Semua Bab In His World : Bab 51 - Bab 60

Elena POV He was awake and really awake after eight months of lying in that hospital bed unconscious, and I couldn't stop crying, couldn't stop reaching out to touch his face and his hand to make sure he was actually real and not some dream I was having. "You're awake," I kept saying through tears. "You're really awake." I touched his cheek and then his forehead and then took his hand again, and every time I made contact I felt relief wash over me because he was warm and alive and his eyes were open and looking at me. Adrian was trying to speak and I watched his mouth move and his throat work but nothing came out except rough painful-sounding noises, and he grimaced and stopped trying. "Don't," I said quickly. "Don't try to talk yet, your throat must hurt so much." He looked frustrated and his eyes were moving around like he was trying to understand where he was and what had happened, and I could see the confusion mixed with the love in his expression. "I know you have questio

Adrian POVI stared through the glass at the two tiny cribs and couldn't process what I was seeing at first because my brain was still foggy from the coma, but then it hit me all at once.Those were my daughters.Two tiny babies with dark hair sleeping peacefully in their cribs, and I had made them with Elena, and they were real and here and alive.The most beautiful things I'd ever seen in my life.I couldn't stop crying and tears were running down my face faster than I could wipe them away, and my chest hurt with how much emotion was filling it up.Eight months.I'd missed eight months of Elena's pregnancy, missed every ultrasound and every kick and every moment of her carrying them, and I'd missed the birth and the first hours of their lives.Everything.I'd missed everything because I'd been lying in a hospital bed unconscious while Elena dealt with all of it alone.The fear she must have felt when the pregnancy was first discovered, the struggle of carrying twins while I was in a

Elena POV Dr. Shah and the name sounded familiar to me somehow but I couldn't quite place where I'd heard it before, and I searched my memory trying to remember while Marcus stood there with the files. Then it clicked. "That's the doctor who signed Grace's death certificate," I said. "The one who ruled it accidental." Adrian looked up at me from his wheelchair. "What?" "Grace Williams, your father's mistress who died thirty years ago." I looked at Marcus. "Dr. Shah was the doctor who signed her death certificate saying she died in an accident." "Are you sure?" Marcus asked. "Yes, Margaret showed me all the documents when she visited." I looked at Adrian. "Dr. Shah ruled Grace's death accidental even though your father cut her brake lines." Adrian turned back to the files in his hands and I could see him struggling to focus on the words because reading was still hard after the coma, but he squinted at the papers anyway. "These payments," he said slowly. "They're huge, what was

Elena POV I stared at the small black device in Adrian's hand and felt my stomach drop because someone had been in this room and attached that thing to his bed frame. "Someone has been monitoring us," Adrian said. "Listening to everything we've said in this room." "Who would do this?" I asked and my voice came out shaky. "Who would bug your hospital room?" Adrian turned to look at the door where Dr. Shah had just left and his expression was dark. "Him, it has to be him." "Dr. Shah?" I looked at the device again. "You think he planted this?" "He was alone in here for a few minutes when you stepped out to take a call, remember?" Adrian stared at the bug. "And he knew things, details about my recovery that he shouldn't have known." "But he just visited today for the first time," I said. "When could he have planted bugs before now?" "Maybe he didn't plant all of them today, maybe someone else placed them earlier and he came to check on them." Adrian's jaw was tight. "Or he had som

Elena POV Victoria's sister, Vanessa was funding the genetic research organization and I couldn't make sense of it, couldn't understand why Adrian's great-aunt would spend thirty years manipulating his family. "We need to talk to your mother," I said to Adrian. "She might know why her sister is doing this." "My mother is in a care facility, she's been there for years." Adrian looked uncertain. "I don't even know if she'd remember me." "But she might remember Vanessa." I looked at him. "And she might know what happened between them that was bad enough to get Vanessa erased from all the family records." Adrian was quiet for a moment. "You're right, we need to try." "Can you travel?" I asked because he'd only been walking with a cane for two weeks now and I didn't know if he was strong enough for a trip. "I'm getting stronger every day." Adrian stood up from his wheelchair and grabbed his cane. "I can do this." "Are you sure? We could wait another week or two." "We don't have ti