Novel & Cerita My Comatose Husband Woke Up At Our Wedding Night!

Gosh married for for just 48hours and this now. I felt sorry for him even though I don't love him,let's go to the hospital I demand. Soon we arrived at the hospital immediately I was directed to where my husband was lying motionless on the bed. I felt cold and weak tears run down my cheeks madam am sorry your husband is in coma and he has just a little chance of waking up. I felt the impact of how he had touched me the night before and how my body couldn't resist him. Just in a tall figure got in, hello am Andrew Davis brother sorry I came just at the wrong time.i faked a smile even though I am disturbed.

I jump up in shock and cling to a nearby window blind for protection. I thought they said he’s in a coma; why is he suddenly wide awake? In panic, I observed my supposed husband on the bed; although he was wide awake, he still had the cold expression he had while in a coma. Just then, someone knocked on the door, and I rushed to open the door, eager to have another person in the room besides my vegetative husband. “I think the young master is awake; he has opened his eyes.”

To settle my family's debt, I was forced to marry the comatose heir of a mafia family. On our wedding night, as I washed his body, a low, lazy chuckle echoed in my ear. "Enjoying the view?" I glanced up, meeting the gaze of my comatose husband's ghost. "He'll do." While everyone was pitying my fate as a young widow, I was striking a deal with my new husband's ghost. "Sign it. Now."

"I won't stop you after the wedding tomorrow. Please, don't go. My parents don't believe the Don will marry me. If you walk away, they'll sell me to that bastard who tortured his three wives to death! "If you insist on leaving, you'll need to run me over first! In any case, I might as well be dead. If you don't want me, I'll have to marry that bastard." Lorenzo's hands tightened around the steering wheel, the veins on the backs of them bulging. After a long while, he let his hands fall. On the day of the wedding, the motorcade rolled toward the church. The groom's expression, however, was anything but pleased.

I turned my head, found the redhead still standing over me, arms folded and lips curled in outrage. “Unbelievable!” she hissed. “You almost died, and that sorry excuse of a husband doesn’t even show up to see if you’re breathing.” Husband? I tried to sit up, but my body screamed in protest. But she rushed over and helped me upright, her touch gentler than her tone. “Careful,” she muttered. “The crash was bad. You’ve only been awake for a few hours.” “Wait.” My voice cracked. “I’m married?”

"about what happened at the wedding on Saturday night.” I nod. “What day is it?” I frown. “It’s Monday afternoon, sir. You were so distraught that you were admitted and sedated against your will. You were starting to endanger your own life when you wouldn’t stay out of the water in the freezing conditions.” I drop my head as my foggy brain brings forth the horrific memory. “Tell us about the evening.” One of the officers gets out his pen and notepad ready to take notes. I frown. “We were at a wedding.”

Alora’s POV: Last night was my wedding night, but my husband disappeared. I woke up to the first rays of dawn spilling through the curtains of the room that was supposed to mark the beginning of my new life. The bed next to me was cold and untouched, a stark reminder that Alpha Mathias Darkwood, my husband, hadn’t even bothered to show up. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, only to hiss in pain as a sharp sting shot through my foot.

We slept together on a daily basis but little did I know he was the son of a billionaire. I was abandoned at the pulpit on my wedding day because he decided not to show up. It was at my wedding I knew that my husband to be was an heir to a company . . crazy huh?. I looked at the clock that was hung on the wall and that was when I realized that I was already running late for work . “Fuck!” I stood up And made my way to the bathroom immediately

As I entered the room he was sitting on his bed playing video games on his phones, I don't know if it was me or just my thinking but he didn't look like a sick man not that I wanted him to be sick, but he was very active, I wondered if the heart attack was even real, but I saw it with my own two eyes The moment he saw me he placed his phone aside and touched his chest wincing in pain, all of my doubts and suspicious vanished" maybe it was just in my head, I was paranoid for nothing ” I got married I said as I parked my wheelchair next to his bed Really he said and I could tell he didn't believe me, I took the marriage certificate from mom's hand and gave it to him You really got married he s

How could this happen to me? I had been in a coma? My memory had gone? "What?" I muttered. "It is the year 2021. And your husband is waiting for you in the ward outside." He said and the floor literally slipped out of my feet. I was not in the university, I was not a nineteen year old, I was twenty nine, that is my memory of the past ten years had faded away. And as the cherry on the cake, I was married. I had a husband! What the hell just happened?