บททั้งหมดของ The Stand In Wife's Revenge : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

"I can't wait!"I stood in the dim light of our dining room, arranging the silverware nervously with my fingers for the fourth time. With soft music playing, flickering candles and the aroma of roasted chicken filling the air the table was perfectly set. This dinner took hours to prepare. In an effort to remind Liam of our past together, I tried to make everything right. After all, it was our anniversary . Despite being together for four years, it seemed like we were very far apart.I took a look at the wall clock. 7. 42 p. m. By now Liam ought to be at home. He had said he would arrive early tonight. No more excuses. I couldn't deny the nagging feeling that he wasn't returning in the manner that I wanted.My heart skipped a beat as I straightened up and the door finally opened. I called softly my voice full of hope "Liam?"He entered without looking up, dropping his briefcase on the floor. His suit was a little rumpled and he barely acknowledged me as he passed by without taking off

In the quiet of our bedroom—the one that had once been ours —I had packed my bag. The one in which we made a lifelong commitment to one another. Even though I had no idea where I was going I had to go. I had lost ownership of the house—our house. Not after his words, what he had done. I still felt as though the divorce papers were suffocating me like a weight in my hands.Everything I believed we had was torn apart by a thin stack of legal sheets. Without even looking at them Liam had given them to me as if they were just another document to be completed and crossed off his list of things to do. Just icy indifference without hesitation or emotion. It was impossible for me to stay. Not in that residence. Not when the void looms like a dense mist between us. So I left. I had no idea where to go but the street outside seemed like a good place to be. An area where I could vanish. Even though the night air was abrasive against my skin, it was unable to quench the fire within me. Like a

The only noise in the eerily silent room was the gentle beep of the machines all around me.Gazing at the stranger in the doorway, I froze and my heart skipped a beat. He exuded authority and imposingness while maintaining a certain tenderness.The nurse gave me a final pitying look before leaving the room, discreetly excusing herself after noticing the tension between us. I hardly noticed that she had left. I was unable to look away. With a commanding yet somehow gentle presence, he took a step forward. His commanding presence seemed to overshadow the stark white hospital room with its icy walls and glaring fluorescent lights.He was tall, broad-shouldered and had sharp features including an angular jawline, well-groomed but slightly disheveled dark hair and intense introspective and searching eyes.As he spoke, his eyes softened and his voice became smooth and serene. "Hey," he repeated, his voice barely audible. "How do you feel?" I opened my mouth to respond but nothing came out

A snugness grasped my chest and the doctor's words waited in the air like a thick haze. I was unable to unwind my thoughts which were confused with unsettled questions. Despite the fact that my voice shook with uncertainty I had at long last tracked down it. "What's going on?"Though the doctor's face relaxed, his eyes were lowered as though he had heard the terrible news multiple times."It's somewhat bad. This hospital is in a harsh circumstance. We might not be able to keep you for too long because of a few unforeseen occasions." He stopped then went on. "Since we've been running out of space, they plan to move patients to different clinics. Remorsefully, I have been informed that as one regarding the patients you might be discharged sooner than expected." I flickered as I attempted to understand his words. "Discharged? I don't understand, "My voice was not really in excess of a murmur yet it conveyed the direness of my circumstance. "Where am I expected to go?I have no place to

Alex shut the door behind him and I was left in a void of quiet. After our new discussion, my heart kept on hustling because of the tension of his words on my chest.The nurse made a sound as if to speak delicately before I could gather myself. She had delicate sympathetic eyes and was more youthful than the nurse I had recently seen.She moved toward my bedside gradually and asked "How are you feeling?" I could perceive she was hanging tight for something due to the reluctance in her voice despite the fact that it was alleviating. "I'm... Still having migraines" I mumbled, my voice weak. "Everything is so dull. Extremely foggy. I can't remember anything. I have no clue about how I arrived." Her face relaxed like she had guessed this and she gestured. She explained "You're encountering concussive amnesia. It is an outcome of the head injury you got in the crash. You'll likely recapture your memory after some time. The primary stage regularly includes the memorable powerlessness ong