Semua Bab THE TRADED WIFE: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Before Caleb's arm could reach to touch Mike's face, Tia moved faster to hold his arm and shout right away to stop him, "Stop it! Caleb! You can't hit him!"Caleb's expression turned blackened to see her taking the man's side and yanked his arm to push her away, "So, now, you are taking this random guy's side?"Tia's brows twisted with impatience to see how he suddenly came in a rush and just hit Mike without even knowing anything, "Caleb, first, he is not a random guy, He is my friend, and second, how could you hit the guy who helped me tonight, when random guys try to force me?" "What?" Caleb's startled to hear that, and his grip loosened from Mike's shirt."Yes, so, please, if you feel any sort of generosity. You should thank him for saving me from getting bullied." She met her gaze with seriousness.Caleb clenched his fist and moved his hand down as he stared at Mike, who looked at him with a cold gaze, before landing it on Tia for asking, "Tell me everything." Tia sighed in rel

The following morning, Abigail woke up early, before dawn. However, not choosing to get out of bed sooner, she still lay right there to glimpse over Byron's sleeping figure next to her, as her mind filled with a mixture of reticence and curiosity to recall their last night's conversation. Each word he shared the previous night to her still echoed deeply in her mind and heart, stirring a complicated blend of emotions and confusion with uncertain suspicion. She no longer understands the man before her. Sometimes, he turned the world's meanest person for her, and sometimes, he tried to act out of his syllabus, good and generous.'I don't understand what kind of bait you are trying to play with me, but I am getting tired of all of this. Why can't you just choose one side to show me?' She huffed helplessly as she muttered inside her mind, before getting off the bed finally and walking to the bathroom to take a quick shower before he woke up.However, when she moved out after changing into

Byron opened his eyes, feeling a sharp pain from his fresh wounds as the anaesthesia stopped working. He glanced around the ward, taking in his surroundings while he found himself on oxygen. He looked over his body, which was partially covered with a bandage after the surgery. "Mr Byron, once the final report comes the next day, we can give you a full report about your current condition. And I must say, you truly surprised me to wake up within three hours after your chest surgery, as it always takes at least a day for a normal patient even to wake up or move their body even slightly, but you are an exceptional one, which is good." The Doctor politely explained.However, Byron did not want to hear anything about that or ask a direct question, "Doctor, when can I leave?" "Leave? Mr Byron, you need at least a week before you can be discharged from the hospital, and for a full recovery, it can take one to three months, depending on your body's healing process." The Doctor calmly briefed

"Sir, Ma'am, here is your order." The waiter placed the two coffee cups on the table and left with a polite smile. The hot brew coffee's aroma filled the atmosphere with a light mood, as both parties remained heavily silent throughout, waiting for the order. Tia glanced at the coffee cup and then at Mike, who reached to pick up his coffee cup and have a sip from it calmly. Watching him, she decided to pick hers as well when he finally began to talk, "The Coffee is still great here." He smiled, staring at her.She felt discomfort, as this is the same place where they came when they were dating. She doesn't understand why he called her and requested to meet at this place. She put the cup back in the same spot and glanced at him, "Mike, I hope you get a better reason to ask me to be here." She needs to cover up this meeting from her family, friends and most importantly Caleb, who still knows who Mike truly is. Mike looked over her beautiful face and smiled with a simple nod, "Yes, I

Abigail glanced over the bedside table, where a big bowl filled with warm water and clean washcloths was just right there. "What? Are you going to take the whole night to clean me up?" Byron voiced out to see her not moving at all. "No, I am starting now." She halted and scrutinised Byron's upper naked body, examining the stitches that had healed but still made her uncomfortable whenever she recalled that he was saved after being shot directly in the chest. 'Stop thinking too much, Abigail. Let's focus on what you need to do.' She shook her thoughts and dipped the cloth in warm water, squeezing it tightly to leave no room for a single drop to drip.Byron quietly watched over her work of rhythm as she began to wipe his shoulder and then moved to his back. She did the back side first and then moved front to take charge of his chest. She dipped the clothes again and began to wipe his shoulder and neck. Once she reached chest, she failed to touch the injured parts thoroughly and did e