135 Regret
Mrs. Camila and Bianca could only be silent when they saw the doctor called Christian co and examine Elena who was having a fever. Christian himself who feels responsible for what happened to Elena also doesn’t want to be far from Elena, he still chooses to sit near Elena when doctor Jonathan carries out his duties.
“Are you sure Elena doesn’t need an IV, doc?” Christian again asks Doctor Jonathan the sa question who is packing his stethoscope into his bag.
“No need, young master, after the dicine I gave works the fever will go down,” answered doctor Jonathan wisely.
“But her body is very hot, doc, wouldn’t it be better to just get an IV?”
Doctor Jonathan pursed his lips. “Miss Elena is just tired and lacks sleep after taking care of her father all night in the hospital after returning from a business trip with you. All Miss Elena needs right now is rest after I gave her dicine a while ago.”
“But the heat...”
“The fever hasn’t gone down because the dicine hasn’t fully worked, sir,” Doctor Jonathan said again.
Christian, who has no dical ability, finally relents and follows doctor Jonathan’s advice not to give Elena an IV, which is not that bad.
Because his job was done, doctor Jonathan said goodbye to Christian and Mrs. Camila who had been standing at the door with Bianca, Doctor Jonathan was ushered down by Bianca to replace Mrs. Camila the host.
.....
Even though Mrs. Camila is Elena’s mother, she doesn’t dare to disturb Christian who is still sitting staring at Elena without blinking at Elena’s bed. Mrs. Camila knew enough not to disturb the atmosphere in her only daughter’s room, even though Elena didn’t say anything before but Mrs. Camila was sure that Elena and Christian’s relationship was currently strained considering how sorry and panicked Christian was when he found out Elena was sick.
“Madam...”
“Shhhh...”
“But it’s important, madam,” Bianca said again in a panic, sweat dripping from her forehead.
After dropping Doctor Jonathan ho, Bianca was surprised by the appearance of many young n dressed in all black at the door. Bianca panicked then rushed into the house to tell the problem to the hostess.
“They’re my people,” Christian says quietly without taking his eyes off Elena. “They ca on my orders.”
“Your n, sir?” Bianca went back to confirm that she had heard correctly.
Christian lifts his face and looks at Bianca with a piercing gaze. “Yeah, ask them to hurry up. I want to make a few changes to this room.”
“Hah?”
“Why, what’s the problem?”
Bianca shook her head quickly. “No sir, nothing.”
“Then what are you waiting for?”
With a frightened face Bianca rushes downstairs to give Christian’s n access, ignoring Mrs. Camila who doesn’t do anything. Mrs Camila looks so calm and still silent even though she has heard what Christian said.
Not long after, five n dressed in black appeared from the stairs. The five of them were seen carrying large brown paper bags.
“Young master.”
Christian turns towards the door, looking at his n who are ready to work.
“Wait, I’ll lift Elena first.”
Mrs. Camila and Bianca looked confused, both of them only understood what Christian ant when they saw Christian begin to carefully lift Elena’s body off the bed.
“Go.”
The five n dressed in all black imdiately went to work quickly, the five of them working according to their respective duties according to the instructions Christian gave earlier via ssage. Christmas, who felt Elena’s bed was too bad, then asked his n to replace the sheets and blankets in the room with new ones, knowing if a woman would like pink, Christian asked his n to bring all the substitutes in the room with pink.
After almost ten minutes the previously ordinary looking room now looks amazing with a refreshing pink interior, the most visible thing is Elena’s bed which looks so different after being fitted with pink sheets and blankets that are so soft, fragrant and warm. With the bed ready, Christian lowers Elena carefully onto the bed again. Elena, who was under the drug, really didn’t feel anything.
“You can go,” Christian says quietly.
“Yes.”
The five n who had just tidied up Elena’s room then hurriedly left the Wilson family’s house without daring to argue.
“I’ll stay here, looking after Elena. You don’t mind, do you, madam?” Christian asks softly to Mrs. Camila who still looks amazed by the drastic change in Elena’s room.
“I should be the one asking you that question sir...”
“Christian, call by that na. Elena is my future wife, it feels really weird if you keep calling that, madam.”
Mrs Camila smiled at Christian’s words. “Okay, I’ll call you by that nickna.”
Christian nods slowly. “Elena didn’t say anything about what happened to Mr. Wilson that night, she just forced to co ho imdiately. If I had known if Mr. Wilson was sick I certainly wouldn’t have forced Elena to go to work the next day, until sothing like this doesn’t have to happen,” Christian says hoarsely. “I am the one who deserves to be blad for what happened to Elena at this ti.
“What happened to Elena was not anyone’s fault, this happened because of God’s plan. Elena wouldn’t be sick like this if Jody wasn’t sick that day, so stop blaming yourself, son,” said Mrs. Camila gently.
“But still it’s my fault, as a future husband I really don’t understand Elena very well.”
Mrs Camila thinning her lips, her hand slowly pats Christian’s shoulder gently. “Elena is lucky to have you,”
Christian shakes his head. “I am the lucky one to have Elena, madam.”
“Only Elena is the only woman who is still pure when I touch her, she really made beco the man who is so happy in this world for what Elena gave that night.” Christian speaks in his heart, continuing his words with a chest that feels tight with regret. If only yesterday he could have restrained himself, maybe now Elena will be fine. Elena is sick from being too tired and he is the one who is responsible for what is happening to Elena right now
Mrs. Camila is smiling broadly, she is so happy to hear Christian’s words. Seeing how Christian treats Elena makes the old woman look calm. Elena is no longer alone now, she already has soone who can take care of her.
“Get so rest, don’t let yourself get sick from taking care of Elena,” said Mrs. Camila gently.
Christian doesn’t respond to Mrs. Camila’s words, his attention has returned to Elena who just whimpered.
Not wanting to wake Elena up, Mrs. Camila then asked Bianca to leave Elena’s room.
“Honey,” Christian calls softly. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry for being so stupid. I’m sorry, Elena.”
Christian’s fingers touch Elena’s cheek, which has started to turn red, gently, doctor Jonathan’s dicine has worked. Elena’s body heat started to drop.
Christian’s attention to Elena was imdiately disturbed when he accidentally saw Elena’s cell phone lying on the nightstand, Christian’s face imdiately looked panicked as his brain replayed the incident where he sent dozens of ssages and voice ssages to Elena which contained such cruel swearing. Without thinking Christian imdiately grabbed Elena’s cellphone and rushed to activate it, but Christian’s intention to be able to delete dozens of inappropriate ssages had to be delayed a little longer because Elena’s cellphone was running out of power. Christian’s feelings of regret are also increasing, it turns out that apart from being sick, apparently the reason Elena ignores him is because her cellphone has no power.
Not wanting Elena to find the ssages, Christian imdiately charges Elena’s cell phone. He had to quickly get rid of the ssages before Elena saw them.
After Elena’s cell phone power had increased by 10%, Christian then activated the black cellphone. Luckily Elena didn’t set a password on her phone, so Christian didn’t have any trouble at all. Christian easily deletes unreadable ssages in a short ti, when he is sure that he has succeeded in solving the problem, suddenly Christian’s attention is imdiately drawn to a na that often appears in incoming calls.
“Jason... the firefighter hasn’t given up yet, apparently,” Christian says emotionally when he sees the number of incoming calls on Elena’s cell phone under Jason’s na. “Elena is mine and no one else is allowed to harass her... looks like you really need to be taught a lesson, Jason.”.
***
Geneva, Switzerland.
The peace of Suri who was enjoying the morning air around her house was disturbed by a red Bugatti Veyron that suddenly stopped in front of her. Because the owner of the car uses a glass coating, Suri can’t see who is driving one of her favorite cars.
Annoyed that the car owner did not move the car in front of him, Suri decided to relent.
“It’s still too early to argue, Suri. You’d better stay away and ignore that madman.” Suri spoke to herself before finally turning around to avoid the car that was blocking her.
“Did I really not get a single chance to apologize to you, Mira?”
Suri was ready to take a step when she froze when she heard a familiar voice in her ear, her heart beat very fast when she realized the owner of the voice was approaching her.
“Stop!” Suri shouted loudly, her body imdiately turned to look at the figure of a handso man with silver hair who was smiling warmly at her.
“Don’t ever bother again if you still want to live, Areez.” Suri’s chest rose and fell as she spoke, it was clear how hard Suri was trying to stay calm when facing Areez at this ti.
Areez clenched his fists. “I didn’t co to bother you, Mira. I ca because I wanted to apologize, I wanted to nd our relationship. I want to start over with you, Mira.”
Suri, who was trying hard not to faint, then stepped forward, taking a step closer to Areez. “First my na is Suri, Suri Mireya Clarke. The na I’ve ntioned many tis when talking to you. Second, there’s no us between you and . You’re a stranger who has nothing to do with . And third, better you kept your distance from before my father and my brother found out that you were a crazy monster who had held captive for years. Trust Areez, my father and my brother can be much crueler than Lucifer. So before you regret it, you better keep a safe distance from , because I don’t want to deal with you anymore either.”
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