All Chapters of MR. WRONG: Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

"We have a bathroom in case you want to clean yourself up." Isabell, the forensic nurse, tells me after she is done examining and doing a few vaginal swabs on me."Thank you but I would rather do that in the house." I say, getting out of the examination bed. I have been lying on the bed for the past thirty minutes, legs wide apart and I was starting to feel numb."Are you on birth control?" She asks, walking towards the desk as I follow her. "Nope." "Please have a seat, I will be right back." She disappears to another room on the left and I sit on the chair to wait for her. A few seconds later, she walks back carrying a glass of water and three blister packs and she places the glass on the desk, right in front of me."Here," she hands me a pack of emergency pills. "You will take one tablet and the other one s

I debate whether to go back to Wendy's room or not, after I end my call with Celine, but the former wins.Wendy is still sitting on the bed, resting her head on the head rest and she stares at me with disinterest when I push the door open.I know my presence is boring her to death but I will be out of this place before she knows it."It is obvious you don't want to see me." I say walking inside."I was hoping it is, so why are you here anyway?""I came to see how you are doing and to apologise for pushing you yesterday." My eyes linger on the bandage around her upper arm. "It was an accident.""You already did that less than ten minutes ago." She says curtly."You got no bad blood?"I want to be sure that she won't be suing my poor ass later."I am grateful if anything, you did the dirty work for me." She says with n

I thought Luther's death would give me some sort of relief. I assumed I would be a very happy person now that the person who wanted to hurt me and my family is dead, I won't walk around with a target on my back or worry about Luther hurting Kelly and mom. I thought I would be okay, I am supposed to feel okay, his death is supposed to make me feel better and relieved.But I feel quite the opposite, if anything. I feel sad, I feel sorry for West and it is a shocker that my humanity is still unscathed even after the hell that I have been through. No matter how hard I try to get rid of the image, the scene is still stuck in my head and there is nothing I can do about it.Luther's body lying in a pool of blood, West crying painfully begging his son to wake up, asking him to open his eyes, the police announcing that Luther is dead and two cops pulling a traumatized West up. I keep replaying that sce

I wake up to a shattering sound in the kitchen and I shoot up immediately, placing both my hands on my chest.Fuck! My heart is pounding so hard and I can't help the paranoia that creeps in at the thoughts of someone breaking in to hurt us, but I get some relief when I glance at the wall clock. It is 8:00 in the morning and I don't think anyone would break into people's place in daylight, probably nanny broke something by accident.I get out of Kelly's bed and walk towards her, she is lying peacefully on the bed that Ric brought since she can't use a normal bed. I stand there staring at her with a huge smile on my face. I am so happy.Waking up knowing that Kelly and mom are feeling better makes me so happy and the fact that they are home makes me feel so contended. I couldn't believe it yesterday when I came home and found them settled in, I