Bianca's POV "BIANCA!" I stood up from the bench when I saw Amelia in front of me. I wiped away the tears on my face and looked at her. "H-he's still in the emergency room." "Oh… my son." Amelia's tears fell when her eyes turned to the door of the emergency room. "What happened?" I was in the house when the hospital called me to inform me that Gideon had been in an accident. The authorities told me that Gideon avoided a dog who was in the middle of the road, and that's why his car crashed into another car. The owner of the other car only suffered from a minor injury… while Gideon was unconscious when he was brought to the hospital. Amelia pulled me into her and enveloped me in her arms. "Hush, dear. It wasn't as fatal as what happened to him before." Amelia tried to calm me down. "I'm sure he'd survive this. I'm sure he'll be safe." I remembered what happened to him before. He was in the ICU for three months. He barely survived his accident. "I can't lose him, Amel
"ARE you sure about this, Bianca?" Helen asked me from the other line. I took a deep breath as I glanced at the plane ticket on the nightstand. "Yeah… I'm leaving, Helen." I heard her sigh on the phone. "Don't you think it's wise if you talked to Gideon first, Bianca? Maybe this is just a misunderstanding." I bit my lower to stop my tears from falling. "How would I talk to him when he clearly doesn't want to talk to me?" It's been two days since Gideon woke up from the accident, and since then, he never looked for me. I remembered how he immediately looked for Diana when he woke up. "Can we go inside and talk to him now, Doc?" I asked the doctor. It was hours after the doctor announced Gideon was already awake. "Are you Diana?" the doctor asked me. I stilled. Diana? "I'm not, D-doc." "I'm Diana, Doc." I heard the woman's voice behind me. Diana stood up and went beside me. "Why are you calling for me?" The doctor turned to Diana. "The patient was looking for you, Miss
"MOMMY!" Andrea said before she ran towards her mother. Gideon slowly turned his head in my direction. My heart stopped beating when our eyes met. His face was serious… his blue eyes were piercing into my soul. My knees felt weak with the way he looked at me. "We'll leave you two here…" Helen said. She went to me and took the grocery bag in my hand. "Talk to him, Bianca," Helen whispered before she turned her back on us and pulled Andrea inside the house. I was left there with Gideon. I looked at him. He looked fine. Except for the small scratches on his arms, he looked fully recovered. His white dress shirt was folded up to his elbows. His hair was already clean-cut. I swallowed hard and faced him."What are you doing here?" He raised his thick eyebrows. "Claiming back my wife. How about you, why did you run away, Bianca?" I looked away. "I already know that you've finally recovered your memories, Gideon. If you're here to talk about divorce—" "What are you saying
"GET up, you little bitch." Gideon grabbed a handful of my hair, forcing me to look up at him. I tried to pick up my underwear on the carpeted floor below the bed, but he pulled me up and dragged me away from the queen-sized bed. "We're not done yet, Bianca," he said, his voice rugged, his eyes dark as he forced me to face the wall of our room. "I-I'm already tired, Gideon," I muttered, my voice a bit shaky from tiredness and fear. I tried to cock my head in his direction, but then he stopped me. He grabbed both my hands and plastered them on the dark wall of our bedroom. The wall felt cold against my skin. "Do you fucking think I care, Bianca?" he grumbled behind me. "I'm your husband. It's your duty to satisfy my needs. Now, shut up and don't move," he demanded. Before I could answer, he had already parted my legs and slammed me from behind. My mouth parted with a mixture of pleasure and pain. I let out a gasp as he pushed all of his manhood inside of me. Gideon was as hug
"BIANCA!" Amelia Henry, Gideon's mother, welcomed me with a big smile on her face. The woman was stunning in her emerald green dress and pearl necklace. She looked regally beautiful at her age. Amelia was already fifty-five, but she could still pass as a woman in her forties. "Amelia." I managed to return her smile as I kissed her cheek. "Happy birthday." Gideon might be a devil, but his family's different. Everyone I've met in my husband's family was nice to me. When Gideon introduced me as his wife to Amelia, the woman welcomed me with open arms. She even gave me a diamond necklace, an heirloom of the Henry family. "Oh, thank you, dear," she muttered. "Gosh, you look stunning," Amelia praised me as she looked at me from head to toe. "Pregnancy suits you, Bianca." Stunning? Well, all thanks to my make-up and beautiful dress. When I stared at the mirror earlier, I saw a confident woman standing in front of me. Far different from the weak Bianca that was left alone crying a
I WANTED to excuse myself and run away. But it felt like my feet were rooted to the ground. I couldn't move. Even my heart felt like it had stopped beating for a moment. "Bianca..." Charlie greeted me with his familiar voice. I stared at him. His handsome face didn't change over the past five months that I hadn't seen him. "It's nice to finally meet you." He extended his hand to me. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I accepted his hand. "S-same here, Charlie." My heart constricted when I tried to meet his eyes. His lips were smiling, but her chinky eyes… they were saying otherwise. They were cold and emotionless. "Mom said you're already pregnant," he said after letting go of my hand, his eyes drifting to my belly. I felt a shiver run down my spine. My heart started beating erratically inside my chest. "Congratulations, Bianca." "T-thank you." His eyes went back to meet mine. This time, I looked away from him. I couldn't handle his stares. His cold and dead eyes were
"G-GIDEON!" I muttered when Gideon grabbed me in the arm and placed me at his side. He didn't give me a glance as his eyes stayed on Charlie. "What are you doing with my wife, Charlie?" Gideon asked in a dark voice. "Didn't I ask you to stay away from her?" "I saw your wife throwing up, Gideon," Charlie answered with the same dangerous voice as Gideon. "I just helped her. If you don't want to see you with another man, then you should've never left her side." I could feel the tension between the two men. I knew Gideon hated his brother. But Charlie... this is the first time I've seen him with this expression on his face. "G-Gideon... Charlie just helped me." I grabbed his left arm. "Let's go..." I knew Gideon wouldn't make a scene here. And Charlie... he's never violent, but he's very perceptive. I didn't want him to notice anything. Gideon's left arm snaked to my waist. "The next time I see you near my wife, you know what I'd do, Charlie." He gritted his teeth before pullin
I TOOK a deep breath as I stared at the suitcase in front of me. This is it, Bianca. No more backing out. Today, I finally decided to escape from Gideon. I couldn't allow myself to stay with him any longer. After what happened that night... five days ago... I suddenly found the courage to leave. I know how powerful Gideon is. I have all the reasons to be scared of him. But if I continued to be like this—scared, weak, and pathetic—I would lose my baby. I shut my eyes when I remembered how terrified I was that night... when I thought I already lost my baby. "If something happened to my baby, I would have fucking killed you, Gideon Henry." I angrily muttered to Gideon. The corner of my eyes were hot with unshed tears. I was lying on our king-sized bed after our doctor left. Of course. The powerful and ruthless Gideon Henry didn't drive me to the hospital. Instead, he called for a private doctor to come to his house. My hand protectively held onto my belly. The doctor tol