Chapter 33

I woke up in my bedroom in our village.

I looked around and I saw no one.

I am thirsty. Why am I here?

I touch where I got shot and it hurts.

“A-aww!”

I slowly and gently lean on the headboard of the bed. I am in my room.

My clothes are different, who changes my clothes?

There's a bandage on my shoulder where I got shot.

I am thirsty.

“Sissy!” Yvaline came and held the water.

I lift my hand.

“What happened?” She gave me the water and drank it all.

She looks worried.

“Someone brought you to the hospital and the hospitals called me since I was the one in the first list in your contact.’ She looks worried.

“It's your birthday yet you got shooted, what a happy birthday gift.” She caresses my hair.

I look at the door as I am expecting someone.

“Oh, wait layla is here too, do you hear that megaphone voice?” She kept silent and I heard layla's voice. I dont understand what she is saying but shes screaming.

She is always aloud.

“I brought you a gift.” She pouted her lips. I look at the besides table.

“T-thank you ve-very much.” I said weakly.

“Why am I home?”

“OMG, sicily! You are awake.” Layla ran to me and sat beside me.

“We are all worried about you, what happened, huh? Who shot you?!” She caresses my face.

I saw brother Ethan at her back.

“Layla, do you think she knows who shot her?” Yvaline asked her, you lost your brain again.'' She mocks her.

“Hmmp! I am just worried!” She rolled her eyes.

“Do you want apples or oranges? You are lucky you stayed alive, that gun man is such a good shooter, he didn't shoot you in the head or chest.”

Yvailen spank her “do you want her to die?!”

“Of course no! She is my sissy forever, duh, can you get out and talk to your new man!” Layla pushes Yvlaine.

“How are you feeling?” brother Ethan ask me. He is a doctor but a pathology. “It's just shot in the shoulder if it's not severe. You don't have anything to worry about.” His eyes are gloomy. They didn't have a life.

I look down.

I am shy to him, he is too gentle and loving. I want to spank my friend Mia for hurting him.

‘Next time, be careful. Don't go to work until you are not recovering,” he informed me.

I didn't notice that I was in dextrose.

I played with my fingers as I bit my lower bit hard.

"And eat a lot of healthy foods, veggies and fruit. Avoid sweets."

He is far away from me. He is in front of me.

"By the way, I am wishing you a happy day today. My twin and I have gifts in the living room."

I looked at him. "Thank y-you."

"I guess you won't talk. I decided to transfer you here since it's a good thing if you stay in the house. You will recover fast."

I want to ask if he is fine and how he is doing. I haven't seen his baby. I heard she's beautiful. "There will be a family doctor to come here. I already contacted our family doctor to look up you and about the expenses, don't worry about it. Your husband will shoulder it." I am just nodding my head to him as an answer.

We heard the door open and the last person that I am expecting is finally here.

"Wife."

I looked at him.

There's a small dark circle under his eyes.his eye bags grew bigger.

His black polo sleeve was rolled.up to his veins popping. His polo is not iron well and it's messy. Her two buttons of his polo are open.

"I will leave you two." I didn't notice brother Ethan left us, my attention was just to him.

We are looking at each other's eyes.

I don't know what I should feel.

My heart reacted again.

His hair is messy. Based on my conclusion, he didn't sleep for days and rushed here.

He looks tired too.

I swallowed when his adam's apple move.

He walked near me without breaking our eye contact. "Wife." He called me again.

I close my eyes to feel it. I hope I am not dreaming.

I saw longing, happiness, sadness, and a lot of emotion in his eyes.

Is he sad that he got home early?

He looks at my bandage.

He sat beside me and held my cheeks.

"What are you doing here?" I said strongly.

I saw pain in his eyes. Pain ,.for what?

"I'm sorry." He said weakly.

I laughed sarcastically. "What are you doing here? I don't need you here!" I yelled at him.

I see fear in his eyes.

I push his hand away from my cheeks.

How dare him to touch me? After he didn't answer my calls and didn't call me!

"Get out! I don't need you here!" I couldn't stop myself from crying.

What a shame! I don't know why I am crying. For what reason? Because he is finally here?

"Wife… lets not fight." He begged. He is holding himself to embrace me.

"I'm sorry, I was b-busy." He swallowed.

"No, don't touch me!" I push him when he tries to hug me.

He is about to hug me when I push him and I slap him.

His face faces the north side. I use my force and strength.

I want him to know that I am mad, so mad.

I want to slap him again. I can't get enough.

"Get out and don't come back!" I yelled.

"I'm sorry. I tried to finish my work so I can go home early." He explains. Liar!

This is my first time seeing him like this, being weak, vulnerable and scared. Why is he scared? What for?

"Wife, please. Calm down." His voice broke.

"Nooo! I don't want to see your face! Get the hell out of here! Didn't you read my messages?! I said don't come back anymore! Because when you come we are divorce! Don't show me your face ever again!" I yelled out of my lungs. Get Out! Get out!" He holds my pulse.

I heard him curse. "Please don't cry. I will explain. Please let's not fight.", He begged and I saw tears in his eyes.

He didn't talk.

“I hate you!” I look at his eyes while saying those words.

“You are just fooling me.'' I accused him. “You are a liar! You didn't go there for a business meeting!” I wiped my tears hard.

I am seeing pain in his eyes.

He tried to hold me again. “From this day, I declare that I am not your wife anymore. I will talk to my parents about these. I will explain this to them. Don't worry I will take the blame.” He is not looking at me.

He clenched his fist and he was just looking at it.

He didn't talk, I am waiting for his answer.

“Okay.” I look at him. He still is not looking at me. “Let's get divorce, then.” He stood up without looking at me.

I feel my knees getting jelly, I am feeling the pain in my hurt more than in my wounds.

He left me.

He said yes that easily.

I saw them leaning in the door when he opened it. Our friends are listening. He didn't look at them and he just passed by them, Layla, look at me pity.

Ethan just looked at me and he left too.

I cry aloud.

Yvlaine closed the door and pulled Layla.

“What happened to them?” I heard Layla ask.

Me too, I don't know what happened. I just want him to leave me a message.

It's too hard to call me or leave me a msg? He even beat the president by being busy.

I cried silently.

It's easy for him to say yes because there's love involved in this marriage. This is what I want, right? Why am I not with it?

I am having regrets.

I didn't expect that he would consent so easily.

I just want to make it up to me, why is it easy to let me go?

It hurts so much. Really hurt.

How I wish I didn't meet him, how I wish he was not the one I married.

I am expecting that he will hold on and explain it to me.

I am slowly getting killed by the pain.

I am just threatening to my messages.

“SALTZMAN, you need to come to the company, they need you there.”

Nate said in the other line. “There's a large amount of money missing.” He reported, he is the one who takes his company while he is away.

It's evening and he is looking at the moon, he is on the balcony of his room, hitting his cigar.

He releases the smoke, he already smokes a two caha of cigar, a lot of filters scattered on the table, his ash tart is near to get filled.

His phone is in his loud speaker.

He is thinking deeply.

He did not answer, he was just busy hitting in his cigar. One after another.

“I already made an investigation in the chief of finance, department of marketing and everyone will be under a deep cleaning and further investigation.”

Its late in the night and Nate is still waiting.

“Hello? Moron, are you listening?`` Nate asks him.

He remained silent.

“I don't know if you are doing miracles right now, go to your company if you don't want to lose another large amount of money,” He reported. “I am busy, I am handling the new building, I might not take a look at your company,” he said. “I'll hang up now, since you don't want to talk.” He cursed him before he ended the call.

Another call came in and he answered it.

“Saltzman,, we have a problem in the black market, the Maharlika group is taking action. Moron! This is a big problem! Why did you kill one of his right hands? They might strike us!” Vonrad said in a furious way. “I am on vacation!” He hissed in a problematic way. “And we lost a one hundred billion dollars.” He said in distress.

His life is much more distressful.

“I said, go home next month! You go home early!” he stops him from going home but he is eager to go home and to see his wife.

What an expectation vs reality, he experienced today.

“Come here! We need you here! They might attack us and Y, is not in himself! What you guys happened to you?1 you just fall in love and you forgot what kind of person you are!”

He got another caha of cigars.

Crossing his arm on his chest making his biceps and veins popping.

“Y, is not helping me, he just letting our money to get steal!”

He ended the call because Conrad will just scold him.

They can do it by themselves. Y, is the highest leader in the black market so he can handle it.

His phone rang again and he accidentally answered it. “Sir, we need you right now in the headquarters.” Chezka reported. “ It's an emergency.”

He turned off his call, before he could turn it totally, he received a lot of emails.

He runs his fingers in frustration.

What a fucking life.