Ex-Wife

Chp-24

Author Pov

Steadily peering his icy spheres open he instantly let out a sigh in content watching his wife's tiny frame

laying on his muscular one. He was laying on the couch while she was above him.

His mind instantly went to the last night's events remembering how he held her. How she let her

sorrows out in his arms. How she kissed him.

How she gave him a chance.

This thought brought a small smile on his lips as his hand gently started caressing her hair while his

other arm was wrapped firmly around her waist.

Her beautiful dark brown hairs were scattered all over her back as her front was pressed against his

chest. How much he wanted this time to freeze but he knew she will wake up soon.

He gently held her body and turned their positions carefully so she wouldn't wake up making his body

to hover above hers. The couch was wide enough for a visitor to sleep on it.

She whimpered and stirred in her sleep. He remained frozen above her watching her squirming under

him. And that move of her did many things to his body without any effort.

Gulping down his not so innocent thoughts his eyes travelled all over her puffy face. Her eyes were

swollen from all night crying as well as her lips but not with crying but because of the desperate kiss

they shared.

He smirked a little watching the side of her lips having a bruise screaming his claim on her. But soon

his smirk changed into a small smile as he stared at her innocent face.

She looked so cute while sleeping. He just wanted to pinch her chubby cheek but he knew she will

wake up if he did. Leaning down he pressed his lips on the side of her lips kissing that bruise.

He carefully pulled himself off her body before leaving his coat on her body. Last night he remembered

how her sleep broke off so easily but right now she seemed to be in a deep peaceful sleep. Maybe

because all crying had exhausted her.

Signing heavily he again pressed a small kiss on her forehead before walking towards the man laying

on the bed still drowned in the river of darkness. His brother in law.

He examined the guy for the very first time after their marriage. He had never before met Harry as he

never thought of coming to the hospital till last night.

He couldn't help but compare both siblings features. They have so much in common yet Harry seems

to be paler than his sister. Even his cheeks were less chubby than Amelia.

"You know Harry. You're not doing anything except killing your sister with your lack of efforts. Wake up,

young man. Wake up. Not for yourself. Not for anyone. Wake up for your sister. Only for her."

Xander whispered those words keeping his body near Harry. He slowly leaned back from Harry and

sighed looking at the pale guy before heading out.

Time Skip

Amelia stirred in her sleep waking up from her deep yet peaceful sleep. She never thought she will

have this much peaceful sleep after all the worries she had yesterday. But Xander's comfort and

warmth indeed changed her worries into a blissful dream.

She slowly pulled her body up in a sitting manner but let out a small groan feeling her muscles sore as

she was laying in not so comfortable position last night.

Soon her eyes met with a coat laying on her body and an empty room except her brother was present

there. She let out a sigh of disappointment. Even though she didn't want to admit but she knew she

was disappointed that he left when she was asleep.

She knew he was the one who put her in this comfortable position but still she pouted displeased by

her husband's lack of knowledge in romantic morning.

"Pfft I gave him a chance and the first thing he did is to leave me alone wow. Douche." She scrunched

her nose in a disappointed manner.

Scoffing at his coat she crumbling it in anger threw it on the floor before stomping to the bathroom. She

got freshen up. She wanted a shower badly so she decided to finally go home.

Coming out her gaze again fell on the coat laying on the floor. She bit her lip before sighing out and

grabbing it. She gently rolled it and laid it on the couch.

Her eyes went to her brother as she smiled sadly walking towards him. Kissing his forehead a few

times she mumbled against his ear.

"Don't scare me like this again. Please wake up soon. I have so much to tell you. Please." She

whispered before kissing his pale cheek and walking out of the room holding the coat.

"Hello, Can I have a shopping bag? I need to put my coat in it." The receptionist smiled and nodded

before bringing a plastic bag and giving her. Amelia slid Xander's coat in it before walking. But in a

second her steps halted leaving her frozen on her spot.

"Yesterday night one of the well know businessman Liam Stone got into a serious accident. It is said

that to save an old woman who was crossing the road he turned his car in the wrong way and ended up

colliding with a giant tree. He was taken to the hospital bu---"

Amelia stood there holding her breathing stared at the T.V which went deaf to her ears. Gulping down NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

her hands started trembling. She couldn't believe it. Was it because of what she said to him?

No. She didn't want to believe that her words resulted in him in that state. Suddenly her head snapped

towards the doctor who just entered the hallway with another nurse.

"Sir we are short of blood for Liam Stone." The doctor nodded his head before towards the reception

and pulling the phone receiver.

"Hello. Yes, we need more blood. It's O negative. Yes, thank you. Just be fast. His condition is quite

critical." Amelia without realising followed the doctor who went towards Liam's room.

Amelia remained still on her spot staring at the door with her shocked gaze. Soon the same doctor

came out and the nurse went in with a bag of blood.

"D-Doctor wait." Finally gathering some strength Amelia stopped the doctor who looked at her

confused.

"Yes, Miss." He questioned politely.

"I wanted to know. I mean how's Liam Stone. Is he ok?" Suddenly he sighed nodding his head.

"Yes, Miss he's better than before. And if your a reporter kindly give the poor guy a break." The doctor

said annoyed. And it was true from the very moment Liam was brought to hospital reporters are

annoying the shit out of doctors and staff even the guards.

"Oh no, I am not a reporter. I am his." She stopped not knowing what to say. She gulped again as she

looked at the frowning doctor.

"I-I am his family friend. I just wanted to know how is he." The doctor finally showed her a small smile

grateful that someone at least came for the man.

"Thank God finally someone came after the poor guy. He's fine. He was indeed in critical condition and

was severely injured but now he's fine. He lost a lot of blood from the glass pieces but we are trying to

provide him as much as blood we can. You don't have to worry he's better and will wake up soon." The

doctor said smiling at her as she nodded her head.

"Also Miss. Can you kindly fill the documents for him? I mean no one came after him except you."

Amelia frowned at his words. Where is Luna?

Amelia knew Luna. She was the best stepmother anyone could get. She was indeed a little introvert

type but still the love she had given to Liam. Amelia had witnessed every bit of it then why didn't she

come in this crucial time. When he was in so bad condition.

Finally nodded at the doctor. Amelia filled the documents and even paid the bills for Liam. She was

surprised when no one recognized her being Liam's ex-wife while they all knew how famous Liam is.

She finally entered his room and left stunned watching his battered figure. He was laying covered with

IVs all over his chest. Bandages wrapped around his arm. Head. And even one leg. His cheeks and

neck had cut marks because of the glass pieces.

Her heart restricted painfully seeing his condition. Her eyes held the sorrow and pain for him. No matter

how much of a pain he conflicted with her but she can see he got double of it.

Slowly sitting beside him she only mumbled few words that her heart was crying for.

"Liam. What have you done to yourself."

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