Chapter 15

I embraced him as I sobbed, "D-Daren?! Daren! Wake up, who did this to you huh?" My tears rolled down my face.

"Daren, please don't, just say this is a prank! It's our anniversary today!"

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I yelled his name and jolted awake. "DAREN!"

Oh my god, is he alright? "Daren..." Why did my dream appear that way?

I heard Daren call out.," Elyse! Wife!" and turned to my side to see him glaring at me.

He queries, "Are you alright? Did something happen?" Dream?

He responds, "Don't worry, I'm right here next to you." He gave me a forehead kiss and a strong embrace.

What? I don't understand; is this true or not?

No, that was only a dream, Elyse...

He grabbed my hand in surprise and asked, "What do you mean, wife?" but I quickly withdrew it.

We've been apart for a while, Daren, because you cheated on me. You're a cheater. It's all just a dream.

I yelled angrily at Daren, "It's all just a dream! We've been apart for a long time because you cheated on me! You're cheating!"

No! It's all a dream, Elyse, you're insane! Never trust him.

"What are you talking about, wife?"

In his expression, I could see the confusion.

I shook my head and told him, gazing at him sternly, "This is just a dream."

He reached up and stroked my cheeks on both sides.

I also grasped his hand and looked him straight in the eye, saying, "It's not a dream, Elyse."

I was forced to sigh as I continued to look at him. He wiped my tears away, saying, "Shhh, why are you sobbing, stop, did you have a bad dream?"

I quietly giggled, "Yeah, I dreamed about you cheating on me." As long as what's happening right now is what matters to me, I'm not sure what I'm going to believe.

"I will never cheat on you, I can't do that to you." He asserts. I only grinned sourly at him.

It added that my head was clouded and that I wasn't a cheater like you.

"What??"

He said. "I'm not like you."

I'm bewildered and I ask him. "What do you mean?"

"I'm saying I'm not a cheater like you." He said.

At what it was now telling me, I scowled. Why is he saying? "A cheater like me? Excuse me?" He further muddles my thinking!

He reminded me that you had cheated on me as his two hands lowered to my neck. "You immediately forgot?"

I could feel the firmness of its hold on my neck when it spoke "D-Daren," When he put it on me and choked me, I was already lying down on the bed. "W-What are you doing?" I struggled to say.

My tears were already streaming down my face and I struggled to get his hand off my neck. "You're really good at pretending Elyse. Stop acting like you don't remember anything!" He said.

"Hey, wake up!" Something shook both of my shoulders, and I immediately opened my eyes.

After taking a breath, I swallowed. I eventually directed my attention to Sir Xander, who was now in front of me and wearing a serious expression.

I was aware that it was only a dream. Oh, how annoying. I had a dream, you remember the mess? However, my neck hurts since it seemed like I was being suffocated.

I simply gripped my neck and took a second, thoughtful look at Sir Xander. He didn't choke me as I slept, did he?

"Don't look at me like that; you're the one who's choking yourself. Do you want to die?" Ah, okay, it's not his fault

"Why? Did I say anything? Nothing, right?" He just ignored me and exited the room as I asked.

Why is he here? Has he entered my room? He's my boss, how can he just walk in here like that?

I stood up and went after him. I questioned Sir Xander. "What time did you wake up?" But he remained silent.

He is now running toward the kitchen as I chase after him. "Okay, here we go again. What? Back to the past? Can it be just like last night that you talk at least a little huh?"

I'm starting to lose patience with him because, after all, we got along just fine last night, didn't we? "Hey, I'm talking to you, do you know that if you have a mouth you should speak or you answer when someone asks!" What purpose does that serve other than to impress people? I believe that he is plasticizing me!

I stopped talking and just made what we could eat and cleaned the kitchen. Before I ate, I call Mindy to asked how my daughter was doing and if Mindy was alright as well.

I was merely sitting by the window in the bedroom when we finished eating. Now that he is just partially naked, Sir Xander is working out outside the home, and I can easily see his abs even from this distance.

I questioned myself, "Why didn't I think of stroking his abs?" Should I be called a pervert for what I'm doing right now? There's nothing wrong with that because I'm only viewing.

Can I also work out? When did I last go for a workout? I don't remember. I was previously so busy that I didn't have time for such things. Perhaps I should rest; the deadline is coming up, so I should work out daily and eat healthily.

I stepped outside and went over to Sir Xander. "Could I join?"

When he moved away from me, I merely frowned and yelled angrily, "Don't be so rude!"

"Where are you going, sir?" I was just following him as he made his way to the back of the house when he abruptly halted, and I did the same.

The apple trees at the back of his house really astounded me. As I walked up to the tree, I gasped in amazement, "Did you plant it, Sir?"

I know he won't respond, so I'll just talk and answer my questions. "Can I get one? Really, ah, I'll get one."

I attempted to grab for an apple that was fairly nearby. Climbing is exhausting, and I can't do it because my back hurts from earlier cleaning.

It's good to see that red apple.

Damn, what is that, why don't you get it. I'm really hungry, yet he still refuses to accept it!

I jumped to get it while I continued to try to reach it, but nothing happened. I still can't reach that apple because of my height.

My back was touched by a body, and I saw his hand reach out and take the apple. We were so close as I spun around that I momentarily lost air.

I was ingested. My heart is racing more quickly right now, and I can practically feel it about to blow out.

I was about to take the apple out of his hand, but I paused when he muttered, "T-Thank you--"

It scowls at me and states. "This is for me, not yours."

"What are you talking about, huh? I was the first to notice that!"

"So?"

"So? I immediately extended one hand" in front of him and said. "That's mine.

He was so easy to talk to that I didn't think he would still want to argue with me when he said, "Fine."

That rascal had bitten the apple before giving it to me, and I was utterly astounded when he did!

He just left me gaping here. "Really weird, tsk!" What makes him think that even after he bites it, I still can't eat? Hello, despite the fact that food was on the floor, I still ate it as it was only a few minutes away.

I ate the apple I was holding as I started to walk back. It tastes good, I guess. Does he plant it himself? Does this area have a mango tree?

I asked him. "Sir, is there a mango tree here?" But he didn't even look at me. Now as he was forcing himself up, his expression was solemn.

I asked as I sat down behind him, "Do you want me to help you, sir? It's just like that or to make your body grow bigger." He was still able to elevate me despite my best efforts to weigh myself down even more. I want to torment him, what is that!

After a little pause, my phone abruptly rang, and I answered, Mrs. Ferrer.

"Hello?"

[How are you doing? What are you now?] She ask.

I answered. "I'm sitting on him Mrs. Ferrer."

[What did you say?? You're sitting on my son?] Her voice sounds shock.

I explain, "I'm sitting on his back."

[Did you and my son is currently doing something miracle right now??] I scowled at her query.

What a wonder! Was Mrs. Ferrer saying something? I'm merely seated behind his son; what miracle is he working now?

He appeared to have misconstrued what I said, which left me shaken. He quickly got up, and I whimpered, "He's pushing up now, and I'm sitting behind him, I'm helping--ouch!"

[Oh, I see! That got me a wrong I dea, accept my apologize for thinking that kind of-- Are you okay?] I almost lost track of who I was speaking to on the phone. Damn, why did he get up and leave silent? I fell, and it hurts.

While I waited for her to return, I said. "I'm fine Mrs. Ferrer, and your son is good as well."

[Really? You were the only person to remain there for more than a day, which is strange. It's easy to cook and clean here.

I spoke with Mrs. Ferrer for a while. After our conversation, I walked right inside the house to see if the new mess on the floor was deliberate. The plates that I had just finished washing were just dispersed among the trash can and the clutter that was already on the ground.

I just bowed my hand and replied stiffly. "That idiot, he did it!" That guy is filling my mind to the brim, and I want to grab his arse!

I cleaned once again, and as I was taking out the trash one by one, my eyebrows sprang up when I spotted the bloody tissues in the trash. I thought to me, "Is it really blood?

Red indicates that it is not ketchup or paint. I am aware of their distinctions. Hmm, perhaps he hurt himself while cutting? However, why is it so high?

I think I smell something fishy. Maybe he's hiding something, the fool. I'll ask him, and perhaps I'll get a response.

In order to get to Sir Xander's room faster, I hurried the cleaning along. However, just as I was about to finish, Mindy abruptly called.

[Good day, Elyse?]

I'm eager to ask the latter. "Ohh, Mindy why? Is there a problem? How is my daughter?"

[She missed you, and that's why I called. Oh, she appears to want to talk here.]

I couldn't help but smile when I unexpectedly heard my daughter's voice a little while later. [Mommy!]

"Sweetie, how are you doing?"

[Aunt Mindy takes fantastic care of me, so I'm fine. She is capable of being a mother!] Mindy's laughter at what my daughter said made me chuckle, and I heard Mindy laugh as well.

I inquire, "Daughter, when will you be able to leave there in the hospital?"

[It sounds like next week, mother. Oh, and mommy! A senior citizen who came yesterday was kind to me and the child she was with, who was about my age.] Her voice was full of levity, and I believe she was grinning at the moment.

I merely grinned. Thank goodness Mrs. Ferrer was present. Also, thank you to the boy who was with him; it appears that my daughter liked talking to him.

[Yes, Casper and I talk about enjoyable things.]

I was surprised and questioned her, "Who is Casper?"

The one Mrs. Ferrer was with the person I spoke to at the hospital]

I was still speaking to my daughter as I headed upstairs when I heard noises coming from within Sir Xander's room. Although it appears that someone is speaking inside, I choose to ignore it because Elizabeth and I were conversing. I entered my room and immediately went to sleep.

I'm not sure who he's talking to, but hmm. Or is he just binge-watching a show? Maybe I'm just nuts, though.

When we were done talking, I left the room and was about to knock when I overheard someone speaking. I tried to listen, and to my surprise, the door opened without warning. He's now in front of me and giving me a serious look.

I speak first and change the topic right away if he starts talking or if he asks why I'm listening so that we don't become irritated.

Sir Xander scowled at me when I inquired. "What are the tissues in the dumpster, and why is there blood?"