Chapter 8

I went downstairs but there was nothing I could do. I was not familiar with anybody in the house. I went to the kitchen to make something for myself but I met my mother-in-law ordering the maids. Immediately I stepped in, she glared at me and I ran back.

"Wait!" I stopped in my tracks when I heard her voice.

"What are you doing here?" She glanced at me and I took a glance at her face.  She looked intimidating.

"I just came here to cook something. Maybe." I squeaked.

"You might be Xavier's wife but know your rightful place in this house. Don't come here and stay playing holy. Whenever you see me run, I don't want to see your ugly face." She warned and I ran upstairs.

"What kind of life is this? What's wrong with this family? The hate, the fake love." I said and sat in front of the door to my room.

I heard someone sobbing and crying. I placed my ear against the wall and it was from inside.

I opened the door and met Xavier hurting himself with the broken cup.

"Are you crazy?" I snatched the bottle from him and threw it on the floor.

His wrist was bleeding profusely.

"I hate it when you yell at me. I hate it." He pouted and I went to get the first aid box. His handsome face was stained with tears. How can a full-grown man act this way? He could be scary and could act like a baby.

I took out some bandages and mentholated spirit. I cleaned and dressed the wound.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you doing this to yourself?" I asked calmly.

"You've changed Lilith. This is not you. You never used to yell at me, we did things together but now you're a Karen." He folded his arms.

I held his face in my hands.

"I'm sorry. I promise I'll be your Lilith. We'll do things together from now on." I promised and he hugged me which caught me by surprise.

"I love you, Lilith. I love you so much." He said and I pushed him away.

"Won't you tell me you love me too?" He asked.

"I love you," I replied before he could get angry again.

Marco came in and winked at me.

"Brother! You have to come to check out the news." He said. Xavier rushed downstairs. I followed him and I didn't understand what was going on.

It was about a person owning or buying an estate.

"Who signed it?" Xavier asked.

"I did." My mother-in-law walked into the living room and sat down.

"Why would you do that? Do you know the complications of what you've done?" Xavier yelled. He was angry again and this one was another type of rage. All the veins in his neck and forehead were visible.

He needs help, maybe therapy or something for anger management and obsessive disorder.

"What? it's my husband's company and I sold it. I needed the money urgently." She shrugged.

Xavier turned around and pulled the 64-inch TV. It fell on the ground crashing. I took some steps backwards.

"What's wrong with you? Why would you do this? Are you a crazy mom?" He yelled and she ran to my side.

"Marco hold him, he has started again." She yelled.

"I'd rather call the doctor." He said and ran upstairs.

He continued wrecking the house, destroying things, crying and yelling and tugging hard at his hair.

"Stop!" I yelled but he continued. The bandage around his hand was loose and he was bleeding again.

Before I knew it, doctors and nurses in their uniforms walked in. They held him and injected him. He fell on the ground and was carried upstairs.

"You didn't come on time." My mother-in-law yelled and I eyed her.

"How insensitive can she be?" My subconscious asked.

The maids came out and started arranging the destroyed items. I ran upstairs and the nurses were cleaning his wounds.

"What are you doing here Lilith? What have you done this time?" The doctor in his lab coat asked. He adjusted his glasses as he spoke.

"I'm not Lilith. I'm Avery Mills." I introduced myself and the nurses took a glance at me.

"I'm serious. Everyone thinks I'm Lilith but I'm Avery Mills, his wife." I said and he sighed.

"Whatever. What did you do to trigger his emotions? You are not supposed to be far from him and you shouldn't do things to make him angry." He explained.

"It wasn't me. It was his mom." I said and he rubbed his forehead.

"Keep him away from that woman, please. And why did you stop bringing him for a check-up? He needs it now before his mental health escalates." He advised.

"I didn't know about all these things. I just got married to him and I promise from now on I'll bring him to the hospital." I promised.

"Please make sure he uses his drugs daily then we'll see what we can do about his obsessive disorder." He said

"No wonder. He thinks I'm Lilith and he doesn't allow anyone to touch me, including my parents." I informed.

"Yes, that's how they behave. They feel the need to protect their loved ones every time and they tend to be super protective. They feel their loved ones are going to leave them whenever they leave their guard down." He explained.

"Can I please have your number?" I asked and we exchanged contacts.

"In case anything comes up, I'll give you a call," I said and he nodded.

"Take care of him, please. Xavier deserves all the love and care now. Make sure you don't interact with a male gender till we are done with his therapy, to avoid issues." He advised and I shook my head.

"So I won't talk to my friends because of him, I won't interact with people?" I asked.

"Unfortunately, yes."

"He is a psychopath. He is mad and you want me to do whatever you say so his health won't escalate? How about my own mental health?" I yelled.

"He is not a psychopath ma'am. There is a difference. If you want your friends to get beaten up or get killed interact with them." He packed up his thing and walked out.

"Wait! How many months would this therapy last before he gets over it?" I asked.

"I don't know. Depends on him. If he responds to treatment it would take a month, if he is slow and doesn't let go of the past, it might take a year or years." He said and left.

I ran after him again, overtook him and stood in his front.

"What again ma'am?" He asked, obviously frustrated.

"He thinks I'm Lilith. Is that a good thing? Can I tell him who I am?" I asked.

"No, it's dangerous. He must never know you are not Lilith until he gets better. Keep your profile as Lilith and not Avery." He said and I nodded.

"If there are no other questions you want to ask, I'll take my leave. Do call me if you see changes in him." He said and left with his nurses.

I went upstairs and he was fast asleep. I pitied him so much. All he did was to love someone, was to care about someone but what did he get in return, she died and he can't let go of her memories. He's slowly running mad and there's nothing anyone can do about it. He only can help himself. The Lilith he's going crazy about was a cheating girlfriend. I'm sure she had a relationship with Marco

"I'm going to find out tomorrow. I have to get to the root of the matter." I said to myself.

If I want to get out of this marriage, I have to expose Marco and make Xavier get well again.

I rubbed his cheeks and smiled. A tear dropped from my eyes and I cleaned it. He looked so pitiful.

I wished he had fallen in love with me first. I wish he met me first, maybe things wouldn't have turned out like this. We both have the same story, we fell in love with the wrong person and we got hurt badly.