Chapter 38 {Wild}

Chapter 38 {Wild}

"What kind of licence are we talking about here? If it's a driver's licence, then obviously I have it," Edward said, looking at Alice as if he had seen a ghost.

Alice responded, "I'm not talking about your driver's licence. I'm talking about being my one and only friend, giving you the authority to meddle in my life," rolling his eyes as he spoke.

Now he had two fools to deal with, Alisha and Edward.

"You don't even sound like yourself today," Edward remarked, ignoring Alice's words.

Alice's mind then registered what he had just done. He had spoken just like Alisha, adopting her useless talking style. He glanced at Alisha, who was sleeping peacefully in his lap, looking adorable. His expression softened as he noticed her swollen eyes and tear-stained face.

He didn't understand what had suddenly come over her, first behaving seductively and then becoming frantic with a headache. Something was definitely wrong.

At first, he thought she might be pretending or that her true nature had emerged when she called him "Daddy," but now he didn't know what to think.

Either she was pretending to hide something, or something was seriously wrong with her.

He sighed, realising he couldn't just dismiss everything, and he really didn't care.

One thing Alice knew for sure: if she was playing games, he was all in. And if not, even if she is a terrible headache in his life, he doesn't want her to suffer.

"I'm still here? Why are you watching this girl like a hawk?" Edward questioned, feeling like he was missing something, as if his friend had lost a few brain cells.

This was the same Alice who hated being touched by any woman, and now he was cradling a woman in his arms. Quite a sight to behold.

"You're enjoying this a bit too much, aren't you? How about I send you somewhere you won't come back from," Alice threatened.

Edward made a face. "I'm not your assistant, I'm a doctor, and last time I checked, I'm not getting paid by you."

"Is that so, Edward? Maybe I can buy the hospital you own. How about that?" Alice chuckled, not sure why he was even engaging with his annoying friend who always managed to get on his nerves. Still, it was amusing, because he was the only person who could talk to him like this. Now Alisha was added to the list, and she had already topped it.

"I'm leaving. I don't want your presence in my hospital. I can't die; you're enough to give me a panic attack without even being there. Who knows what you'll do if you get inside," Edward said as he stood up, gathered his belongings, and walked out of Alice's office.

Alice looked at Alisha, so peaceful at that moment, but when she woke up, she looked like a beautiful mess.

He didn't know how to handle his emotions, but seeing her, so fragile, and realising that he had been the cause of her pain since they met, while she was his peace.

Her feet, with stitches that would hopefully dissolve as she recovered, leaving no scars. Yet he could see how he was her pain, while she was his peace.

But he couldn't do anything. He had never loved anyone, and he didn't even know if he loved Alisha. All he knew was that she was a part of him that he didn't know how to reconcile with.

"Wake up, sweetheart," Alice gently patted her cheek, realising it was already lunchtime, and she needed to eat something. She looked so frail, like she was made of nothing but bones. Skipping meals was his all-time hobby, but he wasn't going to let her miss even one.

"Mhmm, let me sleep," Alisha mumbled sleepily, still under the influence of the injection Edward had given her.

"Angel, wake up. It's getting late, and I need to work too," Alice said softly.

Of course, he had so much to do, but for her, he was content to sit here for as long as it took. He had never let his work suffer, but when it came to her, everything else seemed insignificant.

Alisha opened her eyes after a few minutes, feeling dazed and unable to comprehend why she was sleeping in Alice's lap.

She vaguely remembered Alice bringing her to his office, but after that, her memories were a blur.

Alice brushed Alisha's hair from her face and looked at her with concern. "What's wrong, Angel? Why do you look so confused? Are you still tired? If so, you can sleep after you eat," he said gently.

"Why does my neck hurt? What did you do to me? When did I fall asleep?" Alisha bombarded him with questions.

"Huh?" Alice was taken aback by her questions.

"Does she not remember what she did to me before? How she provoked me," Alice thought to himself.

"Why aren't you answering? Did you do something to me again? Why do I feel so sleepy?" Alisha demanded, her distrust evident in her voice.

Her mother, Mary, had always warned her to beware of strangers, and she had made the mistake of entering Alice's house that night. Now, the saying "stranger danger" had proven to be true, and she was embroiled in the whole situation.

Alisha glanced around his opulent, black and gold-painted office, which exudes luxury, much like his lavish house.

"You can think whatever you want. I have work to do, so tell me what you want to eat, and then I can get back to work," Alice dismissed her questions.

It was pointless to explain anything to her. What could he possibly say? That she had acted provocatively and turned him on? Now she was back to being the same Alisha who knew how to let her tongue run wild. Even if he tried to explain, he knew she would twist it and make it even more absurd.

So, it was better to ignore her. If she didn't remember, there was no need to tell her, and if she was faking it, he wouldn't have an issue with that either.

"No, explain it to me first."