Chapter 141 Chapter 113 (1)
Is this some sorta karma?
Altezza gazed at his sleeping wife, deeply asleep. The doctor managed to save her. Save their baby.
After experiencing a heart attack and losing a lot of blood, his wife could finally return to them. Even though his wife is now declared in a coma, just like himself.
Oh God. Is this my payback for all my past mistakes?
Why are You like this to me?
"Wake up, Darling. Please wake up quickly. Don't you have pity on our two children? I haven't even been able to give them names yet." Altezza whispered to his wife's hand.
That hand was so small and weak. The hand that had been holding his all this time. The hand that had always touched him gently. Regardless of what Altezza had ever done to her.
Altezza reluctantly rose from his seat. "I'll be right back, hurry and wake up." Altezza kissed his wife's forehead. He bid farewell to his mother and mother-in-law before leaving the hospital.
He still limped, his leg condition worsening as he carried Adaline back then, but Altezza paid it no mind. When the doctor ordered him to use crutches as walking aids, Altezza refused. He wouldn't return to being disabled just because he didn't use a walking aid.
Altezza got into the taxi he had hailed. He gave an address to the driver and asked him to drive quickly.
The car drove in silence. Until about twenty minutes later, Altezza was already in front of a two-story building with ivory-yellow paint and a police logo at the top of the building.
Duncan and Antony were already there waiting for him. "How's it going?"
Antony shook his head. "Something's wrong, Al." Altezza looked at his cousin and his assistant in confusion. "You can conclude it if you see it firsthand." Altezza furrowed his brow even more. But he followed along as Antony led him to a room the size of two by two meters with an iron door.
The woman who used to be his wife was sitting hugging her knees in the corner of that small room. Her eyes seemed unfocused, and her lips kept murmuring unclearly. Her body swayed back and forth, and occasionally she bit her fingernails.
"What happened to her?" Altezza looked at Antony, confused.
"She never wanted to talk to anyone. She only called out your name. I think she's starting to lose her mind a bit, Al," Antony said, causing Altezza to stare at Antony.
"Are you sure she's losing her mind? Or is she actually pretending to be crazy?" Altezza replied sarcastically.
"I know you really hate her right now, Altezza. But this time, I'm sure she's not acting. Try approaching her and ask her nicely," Antony suggested. Altezza still looked at Antony with disbelief. But at least, he would try.
Altezza gripped the cell door tightly. "Jovanka?" Altezza called her. The woman continued to shake her head. "Jovanka, look at me."
"Altezza..? Altezza.. is that you?" The woman asked uncertainly. Her head turned, searching for the sound.
"Jovanka, it's me. Will you talk to me?" Altezza was so surprised when the woman moved so quickly towards him. Her hands grabbed Altezza's hands clutching the bars. Her eyes looked at Altezza with adoration. He could see there was so much different about her. Her gaze, her face, everything seemed different.
"Altezza, you've really come back to me, haven't you?" The woman asked while holding Altezza's hand tightly. "Cindy said you would come back to me if I managed to get rid of that obstacle," she continued quickly.
"Cindy? Obstacle? What do you mean?" Altezza asked back, puzzled.
"Yes, Cindy. You know her. My assistant. She said I should be angry if she calls me sister in front of anyone else.
"She said she would help me bring you back.
"She said you would come back if I removed the barrier between us. You still love me, right? She said that woman has stolen you from me. You will truly come back to me, won't you?"
Altezza remained silent. He wouldn't make any promises to the woman in front of him. Even though now he was starting to believe that she really was not in her right mind, as Antony had said.
Altezza walked back, leaving the woman behind. Meanwhile, the woman kept calling out his name. Her hand reached out from behind the bars, trying to reach Altezza. But Altezza ignored her. The pity he felt for the woman had disappeared.
"Find Evans. And also the woman named Cindy. I think one of them is the reason Jovanka ended up like this," Altezza sat down on the long brown-painted wooden chair wearily. He rubbed his knees, which were starting to ache.
Antony made a call, as did Duncan.
An hour later, they were on their way to Evans' place. The man was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and boxer shorts. He welcomed them casually as if he had no worries at all.
"I knew you'd finally come," he said flatly. Evans gestured for his guests to sit. He himself sat down without intending to offer drinks, even just as a formality. "What do you want to know?" he asked directly.
"What really happened to Jovanka? You've been with her for the past few years. Even when I wasn't around, you spent more time with her," Altezza said, getting straight to the point.
Evans looked at Altezza. "Let me start from the beginning," he replied. His gaze was fixed on Altezza.