The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

Chapter 193

A wave of unease moves in my stomach, forcing me to open my eyes. I look towards the window and find a not–so–bright beam of sunlight penetrating the curtains. Something doesn’t feel right at all. My body is heavy, and every movement increases the pain I’m already feeling.

A sharp churn twists my stomach and suddenly, my breath gets caught in my throat. An unwanted taste of nausea finds its way up my throat, and it doesn’t take a genius to know that I don’t have time to waste.

I throw the covers and jump out of bed, almost falling. My legs are barely carrying me, and I hardly make it to the bathroom without falling. My chest tightens and a shooting pain makes me clutch my stomach tightly.

Thankfully, I succeed in preventing myself from vomiting before I reach the toilet, but the moment I do, I bend over, and vomit starts to come out of my mouth rapidly. I was all right last night, so I don’t understand what’s happening to me. Just when I think that I’m done vomiting, I bend over again and empty my stomach for the second time.

My throat is burning, and tears are falling from my eyes. I hate this feeling of discomfort that has conquered my body, and I wonder when it’s going to stop.

“Rosie, what’s going on?” I hear Silas’s voice. Has he heard me all the way from his bedroom? Have I been in the bathroom for so long

I motion for him to stay away without looking at him, not wanting him to see me in that state.

“Stay away. I’m puking my guts out,” I mutter before whatever is left in my stomach hurls out of my mouth. It seems like Silas decides to ignore what I told him because I feel his hand on my back as he pulls my hair away from my face.

I don’t know for how long I keep pulling, but when I feel like nothing is left in my stomach, I rest my back against the wall and close my eyes, feeling completely drained, When I try to open them, everything dances in front of them, which makes me close them again.

“Rosie, you look very pale. Maybe I should take you to the hospital.” I can’t see Silas’s face, but his voice is laced with concern. “What are you exactly feeling?”

“Like a train has run over my body,” I murmur. I feel him move from beside me, making me wonder where he plans on going.

I hear the water running and force myself to open my eyes. He is standing in front of the sink. He turns off the running water then kneels in front of me. He touches my forehead with the back of his hand and gasps.

“Shit! You’re burning up,” he mutters, then starts to move the wet towel over my face. But why am I feeling so cold if I’m burning up? I open my eyes and catch a glimpse of Silas, but he seems to be blurry in front of me. “Okay, I won’t wait until you get worse,” he whispers, and I feel him hauling me up.

need to brush my teeth, first,” I manage to say, my voice

a jacket around my body and then carries me downstairs. My head

right after me. During the whole way, Silas has

whimper, raising my

on his thigh, and he gently starts rubbing my stomach. “Have you eaten anything other than what we ate last night?” he asks, and I shake my

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yesterday and we ate the same bod. Maybe he has a better immune system than mine. I’m glad that he’s okay, though. He’s going to join the team in ten days to start training with them again and the last thing he needs is

carries me inside where the nurses take me from him. The pain is getting worse and I’m unable to push myself to stay awake. The last thing I

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open my eyes, and I

yet my husband manages to wake up almost instantly, and in the blink of an eye, I

cupcake. You’re awake,” he says, moving his hand over the top

Was it a bug?” I

been poisoned.” My eyes widen upon hearing that. Poisoned? Who would poison me? “They found traces of poison in

anything other than what you ate yesterday, and we cooked together, right?” I frown, trying

this poison a few days ago,” he explains, helping me sit up. “It’s the type

I have a lot of questions in my mind, but these ones are

answer.

past three hours, and you can leave tomorrow morning,” he replies, and I nod. “I’m going to get the doctor to check on you,

I have to tell him before it’s too late. I’m not sure who might want to hurt me like that, but whoever wants that has managed to land me in hospital. They managed to poison my

runs a check–up on me. After confirming that I’m going to

to report this, but the thing is, we don’t know when exactly you could have been given that poison or where. You might have taken it two days or five days ago and this week has been pretty

out at the event we attended together and once at the fashion house. Maybe we should check with the organizers of the event, and I can ask Mum to see if somebody else got