The Goddess Sculpture Is Actually My Husband’s Secret Mistress! - Chapter 42: Chapter 42

"He has been here?" I stroked Marcus's hand with my fingers as he stirred again.
"Oh he hasn't left your side since he brought you here. He has been here all this time worrying about you"
Her words surprised me. He was worried? Didn't he tell me to get out of his life?
"Well I'm gonna get the doctor now " she clapped her hands giving a huge grin and ran out the door.
"Marcus" I whispered.
He opened his eyes ever so slightly and squinted at the light. He leaned back as his vision cleared.
He blinked a few times in shock after seeing me awake.
"Oh my god Serapha are you okay? Do you need anything? " He quickly stood up and cupped my face in his hands.
Utterly dumbfounded weren't the right words to explain how I was feeling at that moment. I pinched myself to check whether I was dreaming.
"Um can I have a glass of water?" I asked him, still in shock.
"Oh sure, here"
He helped me sit up as I drank the water. His hand was still holding my shoulder, steadying me. I leaned into his touch slightly, feeling comfortable after a long time.
My head started throbbing in pain again. I touched my forehead only to feel a bandage wrapped around it.
"I'm so sorry, it was all my fault. I shouldn't have let you go. I was foolish enough to think that you would be safe if I let you go" Marcus said hesitantly looking down.
"Who was that man?" I asked as I recalled the memories of that night.
"We are still looking into it. I have many enemies and he must be one of them. I'm sorry that you had to go though this"
I nodded my head , accepting his apology. I couldn't comprehend what to say and what not to say. I had many questions which I knew he wouldn't be willing to answer. He was a box full of secrets which I had to unravel slowly. Someday, I wished that he would open up to me willingly, that he would trust me.
"I want you to come back with me" I looked at him to see his eyes pleading.
"Marcus, just a few weeks ago you told me to leave. Just because a man attacked me doesn't mean you have to force yourself to let me back in. Don't do anything that you don't want to do."
He sighed loudly and looked at me with those green eyes which compelled me to do what he told.
" I'm sorry I said those things to you. I didn't mean it, really. I said that so that I could protect you. And I was wrong. Please give me a chance."
My brain was telling not to but my heart betrayed my brain.
I sighed and closed my eyes, nodding a yes.
" Thank you " he suddenly leaned in and kissed my cheek.
My eyes fluttered wide open in shock. I wasn't sure if I was hallucinating as I looked at him.
Marcus noticed me tensing under his touch. He quickly leaned a few inches back,his breath fanning my cheek. There was an awkward silence between us for a couple of seconds before the doctor came in.
I released a breath of relief as the doctor came in, chirping how grateful he was to see me awake.
Marcus scrambled back a few steps, distancing himself from me. I could see that he had been as shocked from his actions as I had been. My eyes caught a slight blush creeping up his cheeks as he looked away, clearing his throat.
The doctor looked back and forth between me and Marcus but continued to examine me, ignoring the tense air around us. After a few check-ups, I was released from the hospital and Marcus drove me back to his house.
"My things are in the penthouse" I said, trying to break the awkward silence in the car.
"I'll tell my men to bring it all" he said, not glancing at me even once. I knew that feeling. He was feeling embarrassed for what he did earlier.
Him feeling embarrassed suddenly made me laugh out loud. After realizing what I just did, I bit my lip trying to control my laughter and Marcus looked at me confused.
"Is something funny?"
"Oh what? Oh no no" I waved my hand. "Just remembering something funny"
After I got discharged, I went straight to my bedroom as I was beyond exhausted. Marcus told me that Madeline had taken a leave to calm herself down as she was mad at Marcus for letting me leave.
I smiled at the thought. Madeline had always been nothing but kind to me. I liked her company in this empty house. She always cheered me up when I was feeling down.
I opened my door to see a disarranged bed. I looked around to see if someone had broken in but everything else was in place.
It looked as if someone had slept on my bed. I quickly strode toward my bed, taking my pillow and sniffing it.
I noticed Marcus's honeysuckle scent on my pillow. I frowned, confused. Why would he sleep in my bed?
The door creaked open and I looked behind me to see Marcus. His eyes widened as he saw my bed and me holding the pillow. He scratched the nape of his neck in embarrassment.