Xavier's Pov. What the hell am I doing? Helping her out, giving her my t-shirt to wear and watching a movie with her? I'm supposed to be at work today! But I had to stay home because I knew Emily's dad will be back but what surprised me was that he was not here alone. I watched as they walked full speed into my living room. They all had an angry expression on their face but that quickly changed when they saw me. Emily's Pov. "Mr. Stephano" my dad greeted and I looked to Xavier and saw that he had a cold expression on his face. "Why are you guys here?" He asked and they all gulp. "We're here to see our daughter," Mom said and stretch her hands to hug me but I push her away. "What's the matter, honey? Did they do you something?" Xavier asked as if he was clueless that my dad didn't hit me. I shook my head no just to avoid any problem. I looked up to them and saw Vanessa staring at my shirt. Oh yes, I was wearing Xavier's shirt. "So how's your business?" Xavier asked and dad looked at him suspiciously. "It's.....doing great" dad replied. "That's nice to hear," Xavier said smiling while pulling me to him. He pulled me to sit on his lap and wrapped his hands around my waist. I heard a growl coming from Vanessa and looked up to her only to see her staring angrily at me but I ignore her. "As you can see my wife isn't that well so she needs her rest." He said to them and they nodded. "I'll come by another day then. See you later" dad said to me and I knew what he meant. I watched dad and mom glared at me before turning around. "Goodbye honey. " mom wave at me but I ignore her again and turned my focus back to the Tv. They all walked toward the door and left. Sighing, I attempt to get up from Xavier's lap but held me down. "We're going upstairs now," he said and carry me all the way back upstairs. . . . It was now dinner time and Carry brought our dinner up to the bedroom. "Thank you" I smiled at her which she returned before she left. We sat in bed, turned on the TV and ate spaghetti for dinner. Carry came and took our plates away when we were done and we just lay there and watch Tv. We were watching a TV show 'NCIS: Los angels' when I felt my eyelid heavy. I fought to keep my eyes open because I wanted to watch this episode but unfortunately sleep won over me and my eyes lid dropped before I was drifted off of sleep. ... Xavier's Pov. The next day when I woke up, I looked to the side of my bed and saw it empty. Where is this girl? Sighing, I got up from my bed and enter the bathroom to look for her. Unfortunately, she wasn't there so I brushed my teeth and went downstairs. Entering the kitchen, I've spotted a small figure girl cooking pancakes. She was out of my shirt and was wearing leggings and a T-shirt "Emily" I called out and she turned around too quickly and was about to hit the floor but I caught her. "Ouch" she groans out and my eyes went to her ankle. Her feet were still swollen so why is she doing work?! She should be resting. "I'm fine, I'm fine" she laughed nervously at me and I ignored her. I lifted her unto the counter and looked at her ankle. "Why are you in here?" I asked sternly. "I was making breakfast. I'm hungry" she replied nervously at me and I sigh. "That's the maid's job. You should be resting" I told her and she pouts at me. Stupid girl going around and hurting herself making me worried. "But..." "But nothing Emily. You really need to be careful. If my parents find out that you're hurt they'll blame me" I said trying to make it an excuse so that she'll not know that I actually care for her. But why do I? For the past day, I've been acting very weird. Caring for her and helping her. I don't know what's wrong with me. "I'm sorry" she pouted at me and I couldn't help but quickly forgive her. It's so hard to get angry at her. "It's okay. Let's go upstairs. We'll order breakfast" I said and she agreed. Scooping her in my hands, I took her into my room and placed her on the bed. I took the bandage out, apply medicine to her feet and bandaged it again. "I'm going to shower," I said and she nodded her head before turning her focus back to the TV. How can someone be so addicted to watching TV? Walking into the bathroom, I took my clothes off and took a shower. After I was done, I wrapped my towel around my waist and tried my hair while entering the bedroom. I looked towards the bed and saw no Emily. Oh God, this girl! Turning to the door, I saw her helping Carry with breakfast. She was limping while placing the breakfast on the table beside the bed. Upson seeing me, her eyes trailed down my body and landed on my abs and V-line. She stares down there for some time before her eyes met mines. Caught. She quickly Averted her eyes as her cheeks turned red as a tomato before she sat on the bed. I couldn't help but snicker at her reaction. I grabbed my clothes and went back into the bathroom. Changing into jeans and a shirt, I exit and saw her sitting on the bed looking at the TV while the breakfast was untouched. "Why didn't you eat?" I asked while sitting next to her. "I was waiting on you" she smiled and I noticed her cute she sound while saying that. She has indeed changed because when I first met her, she was nothing like this. "then let's eat," I said and we both grabbed a plate before I turned to her and saw her gobbling down her pancakes in 0.01 seconds. Chuckling at her, I turned back towards the TV and took a bite into my pancake. ...