Chapter 26: Lucky Woman.

Weeks passed and the fight between Steven and Dua lessened as she was too embarrassed to face him after the night they made love.

Currently Steven was signing documents in his office while his secretary, Lana stood and waited to collect the documents.

Lana watched Steven with so much love in her eyes, her smile wide and bright as she lost in thoughts. She imagined a future with Steven. But as  her eyes trailed to his wedding ring sitting on his finger, the harsh realization that they would never be settled on her.

Steven rose his head from signing, handing her the documents, but she was too deep in thoughts. He followed her line of sight and saw she was staring at his wedding ring. Even he actually forgot that there was something like that on his finger that he had been wearing around, until now. "Lana," he called, ringing her out.

"Yes, sir?" She responded.

"You should curb your feelings for me," he said, rendering her quiet for a few seconds. His words were like a stab to her heart.

"I know you're married, and I'm not asking you to reciprocate my feelings. But please...please let me love you," she spoke.

"Lana..." he was saying.

"They're my feelings, sir, not yours. Let me use them the way I want," she cut him in.

"As you wish," he sighed.

"Thank you," she smiled and left with the documents.

After she left, Steven leaned back in his seat and rubbed his temples tiredly, "why did I have to be so handsome?"

In a few minutes she was back again. "You have a meeting now, sir," she said.

"Cancel it," he replied.

"We already did that many times, sir. I recommend we hold the meeting," she said and Steven nodded, "alright."

As he stood up from his seat, his eyes went to his wedding ring, taking his mind to Dua. He wondered what she was doing at the moment and what she was planning. She had been a bit calm recently.

As he stepped out of his office, his phone rang. Seeing the caller, he scoffed. "Think of the devil and she calls."

He answered the phone and her low voice rang out, "hello."

"I'm listening," he replied.

"May I go to the hospital?" She asked.

"What for?" He asked, raising a brow even though she couldn't see him.

"I hurt my leg," she replied.

"Ask Shane to..." he said, but she didn't let him finish his statement. She replied, "he says it's more than he can handle."

Heaving a frustrated sigh, he replied, "alright then, ask Shane to get you to the hospital." And he hung up on her.

He turned to Lana, "handle the meeting in my place, and send me the report later."

"Yes, sir," she replied. And as Steven turned to leave, she made a comment, "Lucky woman... she's so lucky to have him as her husband."

Steven paused and turned back to her, "do you know who it is?

Lana smiled as she replied, "only a wife can make her husband pause whatever he's doing and rush to her."

"If only she counts herself lucky." Steven gave her a half smile and left, but she was frozen. It was the first time she saw him smile, and it took all her stamina for her not to faint from it.

Steven arrived at the hospital shortly, the familiar hospital smell invading his senses that made his face twist in disgust. He proceeded to ask for Dua's ward from the nurses at reception and as he was told, he left for the ward.

Reaching the ward he met Shane and Dua who weren't expecting to see him. The shock written on their faces as they never thought he'd come. "What's with the both of you? Why do you look like you've been caught up in a wrong act?" Steven raised a brow.

"You're here," Shane said.

Steven looked at Dua, "how did you hurt you leg?" He asked.

"I tripped over the stairs," she replied, her voice sounding hurt.

"Any physical injuries?" He asked.

"Mmm," she nodded, showing him a portion of her knee that had a medicated plaster on.

Steven facepalmed himself and sighed, "you're not only feisty, crazy and clumsy, you're careless too."

"Where's the doctor?" He asked and Dua panicked. It was all an act for her to get out of the house, there was nothing wrong with her. "Oh, thank goodness, I even came to the hospital," she said silently.

"I'll go get the doctor." Shane said and left.

Some minutes later he came back with the doctor, panic visually displayed on Dua's face. Seeing the panic on her face, Shane gave a knowing nod and she calmed. He had already taken care of everything, he was also in it with Dua.

"Hello, Mr Levi." The doctor extended a handshake to Steven which he accepted. He was their personal doctor.

"Your wife has a little fracture on her knee due to the fall and she wouldn't be able to walk for a while." The doctor said and Dua's eyes widened as she looked at Shane asking him a silent question, "fracture?" She wasn't expecting that. Unknown to her that Shane had other plans. He wanted Steven and Dua to grow close.

Shane gave her an assuring look and she nodded.

"Bring her back in two weeks time so we can check her healing progress." The doctor continued.

"And her wound?" Steven asked.

"I'll handle that, even her medicines." Shane replied and Dua nodded.

"For now we recommend a wheelchair for her temporary mode of movement until her leg is healed." The doctor said.

Steven walked to Dua and scooped her in his arms, her eyes widening in shock. "What are you doing?" She asked.

Steven ignored Dua and replied the doctor, "no need."

Dua's lips parted in shock while Shane smiled, "mission accomplished," he said to himself.

"No, I'll use the wheelchair." Dua protested.

"See you in two weeks, doc." Steven said, walking out of the ward with Dua in his arms.

As Steven carried Dua out of the hospital, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. She was surprised by Steven's sudden display of care and concern. Shane's plan seemed to be working, but Dua wasn't sure if she was ready for the consequences.

Once they arrived home, Steven gently placed Dua in bed. "Call me when you need anything," he said and she nodded and he left the bedroom.

He went to the kitchen and began preparing a little meal while Shane watched him with a smile.

"It's not what you think, bro," he said.

"What do you think I'm thinking?" Shane asked.

"I'm not in love with her, this is just an act of goodwill." Steven replied.

"You'll be soon," Shane chuckled.

In the bedroom, Dua finished using the bathroom and was walking to the bed. But the moment she heard the bedroom door open, she began to leap.

Seeing her leap, Steven quickly dropped the tray he was carrying and rushed to her. Carrying her in his arms to the bed. "Why do you never listen? I asked you to call me when you need anything," he scolded her.

"Sorry, I forgot," she apologized.

Steven placed the meal he brought before her and uncovered the plates. "Eat so you can take your meds," he said and she blinked at him, surprised.

He ignored her expression of surprise and joined her in bed, working on his phone.

Dua watched him with growing curiosity, wondering what had brought about this change in behavior. Was it genuine, or just another one of his tactics?