Eight Years His Girlfriend, Thirty Days His Downfall - Chapter 45: Chapter 45
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The words I said back at the store only meant to keep her away, not to hurt her. Day by day, I was getting attached to her cheerful personality and it scared me, knowing that my presence could hurt her.
I was angry at myself for hurting her. Just glancing at her conjured up so many emotions inside me. As I was staring at her, she caught my eye.
Her beautiful eyes made me hate myself more as I turned back and left the hall.
It had been two weeks since I last saw her.
Are you okay? The words she asked me kept replaying in my head every time I thought of her.
I hadn't known that those words I had yearned for for so long could change my entire life. Nobody had asked me that. Not even my dad after all I had gone through.
My sister was too young to care about me. And I didn't want to be a burden to her. So I was all by myself even after the incident that wrecked my life.
But I thought I was used to loneliness until Rowan came into my life.
It was late at night and I was still at the office, not willing to go back to my empty house. My phone vibrated with a message. I looked at it to see a message from an unknown number.
"Your wife is very pretty."
I panicked and called my security team instantly, which I had stationed near her building to keep an eye on her. Her safety was all that mattered.
"Sir there's a power cut in the building. It's very unusual in this neighborhood. Something is wrong"
"Where are you?"
"We are in the underground parking lot. Will you be coming sir?"
"Yes, wait there"
I took my coat and dashed to my car. As I neared the building, I saw my men running towards me. I tried calling Rowan a few times but her phone was off.
"Sir, should we go to her penthouse?"
She wouldn't like me showing up out of nowhere. So I decided to call her again to make sure she was alright.
This time she picked up.
"Hello Rowan. I wan-"
I heard an ear piercing scream on the other end. Rowan's scream. My hand started shaking in sheer panic and I dropped the phone.
"Stop struggling you bitch" I heard a man yell from the other end. Anger started boiling inside me as I heard her cry.
"GET THE POLICE NOW!" I yelled at my men as I sprinted inside.
Some of the generators were already fixed. Thankfully the elevator had started working. But the top floors still didn't have power and I cursed myself for being late.
The police station was nearby. My men who were following me shouted that the police was on their way.
I soon got to her penthouse and tried to open the door but it was locked. As I was struggling with the door handle the police came behind me panting heavily.
One of the police officers took the fire extinguisher fixed to the wall beside the door and broke the door handle. I quickly pushed myself inside, only to meet a horrifying scene.
A man was holding Rowan by her throat, trying to slap her. My blood boiled furiously. I wanted to kill this man, but before I could do anything, the man shot at the police.
They fired back but missed since he was quick. He ran out of the door, my men and the police hot on his heels.
I looked at a bloodied Rowan lying on the floor. It was all my fault. I had done this. Guilt was eating me up as I looked at her.
I scooped her up in my arms and mumbled an apology. She felt so limp and fragile in my arms, blood streaming down her face and matting her hair.
She brought her hand up to my cheek . "You came"
Of course I would come for her. I mumbled another incoherent apology and took her outside, snuggling her closer.
I was never letting her go again. She was mine to protect. I was wrong all along. Pushing her away won't keep her safe.
From now on I would do my best to protect her, not by distancing myself from her but by standing by her side through thick and thin.
"She's awake" The voice was distant and fuzzy as I woke up. My vision blurred momentarily, the blinding white fluorescent lights burning my eyes.
Slowly opening my eyes, I woke up to Marcus holding my hand while resting his head on the bed. I scanned the room and frowned in confusion.
I was on a hospital bed and a nurse was squealing in delight as I opened my eyes. I tried to get up but leaned back again as I felt a throbbing pain in my head.
I glanced over to Marcus as he stirred slightly but he didn't wake up.
"What happened?" I asked, rubbing my eyes to clear my vision.
" You were hit on the head. You have been in a coma for the past two days and Mr. Anderson has been furious with the hospital. We are thankful that you finally woke up. I thought that I was going to lose my job" she touched her chest and exhaled dramatically.
I was angry at myself for hurting her. Just glancing at her conjured up so many emotions inside me. As I was staring at her, she caught my eye.
Her beautiful eyes made me hate myself more as I turned back and left the hall.
It had been two weeks since I last saw her.
Are you okay? The words she asked me kept replaying in my head every time I thought of her.
I hadn't known that those words I had yearned for for so long could change my entire life. Nobody had asked me that. Not even my dad after all I had gone through.
My sister was too young to care about me. And I didn't want to be a burden to her. So I was all by myself even after the incident that wrecked my life.
But I thought I was used to loneliness until Rowan came into my life.
It was late at night and I was still at the office, not willing to go back to my empty house. My phone vibrated with a message. I looked at it to see a message from an unknown number.
"Your wife is very pretty."
I panicked and called my security team instantly, which I had stationed near her building to keep an eye on her. Her safety was all that mattered.
"Sir there's a power cut in the building. It's very unusual in this neighborhood. Something is wrong"
"Where are you?"
"We are in the underground parking lot. Will you be coming sir?"
"Yes, wait there"
I took my coat and dashed to my car. As I neared the building, I saw my men running towards me. I tried calling Rowan a few times but her phone was off.
"Sir, should we go to her penthouse?"
She wouldn't like me showing up out of nowhere. So I decided to call her again to make sure she was alright.
This time she picked up.
"Hello Rowan. I wan-"
I heard an ear piercing scream on the other end. Rowan's scream. My hand started shaking in sheer panic and I dropped the phone.
"Stop struggling you bitch" I heard a man yell from the other end. Anger started boiling inside me as I heard her cry.
"GET THE POLICE NOW!" I yelled at my men as I sprinted inside.
Some of the generators were already fixed. Thankfully the elevator had started working. But the top floors still didn't have power and I cursed myself for being late.
The police station was nearby. My men who were following me shouted that the police was on their way.
I soon got to her penthouse and tried to open the door but it was locked. As I was struggling with the door handle the police came behind me panting heavily.
One of the police officers took the fire extinguisher fixed to the wall beside the door and broke the door handle. I quickly pushed myself inside, only to meet a horrifying scene.
A man was holding Rowan by her throat, trying to slap her. My blood boiled furiously. I wanted to kill this man, but before I could do anything, the man shot at the police.
They fired back but missed since he was quick. He ran out of the door, my men and the police hot on his heels.
I looked at a bloodied Rowan lying on the floor. It was all my fault. I had done this. Guilt was eating me up as I looked at her.
I scooped her up in my arms and mumbled an apology. She felt so limp and fragile in my arms, blood streaming down her face and matting her hair.
She brought her hand up to my cheek . "You came"
Of course I would come for her. I mumbled another incoherent apology and took her outside, snuggling her closer.
I was never letting her go again. She was mine to protect. I was wrong all along. Pushing her away won't keep her safe.
From now on I would do my best to protect her, not by distancing myself from her but by standing by her side through thick and thin.
"She's awake" The voice was distant and fuzzy as I woke up. My vision blurred momentarily, the blinding white fluorescent lights burning my eyes.
Slowly opening my eyes, I woke up to Marcus holding my hand while resting his head on the bed. I scanned the room and frowned in confusion.
I was on a hospital bed and a nurse was squealing in delight as I opened my eyes. I tried to get up but leaned back again as I felt a throbbing pain in my head.
I glanced over to Marcus as he stirred slightly but he didn't wake up.
"What happened?" I asked, rubbing my eyes to clear my vision.
" You were hit on the head. You have been in a coma for the past two days and Mr. Anderson has been furious with the hospital. We are thankful that you finally woke up. I thought that I was going to lose my job" she touched her chest and exhaled dramatically.
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