His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 129

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My life for the neet twenty four houre was a mix of medical terms, some Fundsistint and affistet didit

Blunt trauma in this hows hack

Puncture wound to the night arm

Laceration on her forehead Stitches needed!

Suspected on fracture?

65W to his right abdomen!

She’s hypertensive and bradycardia: Hypovolasmia and suspected hasmerthaging

Twenty-four hours of standing outside an ICU ream and watching doctors work on my wife, watching her struggling to live. Twenty-four hours of Uncle Damien giving up his duty as the head of the Brates to stay by my side because i refused to talk snap out of the daret was in

I was always observant Always noticing. Always two steps ahead. Remember? But I wasn’t. I was a man whose wife was struggling to live. I was a man who knew his wife found his world dangerous and dragged her to be a part

Twenty two hours of ICU, twenty-four hours of a medically induced COMA and then sfe hours of rest later my wife finally opened her eyes.

it took her two minutes and twenty seconds of pain and gasping before she could finally regain consciousness, she looked around with a pained expression, her gaze fressing when she saw me hovering over her from the side.

I knew I should speak, reassure she was okay, but the pain in my threat stopped me from.

“Al Alex” She barely mouthed, tears rimming in her eyes.

Finhale deep for her sake, rubbing my thumb softly over the free side of her forehead. “Hi” I whispered.

She just stared at me, as if she wanted to say so much but no words came out. She cried and cried, and let her t wanted to hold her, but I couldn’t so caressed her forehead, held her hand and let her break till the dector came in and said she needed to seamins my wife and I needed to get out

I could have pointed a gun to her forehead for suggesting that, but I just leave instead after stationing Lana at her bedside, partly because i wasn’t in the mental state to console her white seeing her condition

to do better for

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shower out of my bloody clothes and grab some coffee while Lana texts me updates every minute, the last one

my way back. My wife looked lesser in pain and she was talking about

to no-one

me with no hesitation about standing there. “Out,” I hiss at her, “Orl swear I will put you in the next

leaves begrudgingly, and I walk to my

breathe once I’m closer, the daze

me.” My knuckles freeze midair, the one that were about to touch her

knew I looked as taken aback as I

me, Alex.” She repeats, her

“What?”

her head, those tears filling in them again. Tears I hated. Tears I put

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not to

I couldn’t bring myself to even finish the sentence, so I hissed instead.

they do to

fall. Tears I swore I will kill Xander for. The

do, Alex?” She sobs. “You promised

“Baby,” I breathed. “What?”

ounce of restraint to not wipe those tears from her face. “You never ask, Alex. You only

“Mia…”

take my name.” She breaks down. “I told you this world scared me. I told you I didn’t want to marry you. You

freeze. I

world is dangerous.” She pauses to sob like a little child, “And-

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tears break free and