THE BILLIONAIRE’S PERFECT MATE

She woke up to the shining light in the room, which almost blinded her. The light was coming from the bulb in the room. She was laid on a bed, which was not as wide enough as that of her room. Her eyes were fixed on the ceiling, which looked quite different from that of her home. She was confused as she didn’t know where she was. Trying to decipher where she was, she steadily rose from her bed and tried looking around the room. It was at that moment, the distinct blend of sterile and medicinal scents filled her nose and she realized she was at the hospital.

“What am I doing here?” Sophia had thought, feeling lost but after taking her time to think about what had happened, she realized why she was there at that moment, lying on the hospital bed. Enraged, she clenched her fist as she remembered how her darling husband had saved another woman in her presence, leaving her to drown in the pool.

“That bitch, I am fucking going to kill her. She dared to toy with me? I won’t let her get away with this!!!!” she yelled, venting her anger on the hospital bed, hitting it so hard while ignoring the pain she was getting from it.

“How dare he choose her over me again despite the fact that he has lost his memories of her? Could it be that he has recover his memory and he is just pretending not to have?” she thought fidgeting, getting up from the bed while pacing up and down. She was biting her fingers, evidence that she was scared and being skeptical about her assumption.

“It can’t be right? What if it is actually true? What the hell am I going to do? No, he can’t get his memory back. If he does, I am finished” Sophia thought, still pacing up and down, trying to figure things out. She was restless and looked panicked. While in the middle of her thought, Edward walked in.

“You are awake?” he asked, not really feeling concerned.

“Yes, I am. But why the hell did you do that?” she yelled, crossing her arms with her disdainful gaze on Edward.

“Do what?” he asked, having his seat and crossing his legs, pretending not to have understood what Sophia meant by her question.

“Stop playing dumb with me!!!!! 1 You fucking know what I am talking about. So, do well to answer me if you do not want to see me going wild” she spilled angrily, with her arms still crossed and her bloodshot eyes fixed on Edward.

“Playing dumb? No, I am not. I do not understand what you are saying. So, do well to explain yourself if you want an answer from me” Edward responded, not feeling bothered with the fact that Sophia was angry and that she could do and undo.

“Wow, it has gotten to this? It has gotten to the level of you pretending not to understand me because of her?” Sophia yelled at Edward’s face but he remained calm and composed, with his legs still on top of each other, resting his back on the chair.

“Because of who exactly because I am not getting you? Seems like you are not ready to talk. When you are ready to, do let me know” he responded calmly, getting up front where he was seated and walking towards the exit, leaving Sophia in disbelief.

“Why did you save her earlier instead of me, your wife? Just why?” Sophia blurted out, which made Edward stop in his steps.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I do not know. I just felt the urge to. Maybe because she was the first person I thought about, I guess. She is my brother’s wife, so I couldn’t have left her to die” he responded to Sophia’s amazement, while slowly turning around, with no emotion on his face.

“What? Because she was the first person that came to your mind? Are you being serious right now? You left me in the pool just to save her. You left me “Your Wife” to save a stranger you barely know? What if I had died?” she uttered, using her hands to emphasize the words “Your Wife”.

“Did you die? No, you didn’t. You are here standing before me, hale and hearty. I later came to save you after saving her, didn’t I?” Edward questioned, not moved by the dreadful glances his wife was giving him.

“Is that what you are going to say? Don’t I deserve an apology? Are you sure you see her as “Your brother’s wife” or something more?” she asked, looking at Edward suspiciously and intently, trying to read his mind but she wasn’t able to.

“Something like what, if I may ask?” Edward asked with confidence, slowly walking to where Sophia was standing, expecting an answer from her but he didn’t get any. Sophia didn’t respond but just held tightly onto her hospital dress, trying to subdue her anger.

“If you do not have any other thing to say, I need to leave now. I have an urgent issue to attend to. See you at home when you get discharged” Edward said, turning around and walking towards the exit. Sophia just stared in shock, with a mix of emotions on her face.

“Why has he changed all of a sudden? Has he truly gotten his memories back?” Sophia thought, with her eyes fixed on Edward’s back, clenching her fist in desperation.

“What do you mean by see me at home when I get discharged?” Sophia asked, wondering what he meant by that statement.

Edward, who had halt in his steps turned around and faced her, with him saying: “You do not expect me to keep frequenting the hospital until you get discharged. This will be the last time I will be coming here because I have other things to attend to. Besides, I have a son to take care of”. Having said that with no emotion whatsoever, he turned around to leave but just then, he halted in his steps again.

“Also, do not refer to her as a stranger. She is a member of our family now. You should even be grateful I saved you” he scoffed, before exiting the room, leaving Sophia standing with her mouth wide agape.

Walking in the hospital hallway, Edward’s phone rang.

“Hello, have you found her?” Edward asked the caller, upon him picking the call.

“Yes, I have. She is in the same hospital with your wife” Ben, who happened to be Edward’s Secretary said.

“What? Is she hurt?” Edward asked, coming to an halt abruptly.

“No, she isn’t but Mrs. Evans is” Ben spilled.

Hillary, alongside Richard and Mr. Evans were in front of a private ward in the hospital. Hillary looked lost and restless. She was still in her drenched dress and although she was catching cold, she cared less about that as all she wanted at that moment was for Natalia to wake up. She would sit for a while and the next minute, would begin pacing up and down, looking all worked up and worried. Natalia was in a private ward with the doctor attending to her. Hillary was growing impatient and couldn’t bear to wait for the doctor to come out anymore. She needed to know what was wrong with the woman she assumed to be her mother. She needed her to be awake so she could confirm her assumption. She remembered the expression on Natalia’s face after she called her mum, before she slumped onto the floor and lost her consciousness. Getting up from where she was seated, she eagerly dashed to the door, wanting to enter the private ward in which Natalia was. She got stopped by Richard who told her to calm down.

“Chill, Hillary. Let’s wait for the doctor to come out. By the way, why are you all worked up and restless because of Natalia? Did anything happen inside that room when you were with her earlier?” Richard asked, looking confused but got no response from Hillary, whose eyes were keen on the door, praying for the doctor to come out anytime soon. It was as if the God heard her prayers as the door flung opened and the doctor strolled out from the room, with the nurses trailing behind him.

“Doctor, how is she? Is everything okay with her? Why did she faint? Can I see her now?’ Hillary, who have drifted away from Richard leaving his question unanswered to meet with the doctor asked with a shaky voice, looking disturbed and restless.

“Who are you? Are you her relative? I can’t disclose my patient’s information to someone who is not her relative” the doctor responded adjusting his glasses, trying to make his way to Mr. Evans to let him know about his wife’s condition.

“What? You can’t tell me about her condition? Are you fucking kidding me right now? Who are you to tell me that? Who are you to tell me I can’t know about my mum’s condition? Who the fucking hell are you?!!!” Hillary yelled in frustration at the doctor who had turned his back on her, which left everyone in shock.

“Your mum? What do you mean by that?” Mr. Evans asked in shock with his eyes widened, looking straight into Hillary’s eyes, wanting to get answer to his question.

Edward, who had come looking for Hillary, after having been told by his secretary that she was at the hospital, stood in shock upon hearing Hillary’s outburst.

“Her mum? What the hell is going on here?” Edward thought to himself, as confusion washed all over him.