Contract And Marriage

Maximus

“Has there any update on the result I asked you for?” I asked Aries. It’s been a week since he suggested checking the date of Jason’s return to the country, which was more than three years ago. I understand he needed to pull some strings to get it, but I think it’s getting longer.

“It’s difficult to obtain, Sir, because he’s the son of a politician. But according to the investigator, he returned with friends, just like when he left,” he replied, making me shake my head in frustration.

“So, it’s unlikely he was responsible for everything that happened to Sarina?” I asked, started to lose hope.

“It’s possible, Sir. But I’m still continuing the investigation. We also can’t ignore the fact that he was present when you were there. Also, Sir Mariano is looking into what Mr. Satudez was doing during that period.” I nodded at what he said. My suspicion towards Jason is fading, but my assistant does have a point.

“Alright, just continue gathering information. And whatever my brother needs for this case, just give it to him or provide him with any support he requires.” I just hope they can get a lead.

“Copy, Sir.”

“Thank you, you may go.” Aries left my office. I leaned back in my chair, deep in thought. Could Jason really have done that to my wife? But according to my in-laws, he loved Sarina so much. They witness how much he cared for her when they were together.

I remembered the first time I saw him, back when I was still pretending to be blind and crippled. Sarina had left me at the hospital to stay with Grandma and Midori. When they left, I snuck out to find her and saw how she froze upon seeing him the moment she stepped out of the elevator. She didn’t notice me, so I followed them and overheard their conversation.

That’s when I learned she loved that Jason. Sarina mentioned our contract, which hurt me deeply, especially when they hugged. I was so jealous back then, but I had to control myself. They called each other “love,” so I told her not to call me that the first time I claimed her. I was annoyed because “love” was exactly what I wanted us to call each other back then. But now, I’m much happier with the words “my wife”-it sounds more possessive.

Now, is it possible that Jason took her from the airport? How did Sarina’s clothes end up at Roskov’s mansion? I felt a headache from all the thinking, so I massaged my temples.

I thought that when I found Sarina, everything would be okay. But then, there was Ralph, who attempted to take her again. Now that the animal is finally behind bars, a new and more difficult mystery has emerged-the person truly responsible for my wife’s disappearance.

The one I pity the most is Sarina, my beloved wife. She has suffered so much, and it would be better if she never remembered those painful memories. But here they are, hunting her in her nightmares. I just hope she can overcome them. I’m willing to do everything to ensure my wife finds peace.

I took a deep breath and returned to my work. I needed to finish everything today so I wouldn’t fall behind. As planned, I left early to spend time with my family. I also had to accompany Sarina to her sessions.

The day ended, and I headed home. I was excited to see my wife and son, but when I arrived on the porch, I was surprised-my wife and child weren’t there to greet me. Did something happen?

I quickly entered the house and immediately looked into the living room, where I knew my wife and son always stayed. I smiled when I saw Chase playing with Jerome. I approached them, and the two kids greeted me, which I returned before picking up my son and kissing him.

“Where’s Mommy?” I asked. Chase suddenly looked sad and said,

“Mom sick.” I frowned just as Rocel arrived. Before I could ask, she spoke first.

“Ma’am Sarina is in your room. She said she wasn’t feeling well and wanted to rest.” I got worried. I think everything she has been through is getting a toll on her, and everything that happens now weighs on her body.

“How is she feeling unwell? Did something happen while I was gone?”Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

“Nothing much. She just said she felt dizzy and wanted to lie down. She had a lot to eat during lunch and had a good appetite.” I sighed in relief; maybe I was only overthinking.

“Thank you. Please take care of Chase while I check on my wife.”

“Of course, Sir,” she replied with a smile. That’s when I remembered to ask about our nanny. I asked Rocel where she was. “She’s in your room, bringing the hot water Ma’am Sarina asked for.”

“Okay, thanks.” After saying that, I quickly headed upstairs to our bedroom. On the way, I met Chase’s nanny, Rowena.

“Good thing you’re here, Sir. I’ve been telling Ma’am that we should take her to the hospital because her stomach pain isn’t going away.”

“All right, Rowena. Thank you for your concern.”

“You’re welcome, Sir.” I continued walking to our room.

“My husband,” Sarina greeted me when she saw me. She sat on the bed, placing a glass on the side table. I quickly walked over to do it for her. She smiled at me and said, “Thank you.”

I gently kissed her on the lips before helping her lie down again. “Is your stomach hurting badly?”

“It comes and goes. I think I might have a UTI.”

“How do you know that? I think we should see a doctor.”

“They’ve told me that earlier, but of course, I wanted to wait for you to come with me.” I smiled at what she said.

“You love me that much?” I teased.

“I don’t have any money to pay the hospital bills, so I need you to cover the expenses.” I frowned at her joke, but she just laughed. “Just kidding, my husband. Although that might be one reason, the main reason is I don’t want to go without you.”

“Are you feeling better now? You’re joking around. Rocel and Rowena told me you were feeling sick, and your stomach hurts.”

“That was earlier, but now that you’re here, it feels like the pain is gone. You must be the medicine of my life.”

“Is that true, or are you joking again?”

“Of course, it’s true.”

“I love you so much, my wife.”

“And I love you more, Maximus Lardizabal.” I love how she said that and expressed her love for me, and I admit I’m getting used to it. I feel so happy whenever she says those words, especially since it doesn’t happen often, so I know she really means it. I’m not saying it’s not true when I say ‘I love you’ to her because I say it frequently. It’s just that I feel it more when she says it to me.

“Have you taken a bath yet?” I asked, and she nodded. “So we can head to the hospital to get you checked. I don’t want you feeling any pain, my wife. I can’t help but worry.”

“I’ll just change clothes.” She got up from the bed, and I helped her. Then we left for the hospital. I hope her condition isn’t serious, although I noticed she winced occasionally in pain as we made our way to the hospital.