Contract Marriage st Chapter 64. Explain it to me

Chapter 64: 64. Explain it to .

My eyes open and I find myself laying on a bed. A hospital bed, in a hospital gown.

Why am I in a hospital? How did I get here in the first place? I look around , I’m the only one here. What’s going on? I’m getting this sense of de javu.

But there’s no Duke sitting on a chair staring at

like that one ti.

The door to the room slides open and I stare at it in expectation, thinking it’s Duke, but instead Alan walks in.

"You’re awake!" He says, "Thank God, finally." He says as he rushes to my side, showing more emotions than usual.

"H_how are you feeling?" He makes his way towards , standing by my bed side.

"Should I go get the doctor?" He’s asking .

"Alan, what am I doing in the hospital? Why am I here?" I ask.

"Don’t you rember?" He asks and I just blankly stare at him, "Y_you passed out. Y_you found out about your hysterectomy and you passed out."

And now, it’s all coming back to . Quicker than I would have wanted it to.

"You’ve been out for three days straight." He’s saying, but all that is going through my head now is Rowan.

How could he!

It’s all coming to

now.

I never had cancer!

They say I never had cancer!

How could he do that to ?

Why?!!

N_no, I can’t sit here like this. I have to go to him. I need to et him personally. I need to see him and ask him, why?!! What could I have possibly done to make him hate

so much?

I need to see him.

"I_ I need to et Rowan." I stutter the words as I push the sheets from my body and climb down the bed.

"What?!" Alane holds onto both my arms, "Have you been listening to what I’ve been saying? Champagne, you’ve been out cold for three days. You’re not fit to go anywhere. And I don’t think you’re ntally prepared to et with him right now."

I don’t care. I really don’t. I just want to see Rowan, right now. He has to explain things to

himself.

"L_let

go Alan, I beg you, let go of ." I plead, trying to get out of his hold.

"Calm down Champagne, just calm down. I can’t let—"

"ALAN!!!" I scream and I feel him flinch. "He took away sothing precious from ." my eyes are starting to burn, "HE MADE

BARREN!!!" I scream and shake with frustration and vehence that the hot tears in my eyes fall.

"I need to ask him. I need to see him face to face, Alan, I need him to tell —" I beat my hand in my chest repeatedly, "I NEED HIM TO TELL

WHAT I DID WRONG!!!" I scream again.

I wipe the tears off my face, "So let

go." I try to act calm. "Let

go Alan." I say while staring him deep in the eyes.

Slowly, his hands on my arms fall to my side.

"Duke told

to keep an eye on you—"

"Alan don’t stop , plea—"

"So I will drive you there. I’ll drive you to see Rowan." He says and takes off his coat and wraps it around my body.

"Wear your shoes at least." He says as he walks over to the closet and brings out my shoes.

I try to hold back my tears but as I bend to wear them, they begin to form and fall and I can’t see my shoes properly, more or less tie my shoe lace.

I break down and begin to sob, "Why?" I cry while wiping my tears. Alan crouches next to

and takes the shoes out of my hands. "Was it because I was so gullible? Why?" I repeat the question with my hands on my face as he slips the shoes on my leg and ties the lace.

"Let’s go. You’ll ask him yourself." He says and I nod.

...

At first I told Alan to head to the hospital, but he told

that Rowan Fletcher was not in the hospital. I wondered why he was certain about that fact. He told

Rowan Fletcher would be in his house— My old ho.

And that’s why right now we’re standing in front of a door I rember so well, waiting for the person inside to open the door.

"Rowan..." I try to calm my breath, try to calm my voice.

"Rowan, I just want to talk. Pl_" I choke on a sob, "Please open the door." I say.

"Are you alone?" He asks. Alan already told

he probably wouldn’t open up if he knew Alan was here with

so he’s standing about two feet away from , so I will be the only thing Rowan sees through the peephole.

"Y_yes." I say and silence falls again.

I’m pressing my fingers together, waiting for him to open the door. I just need to talk, I really, only just want to talk and—

Click!

I hear the sound of the door being unlocked and it opens standing in front of

is a bruised and battered Rowan. Nothing like what I rember.

"What did you co here for?! Huh!! You sent your thug husband to

and now you ca in person to see

in my worst, right?!!"

What in heaven is Hee talking about?

"Let’s take this inside, shall we?" Alan cos up from behind

and I have never seen such fear in the eyes of Rowan before. His pupils dilates and his entire body begins to tremble as he instantly tries to close the door, but it’s already too late

Alan holds open the door and Rowan staggers inside, I enter into the house with Alan following after

and shutting the door close behind him.

I don’t even want to know what happened to his face or why he looks like his head was bashed against a wall multiple tis, I just need to hear him tell

there must have been so mistake in the tests Duke’s people ran.

"R_Rowan, I recently had a test," His eyes are not on . They are on Alan. He’s still trembling on the floor looking up at Alan with so much fear. "And you know what’s funny?" I ask, but he’s not listening.

He’s not even staring at .

"I beg you Rowan, LOOK AT !!! LOOK AT MY FUCKING FACE WHEN I TALKING TO YOU!!" I snap and his neck, head and eyes instantly lower to et my gaze.

"I’M," I pause and take in a deep breath before speaking again, "I’m trying to be reasonable and calm here." I beat my chest with my palm again, "I’m trying to have an actual conversation with you here, so please... PLEASE!! look at

when I’m talking to you, huh?" I ask and he nods.

"Thank you." I force a smile to my lips.

"Now, I was saying, it was funny because I didn’t actually want to take the test in the first place. But you see, Duke can be very persistent, you know, so I uh, I_ I_ I took the tests, hahaha," I chuckle.

"I had the test— tests done and to be honest it was exhausting, hahaha," I’m chuckling and ranting and it’s all in a bid to stop

from crying.

"And I really didn’t put my mind into it so I never really rembered to ask for the results." I look up to the ceiling and again I laugh and blink back tears,

"However, however the uhm_ uh_" I snap my fingers repeatedly, trying to figure out the words because I suddenly can’t rember them.

"R_result?" He asks and I look down at him once again and I laugh.

"Yeah, yeah thank you. Now you’re listening. Thank you, the results, yes. So the results sohow fell into my hands and uh, it’s kind of showing sothing that shouldn’t really be there. I an, I didn’t even know what a hysterectomy procedure was until I saw those results, hahaha... Funny, right?" I’m laughing again.

"Duke had to explain to

what an hysterectomy was for

to understand it, Rowan. And_ and _and when I did, when I did understand what it ant, I was like uh... ThThere is no way I would have done that." I shrug and laugh.

"I an, why would I do that? Hahaha. You know I always wanted my own baby right? You know that, right?" He nods.

"See, you do. So why would I go through a process that hinders

from having a baby? Th_ That is what I don’t understand."

I crouch down before him and he leans back, but then I move closer to him again, this ti going down on my knees with the rage inside

reaching a boiling point. A point where the lid is about to fly off.

"So explain to , Rowan... Why the fuck!! WHY THE FUCK DOES IT SAY I HAD AND HYSTERECTOMY!!!"

Dear God, take away my self control, so I can kill this man with my own hands.