Chapter 36
Freshia Ava's POV
There's no way for me to escape. Almost a dozen men in full suits covered the door of the room where I was. Then I looked back to check on Eros' condition. But it turns out he was already walking quickly towards me. His gaze was really sharp and radiated so much anger that it made my body stay still. When he was close to me, he stretched out one hand to my neck and pushed me until my body hit the wall quite hard.
It didn't stop there, his hand which was still around my neck started to grip me and made my body rise slightly, making my breath hitch. My body suddenly fought and moved here and there to loosen the stranglehold on my neck. But all my efforts were in vain. The strangulation continued until my body went limp. My hand, which was originally trying to release the fingers, finally just dangled at my side. It's like I'm at the end of my life.
Only a few seconds later, Eros released his grip on my neck, causing my body to just fall downwards. His angry gaze had disappeared and now only his flat gaze remained. Not long after, he just left me and ordered his men to lock the room again.
My body just collapsed on the floor. The strangulation was still so intense that swallowing saliva was very difficult. Tears began to fill my eyes until they finally fell one by one and became heavy. I cried uncontrollably as I hugged my own body while lying sideways on the floor. I'm back to lamenting why this all had to happen to me.
Why should I meet someone who will ruin my life? Will I be able to get through all this in the future? I almost feel pessimistic because it looks like I just want to give up, I said to myself. The tiredness that I felt at that time made it impossible for my eyes to close. That night, I fell asleep with puffy eyes and only the cold floor.
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Eros Robinson's POV
I immediately entered the room where there was a punching bag in it. I summoned up all my remaining emotions within me while swearing at myself who again couldn't control my own emotions. Damn, damn, damn. How can I go back to strangling the woman I love?
Stupid, Stupid, Bastard, you Eros! I cursed in my heart. I almost put Freshia in a dangerous situation. If I don't restore my sanity quickly, maybe he will really run out of breath and become stiff. Thinking about it makes a feeling of regret wash over me. I screamed as loud as I could in this room to express all my emotions and guilt.
After that, when I felt I was more stable, I immediately asked one of the servants to check Freshia's condition in her room. I asked him to immediately contact me as soon as he saw Freshia's condition with his own eyes. Until a few minutes later my cell phone rang. I immediately picked it up.
“Miss Ava fell asleep on the floor by the door, sir. I apologize in advance, but I don't think I can move him onto the bed alone, sir.” Said the servant I assigned.
I immediately hung up the phone and rushed to Freshia's room which I deliberately arranged close to my private room. When I got there, I saw for myself Freshia's condition, which I had only received on the phone earlier. I immediately ordered the servant who was still standing in the room to immediately get the first aid kit.
My heart broke when I saw how frail and weak Freshia's body was lying on the floor. Without waiting long, I immediately squatted down next to her and carried his body to move her to the bed.
The body did not put up the slightest resistance. At first I was worried but finally, I could see her chest rising and falling regularly. It seemed she had fallen asleep soundly because she was so tired. I immediately laid her gently on the bed, then removed the hair that was covering her forehead.
Her face looked shady when her eyes were closed. But after that, I started to see fine lines forming on her forehead, so I massaged her forehead slowly with my fingers until the lines slowly disappeared.
A few minutes later, the servant I had ordered to take first aid came back with a box in his hand. I immediately took the box he was carrying and immediately told him to leave, leaving me and Freshia alone in the room.
After the maid came out, I immediately opened the first aid kit and took out a special scar ointment to rub around Freshia's neck which still looked very red, from where I had been strangled. I closed my eyes, feeling guilty again for doing that stupid thing.
Before I finally gathered my courage to touch the wound I had made with my own hand on her neck again. I started rubbing ointment on the wound. Hoping that it can reduce the pain and make the strangulation marks disappear.
“I'm sorry, Freshia,” I said softly as I stroked her hair up to her face. "I will try not to hurt you again, even if I'm emotional."
The next morning, I received a report that Freshia didn't want to eat the food that had been prepared for her. Aunt Ivanka also told me that Freshia refused to have medicine applied to her neck. She just told all the servants in her room to come out and leave her alone. And that happened until evening. When the servant came into his room to serve dinner, he again refused the food and told the servant to take the food back out.
I also told the servant to serve milk and fruit in her room. At least she had to consume something other than water, after all day I received a report that not a single bit of food had entered her body. I felt dizzy in my head and tried to massage my forehead gently. I didn't expect this to happen because Freshia had never chosen to hurt herself before.
After thinking for a long time, I couldn't find a way to get Freshia to want to eat food again. Until finally George's name appeared in my mind as someone who I thought could help me. Without thinking anymore, I immediately contacted him and told him what happened to Freshia, including me strangling him.
“You have gone too far! Tomorrow, come to the hospital and we will continue therapy so that you can control your emotions. Don't hurt Freshia anymore! Besides, you shouldn't have locked her up like that, Eros. She must be really stressed right now.”
“Don't lecture me too much now. I agree to continue my therapy, so please give Freshia some medicine, George.” I said ending the telephone call between George and me that night.