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40: Next step
Leila jumped out of her seat as soon as the doctor walked into the corridor. She was beside the woman in a second, heart pounding too fast and too hard.
“How’s he?” she asked. If anything happened to her husband, she would never forgive herself. “Doctor?”“Mrs McKenna, he’s fine.” Walking in step with the doctor, they meandered through the corridor, past through another door. “His allergies were triggered but he’s fine.” Allergies. Her mind ran wild. Shrimps. Wheat. Peanut. Onions. “Did he eat anything new?”Shit. The soup was prepared with blended onions. How could she forget about her husband’s allergy?“Kind of.” She tightened her arms around Kelvin’s coat. She had taken it off him when the men at the eatery had helped carry him into the car. Even worn it to feel closer to him. “But he’s fine, right?” She needed to know. They stopped at a dooKaugnay na kabanata
His Contract Wife 41: Watch your words
Kelvin woke with a mild headache. He tried to push himself into a sitting position and someone rushed to help him. Thinking it was his wife, he slid his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him. He missed her. The events of yesterday were foggy, he could remember asking her to leave but he wasn’t sure she did because someone had come back later to kiss him.The person didn’t speak so he assumed it was his wife keeping quiet to avoid his wrath. He wouldn’t have been angry at her.To be honest, he appreciated the fact she came back. He was getting used to sleeping in the same room with his wife. And with his brain picking up slowly after he ate one of his triggers, he wanted someone he trusted around him. Someone like Leila.“You stayed,” he whispered into her chest. The drugs might have been the reason he said, “Thank you.”One of the things he hated about the drugs given to him after a relapse was how disoriented
His Contract Wife 42: I fucked up
The police, really? What was she thinking when she made those silly threats?Leila hid herself in the bathroom while Kelvin packed up. If he filed for a divorce, she wouldn’t agree. She didn’t want him to leave her. And it wasn’t up to two years yet.She didn’t mean to push him but when he came so close to her, that feeling of helplessness crept over her and she reacted without thinking. For a moment, she thought he was Charles and had imagined him dragging her to the bed and...Why did he have to kiss that lady? Here she had been preparing for their time together and he was there at the clinic getting comfortable with another woman. Was that why he asked her to leave? It was unfair.Leila closed her eyes but the pictures she received earlier played in her mind.Breakfast had come as usual. Then she took her bath, ready to call him to know what time she could visit when her phone pinged with pictures. His shirt was unbuttoned in all t
His Contract Wife 43 || Sister-in-law
It had been one week since Leila saw her husband. Within that week, she could count the number of times she ate on one hand. There were no flowers but breakfast and dinner always came at the appointed time.The fridge was stocked up, she had warned the delivery boy to stop sending food to their apartment. But it was of no use. He had a job and he intended to do it.Her days went by in a blur. She lived out her routine like a zombie. Waking up, going to the office. Bath and repeat. Today was the first time she was doing something outside of the routine. She hoped to get some answers. If not from Kelvin but from Amara.Leila hit the number on the elevator. It was ten minutes past close of work, and most of her colleagues had gone home. The elevator stopped on Kelvin’s floor, she held her bag tighter and made the short walk to his office. Pushing the straps of her handbag up her shoulder, she knocked.The door opened to reveal Amara, instead of letting her ins
His Contract Wife 44 || Don’t be mad at me
Leila was on her way out of the clinic when she saw Charles. He was waiting by his car and as soon as he spotted her, he waved. She leaned on the door for support, tempted to run back into the clinic to stay with her sister-in-law.The two had bonded over tales about Kelvin’s childhood. His favourite colour was black, which came as no surprise to her since he mostly wore only black suits. Madonna was nicer than she gave her credit for, they exchanged numbers with a promise to have a girls night out in the future.The comfort from spending time with someone who was on her side faded the moment Charles appeared. He had done enough damage, why couldn’t he leave her alone? She stormed towards the smiling man.“Are you following me?” she asked.Her eyes darted left, right and centre to be sure no one was watching them. Charles opened the passenger door of his Benz for her but she shook her head. She didn’t want to be anywhere near him as
His Contract Wife 45 || Another chance
Leila roused slowly. The first thing she noticed was that she was on something soft and firm. Her eyes flew open. She was on the bed. How did she get here? Kelvin’s side of the bed was cold. He didn’t sleep here.The second thing she noticed was her dress and it somehow saddened her. Was he so mad at her he didn’t change her out of her work clothes? If he had done that, she wouldn’t have minded. A yawn escaped her. By the time she freshened up, changed and checked the time. It was 3 am. She would have loved to return to sleep but her mind was busy.On a whim, she dialled her husband’s number. He must have come back to the house but she couldn’t say for sure if he stayed back or left. A ringtone from the house had her shooting to her feet. She pulled her robe tighter around herself.The sound was coming from the guest room.Her footsteps echoed throughout the house. In front of the guest room, she took a deep breath and pushed t
His Contract Wife 46 || One thousand times
It wasn’t until thirty minutes after Kelvin was done bathing and dressing up that Leila stepped into the study. Kelvin could barely focus on his work. He wasn’t mad at her but he wasn’t happy with her either. Mia sent those pictures. A short visit to his sister’s friend revealed that. The next time that would happen, Mia would be spending some time in prison. He made that crystal clear to her before ending their conversation.“Hey.”Kelvin didn’t look up but his back was straight. “Hi.”Leila came closer to him, her hand on his shoulder felt like lead. On a different day, he might have pulled her into his lap. They seemed to take one step forward and ten steps backward. Kelvin was growing tired of it.“What do I need to do to earn your forgiveness?”Her question made him look up. He dropped his pen and motioned for her to sit. She dragged the swivel chair close to him, sat near enough that he
His Contract Wife 47: I belong to you
When the door closed quietly behind Kelvin, Leila dumped the punishment and crawled into the bed. Her stomach was on fire and she couldn’t hold it in any longer. It was some minutes past nine, but her plan to keep calm until Kelvin left for his meeting went up in flames the moment the second bout of pain hit her.The first day of her period was the worst. It always got better but the cramps would be completely gone by the third day. Bedrest helped. If she had to be at the office, she would have popped some pills. Pills meant irregular period so she liked to stay off them as long as she could but they greatly reduced the pain.Leila pulled the covers over her head at the sound of the door opening. The bed dipped with her husband’s weight, she tugged the cover to her chin before he could do it.“Hey,” he said. She winced when her insides twisted. If she could forfeit menstruation for her whole life, she would. She didn’t understand why wome
His Contract Wife 48: Meet cute
“What’s your favourite colour?” Kelvin asked.“Yellow. You?”Leila already knew the answer to her question but she wanted to keep their conversation flowing. Today was a lazy day for her and she was loving every moment with her husband. She smiled at Kelvin as he massaged her feet.“Black,” he answered. He cracked her knuckles and she giggled like a teenager. The cramps had reduced, his presence might have to do with that. “What’s your favourite food?”He adjusted her legs on his lap and she wriggled when he began tracing circles on the sole of her feet. They were in the living room and the television was on. This was the first time they were spending time together like this in their house. Work made it near impossible.Leila grinned. “Noodles.”Her husband laughed. “That doesn’t count as real food, you know?”She didn’t know that and she would argue the
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