoulder to cry on now.
Hahaha. I think I have a perfect black dress to wear to her funeral.
The call ended when I tried to pick it up.
Huh?
I dialed his number again but he didn’t pick.
Don’t tell me that was a mistake?
Or is he feeling shy?
I will call him back later.
I guess I should give him time to mourn his wife.
**
Helene’s pov.
I got inside the ward and almost collapsed when I saw Aysel lying on the hospital bed.
I slides down to the floor.
“Aysel…”I cried.
“You see I’m awake, right?”she scoffs.
I dragged myself to where she was and grabbed her hand.
“Why did you did something so dangerous?. Why didn’t you take me with you?. Why didn’t you tell me anything?. There you go again acting like the older one… you should have…”I sobbed loudly.
She sighed.
“Ugh, will you stop crying?. The injury isn’t that much. You can continue making pasta for me and I will always take on the dangerous adventure for you. That’s just how much I love you.”she grinned.
“Stop smiling!”i scolded.
“How can you look so beautiful even on sick bed?”I cried with a pout.
“Um… hahaha…”she laughed.
“You know me to be a beautiful woman, always.”
★