Chapter 163

*DEBBIE KENDALL POV*

I opened my eyes, which received a strong white light hitting me, I closed them again and opened them with lucidity, I felt my body lying on a comfortable bed, I could only hear the device with my heartbeat, it was a pleasant silence. When I looked to the side I came across James lying in an armchair sleeping, I was admiring him for a long time without wanting to wake him up, he slept so well. I looked at my arm and saw it bandaged, and the total focus of my concern was on my stomach, I placed my hand on my belly, and without paying attention I murmured in pain, which caught James' attention and made him wake up.

“Linda, I’m glad you woke up.”

“James, the baby...”

“Is the baby okay, is he feeling anything?”

“Thirsty, very thirsty, I don’t remember drinking water today.”

James got up from the armchair and walked over to the small dresser where there was a pitcher of water that appeared to be cold, he poured it into a disposable cup and put a straw in the water, he approached the bed, sat on the edge and held it out to me so that I could drink, I drank until the last drop.

“You missed your appointment.”

“I’m sorry, I got trapped in my honest work.” She mocked with a smile, I smiled too.

"It's a boy."

“The question is, which blue eyes will he inherit? Mine or yours?” I found myself thinking about that question, and realizing this he smiled.

“Your eye color is the same as mine, beautiful.”

“Don’t judge me, I just got out of a car accident with my crazy oppressive mother.”

“Not directly from an accident, but from an operating room.”

"Surgery?"

“A small one on the ribs.” I felt uncomfortable in the place, I remained motionless.

“Where is Alisson and Kevin?” James smiled gracefully as if he was remembering something, I narrowed my eyes and waited for him to explain.

“Well, Kevin dragged Alisson to get a blood test, just to rule out a possible pregnancy because he doesn’t want her passing out around the house.”

At that moment the door was opened and the couple passed by, they looked at me and Alisson quickly approached the bed and hugged me tightly, I murmured in pain and soon eased his grip.

“I’m sorry, how are you feeling?”

“I’m fine, where were you?”

“Well, I just tried to make a joke and it resulted in a blood test.” She turned to Kevin. “An unnecessary exam.”

“Just to rule out certain surprises...” He replied, then looked at me. "I am glad that you are fine."

“Thank you for helping me, I thought I was going to die at the hands of those bastards.”

“Speaking of them, where are they?” Alison asked.

“Ramon is being well treated in the underworld, Patricia is in the next room,” James replied.

“Patricia doesn’t need a stay, just enough to live for a while longer,” I spoke coldly, and the three of them looked at me in surprise.

“She will be sent to the underworld as soon as possible.”

"Excellent!"

“Do you want me to put an end to them or do you do it yourself?” Kevin questioned me.

"What?! But she is pregnant and needs to recover from the accident.”

“You don’t decide for her, James.”

“Go on, my angel, say you agree with me.”

“In a month I will be better, recovered to take care of my life and also to end the lives of those who hurt me.”

"Are you sure?" Alisson asked me.

"Yes!"

“What did they do to you?”

“Other than mutilating my arm? Enough that I don't feel sorry for them, I just want them to keep him alive for another month and then I'll put an end to them.”

"He is well!" Kevin said finally, James just stayed silent.

A while later Kevin and Alisson returned to their homes, they had already helped me and had two beautiful children to take care of, I stayed with James the whole night in the hospital room. The doctor appeared later, told me about the minor surgery I had undergone, and asked me to rest for a while and to take it easy with my movement, James assured me that I would follow the medical advice from start to finish. During the early hours of the morning, James and I talked about different topics, even planning how we would organize our son's room. I saw the enthusiasm for the baby in his eyes, I was enchanted by his excitement.

“We can put in a gray armchair for you to breastfeed and a bench to rest your feet on.”

"Yes, it would be great."

“What if you had twins? It would be fantastic!"

My eyes widened at his words, he was even happier with his crazy theory, I thought it was absurd, no, one baby is enough.

“Are you crazy?”

“It could happen, I’ve heard reports.”

“James, one baby is more than enough.”

“We can make another one after our first one is born.”

“Are you listening? A baby is a big responsibility, and for now one is great.”

“That’s what we’re going to see…” he said quietly.

“Don’t think it’s Alisson, I’m the one who’s going to buy my medicines and don’t even think about changing them like Kevin did.”

"That's not fair."

“It’s not fair because you’re not the one carrying it.”

“You look beautiful pregnant, it just makes me hornier.”

“You are very sick.”

“Oh! And remember that you agreed to marry me.”

"What? I don’t remember anything about it…” I pretended to see her expression, his mouth fell open.

“Well, it’s good to remember, as soon as you have our son, I’m going to drag you to the altar.”

“Will I be forced?”

“If you don’t accept it willingly? For sure!"

We smiled during that conversation, I was happy to be okay and to see that that earlier nightmare was behind us. James went to the hospital cafeteria and brought me a very filling slice of cake, I was thirsty with desire and before I satisfied my desire I asked the doctor if I could eat it, I was released without any problems. In the morning I was allowed to go home, when we got home we carefully went up the stairs to the bedroom, where I took a cold shower and put on a nightgown, James did the same and then we lay down on the bed, for the first time we were the same bed without having had wild sex beforehand, just waiting for breakfast and for him to turn on the TV with the remote.

For days it was like that, I didn't leave the room once because I was prevented from doing so by James, his excuse was medical advice. Alisson came to visit me with the children, they spent several afternoons playing and talking. James was recovering quickly, he had already gone back to his business in a subtle way, and he was still wearing an arm immobilizer. In order not to die of boredom, I started planning using a device, I researched possible furniture for the baby's room.

“Still searching?” I heard his voice in front of the bedroom door, I lowered the computer screen and looked at him, James had a smile on his face and had one arm behind him, I realized he was holding something.

“Come closer, subject.” I placed the device on the bedside table and saw him come over and lie down next to me on the bed, he handed me a bag full of chips and snacks. “That's what I needed. I kissed his lips as a thank you and started eating with gusto, he helped me eat.”

“What were you researching?”

“Baby crib, one more beautiful than the other.”

“What about the closet?”

“Closet for a child? No, very exaggerated, a chest of drawers will fit what is necessary.”

“Two dressers on each side, the crib in the middle...” I interrupt him

“The carpet will be left in the middle, I still have to choose the bed.”

“Don’t you think it’s better to hire someone to help you?”

“My only distraction is this, so I don’t want anyone’s help, I just want your opinion.”

“It’s okay, Ma’am.”

"Thanks!"

More weeks passed and I was starting to go down and upstairs in a moderate way, I needed to move around, or else I would roll across the floor because I was so huge. He walked through the garden and even the streets chased by security guards, a drone even flew over the place to anticipate any suspicious movement and warn his men. After the kidnapping, James became more careful, spent more time with me, and doubled the number of men on the property.

“I need to get out, I can’t stay in this gilded cage any longer,” I complained to Alisson.

“Has it been cleared by the doctor yet?”

“The doctor doesn’t boss me!” Also, last week I removed the stitches from the surgery and my arm, I'm just applying an ointment for the scar.

"Hmm!" We could go to the beach, or go boating, Kevin and James could go too.

"It would be amazing!"

"Perfect!" So as soon as I get home I'll talk to Kevin.

"He is well."

“But tell me, what about James’ arm?”

“Even if he keeps using the immobilizer, that man is stronger than a bull.”