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Varda's POVI watched a look of disappointment fall on Davis’ face and it made me feel really guilty. That was why I hated talking about Stephen with Davis because it always made him feel really bad but then again, it was not like I had any other choice. There was no one else I could trust that much. I had only Davis. “Look, I know—-” I started but Davis immediately cut me off with a loud cough. He raised a brow at me. “Why do you think he is in some kind of danger? What if he just wants to relax and have some fun? Sometimes, we guys like our privacy and stuffs like that. It does not mean we are in some kind of trouble you know.”I rolled my eyes at Davis. It was obvious he was being kind of biased about the situation. “Come on Davis. If he wants to relax, he could literally leave the house or something.” I said. “Varda, I really do not know what you expect me to say. All I know is your husband is really full of surprises, he could have a lot going on in his head.” Davis shrugged.

Varda's POV Davis gathered all of his things together and turned to gaze at me. “Come on, follow me.” He muttered softly. I nodded my head and followed him from behind. As expected, Davis led me through the back door and in less than a minute, we were standing outside of the house. There was no sign of the car nor Clara. I released a heavy sigh of relief and just as I was about to take a step forward, I heard a loud creaking noise echo from behind. I gulped a lump down my throat and stared at Davis who just casually waved it off. “Relax, it is probably just a rat or something.” He muttered. I nodded my head and allowed him lead me towards the direction where a small bike was barked. I scoffed and raised a brow at me. “Please tell me you are not actually thinking of using that to transport us?”Davis gazed at me with a confused look written on his face. “What else am I supposed to use? Would you rather trek to the mansion?” I shook my head at him in disbelief. “Okay it is official

Varda's POV It was night already. Stephen was still at the hospital, unconscious. I was sitting in the waiting room with Davis by my side. Clara was at the hospital too but she had wandered off somewhere else. Fransisca heard about the news too so she decided to stay behind at her mother's place with Asher because for now, the mansion was still unsafe. We were all left in suspense. None of us knew exactly what happened back at the mansion. The only person who knew was Stephen and he was unconscious. “Are you sure you aren't hungry?” Davis' voice jolted me out of my thoughts and back to reality. I turned to shake my head a him. It was not like I was hungry, I was, even my stomach made it very obvious with the loud grumbling noise. I just was not settled enough to have anything to eat. “Your husband–” Davis started but was suddenly interrupted by the loud footsteps of one of the nurses. She rushed towards us with a smile on her face. “Your husband is awake.” She said to me. I jerke

Chapter One Varda's POV Stephen asked us to leave his room and we did because the last thing I needed right now was another argument with him. It was clear that he was not in a good mood, although that did not excuse his jerky attitude but I just had to leave him to his thoughts. Davis and I were sitting in the waiting area. I could feel his eyes on me but I was too ashamed to even look at him. One of the reasons was that I was embarrassed by how Stephen had yelled at him earlier and accused him of being my boyfriend. It must have been really embarrassing for him too. Davis cleared his throat, causing me to snap out of my thoughts and raise my head to gaze at him. “Are you okay?” His voice was barely above a whisper but loud enough for me to hear. I gulped a lump down my throat and nodded my head slowly. “Yeah, I am fine.” I lied and I was pretty sure my lie was very obvious. My legs were practically shaking and I kept fiddling with my palms, that was enough proof that I was no

Varda's POV Francis McCall and Elisa halted right in front of me. Elisa looked distressed while Francis on the other hand had a disappointed look on his face. “What is going on? How could you two argue in public? What do you expect people to think?” He managed to scold us, even in a low tone. I could not help but scoff at him too. How could that be his biggest worry now? What people would think? Who cared about what people would think? People could think whatever they wanted to be honest. “She accused me first!” Fransisca folded her arms and a small frown grew on her face. “Accused? More like I am trying to point the truth here or how else do you explain your presence?” I raised a brow at her. “Stephen called me here!” Fransisca groaned in frustration. “For goodness sake, why are you finding that hard to believe? Is it some kind of hurt to your pride? Or do you really think you are the only special one in the world?” Fransisca rolled her eyes at me. I shook my head in disbelief.