The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

Chapter 195

I’m on the couch, waiting for Silas to bring me the food his mut prepared for me.

but he kicked me out, saying I needed to rest. I’m not even tired yet I don’t know tried to stay with him in the kitchen,

that.

to convince my stubborn husband of

When I woke up and found Everest in front of me, I thought I was going to die. He was masked, but when I screamed, he panicked and tried to shut me up by placing his hand on my mouth. Since he got close to me, I was able to claw the mask off his face. That was the moment I saw him and knew that he had be one behind the scary messages and threats I had been receiving.

I need to tell Silas everything tonight. I’m certain he is going to be mad at me for not telling him earlier, but better late than never. I didn’t want to worry him at first, but he has to know. He has to know a lot of things, not just about Everest.

When I saw a masked man in my room, I thought I was going to die and the only thought I had in my mind was the people f love with everything in me. I thought about my parents and my siblings. I thought about my best friends. I thought about Aniyah, Naomi, and Don. But most of all, I thought about Silas. If I ever am to die soon, I don’t want to leave this world without him knowing what he truly means to me.

I want him to know that I still love him with everything in my heart. He has to know that I can never stop loving him. He needs to know that I’m proud of everything he has achieved so far and I truly regret leaving him the divorce papers. I love him and I want to be with him. I want to grow old with him just like we planned. I want to make a big family with him.

“Here is your food, cupcake.” My doting husband sets the tray in front of me on the coffee table and takes a seat beside me. Boiled chicken and some soup. This is going to be my food for at least a week, according to the doctor’s instructions.

Silas doesn’t waste time at all. While we were on our way back, he called Naomi to tell her what happened. He asked her to send the family doctor to our home to check on me and make sure I didn’t need constant medical care for the next few days. I tried to convince him that I was fine, but he didn’t listen to me.

The doctor left about thirty minutes ago, and he said the same thing I was told at the hospital. I’m going to spend next week at home because I need to rest. I’m glad about that since Silas is going back to the field in ten days and I want to spend as much time as possible with him.

“Thank you.” I smile at him. I don’t want to smile at him. I want to throw myself in his arms and let him hold me while I hold onto him until our arms go numb. I want to kiss him and apologize for walking away. I want to go back to how we used to be during the first six or seven months of our marriage. I look again at the food and frown when I notice that he’s going to eat the same food. “You don’t have to eat the same food, Silas. Order something tasty.”

also need to detox. A little bit of

he doesn’t want me

just nod my head and start eating. There are a lot of things- on my

small bowl of soup is weird for me. Maybe it’s

trying to act

are you nervous?” I can’t help

K

“I’m scared that you might tell me you want to go on

in surprise when he says that, Does he really think I’m going to talk to

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not to cry. It seems like I broke a lot of things between

It’s so hard to prevent my tears from falling and right now, I feel too vulnerable and don’t want him to see like that. “Let

a couple of seconds to do so. “I’m sorry.” I took a shaky breath, looking into his brown eyes. “I’m

tears fall. Truthfully, I don’t know what I’m exactly crying about. I’m scared and stressed, and I need him. “Rosie, I need you to talk to me. I want to know what’s going on in that mind of yours because I don’t want to jump to any conclusions.” He rubs my back,

say first,” I mumble, looking

want, cupcake. I’m here to listen,”

inhale and close my eyes for a moment. “For the past few days, I have been receiving messages. Some of them were on the phone, while others got left on my windshield. I thought somebody was messing with me and I

worry me, so you decided to put yourself in danger? What were you thinking, Rosie?” He looks like he’s disappointed in me. “We tell each other these things,

to be the reason for you to get stressed and drink

have them?” he calmly asks, and I