Janice POV
Coming home late from the hospital, I thought I would meet Connor at home, but it has been hours since I came back and he didn't seem like he was going to come back home anytime soon.
I didn't want to call him, but worried that something must've happened to him, I picked up my phone and dialed his number, but it rang and he didn't answer his phone.
"What happened to him?" I mumbled, dialing the number again, and this time, someone answered the phone from the other end. I wanted to ask why he was not back yet, but the voice I heard made me freeze on the spot.
"You're done bathing already?" Came a feminine voice from the background, and my eyes narrowed.
"Yeah. We don't have all the time in the world, so let's get to business," He sounded seductive, and I scoffed unbelievably. I thought he was in danger, but damnit! This bastard got his brother into a mess and now he was out there with another woman? This is so unbelievable.
I ended the call and tossed my phone on the bed, sitting on the chair and burying my face between my palms. I never imagined my life would be caught up in this mess one day, I never imagined that what usually happens in movies and books would happen to me one day, but look at me now. Stuck with a psychopath and no way of escape for me. Maybe I was destined to live my life like this.
Pushing all my thoughts away, I stood up and dragged myself into the bathroom, had a long and relaxing bath, and came back into the room minutes later, I did my usual evening routine before I finally went to bed to rest. I've had a long day at the hospital and sleeping was the only thing on my mind right now.
I had no idea when I fell asleep, but the sound of the footsteps in my room pulled me out of my deep slumber, and I snapped my eyes open. I saw a figure standing in front of the mirror, and when my vision became clear after I sat on the bed, it dawned on me that it was Connor. I guess he came home while I was still asleep.
"You are awake, wife?" How could he still smile at me after what he did?
"Are you really shameless?" I couldn't hold back my question because I was curious to know, and he smirked at me, shrugging.
"Maybe I am. Who knows," Hearing his reply made me want to strangle him to death, but I wouldn't want to go to jail because of this bastard. Well, I didn't know how long I'd be able to hold that in, anyway.
"I see. Why didn't you come to see Carl at the hospital yesterday?" I asked him even though I knew it was the wrong question to ask, and as expected, he scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"I didn't do that to him so I could go see him at the hospital," he replied to me sarcastically, and I sighed, sinking my fingers into my hair and slowly ruffling it frustratingly.
"Are you really a monster, Connor?" His face darkened at the end of my question, and I guess he was touched by that, which was exactly what I wanted. For the next few seconds, he stood staring into space with anger written on his face, his fingers clenched beside him as if he was going to hit me. Well, that will be the biggest mistake of his life because I won't let it slide, anyway.
"Maybe," my jaw dropped when he turned to face me with a smile lingering on his face, and my eyes narrowed in shock. He was clearly angry just now, so how come he was smiling at me? I asked myself, forgetting that this man was a psychopath that'll always be ready to drive me crazy.
"Yeah... maybe you really are," I nodded my head, leaving the bed to go to the bathroom because his presence was irritating me.
"I don't want you to go see Carl at the hospital again," I stopped on my track with my hand on the bathroom doorknob when I heard his voice.
"What did you say?" I turned to face him, and he shrugged.
"You heard me. I don't want you to..."
"And who the hell are you to tell me that?" I yelled at him, and he scoffed, turning to face me, his face laced with a smirk.
"Your husband, of course. You should always obey your husband, so is our own an exception?" He squinted his eyebrows, and I scoffed unbelievably.
"Get this straight today, Connor. I am not your wife, but someone you are keeping hostage. I never agreed to marry you, so you have no right over me as my husband," I made it clear to him, pointing my index finger at him while he stared at me with his hands tucked inside his pockets. Am I acting in a drama? I asked myself because of the funny way he was looking at me.
"I dare you to go there, Janice. You wouldn't want to see the other side of me, trust me," He uttered, walking out of the room with his briefcase afterward. He was really heartless.
It felt like I was in bondage being in this house. If only I wasn't blinded by my greediness, maybe this would've been avoided, but then, I really needed to do this.
I finally walked into the bathroom and did my morning routine, leaving for the hospital after I was done. Everyone was already in the hospital, so it won't be nice of me to stay back at home just because Connor asked me to, right?
It took me a few minutes before I was able to haul down a cab, and just when I was about to hop inside, someone held the door and pulled me back.
"Sorry, Mr. You can go," I scoffed, realizing that it was Connor. Is he stalking me?
"If you are not going anywhere, you should stop wasting my time," The cabby was extremely angry, so Connor gave him some money and he finally drove away.
"What the hell was that?" I yanked his hand away, and he scoffed, tucking his hands inside his pockets, something he loves doing.
"I should be asking you that. What the hell do you think you are doing? I told you not to go to the hospital. How dare you disobey me?" He raised his voice, his eyes becoming scary as he glared hard at me. It felt like he was going to hit me with the look in his eyes.
"I told you that you have no right to order me around, Connor. You are not my husband, so fucking stop acting like a psychopath!" I yelled at him, holding my head frustratingly while shutting my eyes. It felt like I was losing my mind, he was driving me nuts with just being around me, and as if that was not enough, nagging me now.
"Ugh! You are really difficult, aren't you?" He huffed, scratching the back of his neck while having his right hand in his pocket.
"Don't show up in front of me again..." I turned to leave, but something crossed my mind, and I stopped.
"And also, if you are not going to come home sometime, you should inform me beforehand," I stated before I turned and started walking down the road, but he held my hand and pulled me back, dragging me to God knows where.
"Where the hell are you taking me?" I whimpered, trying to free myself from his grasp.
"Get inside the car," he commanded once we were standing close to his car, and I scoffed.
"No," I replied to him flatly, throwing my gaze away.
"I won't repeat myself, Janice. Get inside the car, now!" Although his voice was intimidating, I wasn't going to fall for that.
"I need to go to the hospital, Connor. Stop getting in my way and let me be," I snapped at him and finally walked away. I was expecting him to stop me again, but when I walked for three minutes and it didn't seem like he was going to, I looked back and found out that his car was gone.
"Where did he go?" I mumbled, looking around to see if I would spot his car anywhere, but it wasn't there. I knew at that moment that he was up to something.
Regardless, I hauled down a cab and boarded it to the hospital...