Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies novel Chapter 13

Ava's POV

“What do you not want to see again, Mr. William?" I heard the voice I did not want to hear again.

I looked up and saw Blake coming inside with all dominance, giving an intense gaze to my father, and coming towards me, kissing my forehead.

I could see my father stiffen a little in his gaze. And I shiver the moment his lips touch my skin.

"Nothing; I was just telling her I do not want to see her like this again." He spoke in one go, started walking towards the door, and left.

Not before nodding towards Blake. Well, guess what? He did not bother to reply to my father's nod.

This man is full of attitude, and let us not lie. I like it.

I looked up and met beautiful blue eyes looking at me with so many emotions, like, what, love? Concern? Care?

I laugh at my thought and shrug it off instantly.

Why would he think like that for me? Let us not forget that he is the one who never accepted me. Oh, no one has ever accepted me.

I am cursed.

I smirked at my thoughts and tried to sit back.

I saw the nurse, and the doctor came and started checking.

I'm not sure what my vitals are.

I wanted water, so I looked towards the nurse, but she was busy with something. She did not look towards me, and then I saw a glass of water with a straw in front of me. I looked up and saw Blake looking at me, and I nodded to have some water.

In any other situation, I would push his hand away, but right now I need water badly. So I obliged and drank the whole half-glass of water in one go.

Before I could say anything, I saw my best friend barge in without knocking.

Yup, no manners at all.

I saw tears in Sam's eyes and concern on Nathan's face. They both came running, and they both hugged me as I ran away from there.

And that view made me feel guilty.

I should have thought about them.

My left hand had a painful syringe, and my right hand was attached to some other wire.

I tap them with my right hand. I cannot breathe. God, these two will never change.

"Guys, leave her; she cannot breathe." I hear Blake's voice, and I roll my eyes at hearing this.

They both instantly stepped away from me, and I saw Sam crying like a baby.

"You scared us," Nathan said, inspecting me from top to bottom.

Before I could say anything, I heard an angry voice from Sam. "Why are you saying anything to her, Nathan? We are nothing to her." "

She folded her hand below her chest.

"I am fine, Sam. I will not die that easily, I guess." I try to make a joke in my groggy voice.

"I will never let you die." I heard an angry voice from the other side, and I know who it belongs to.

I roll my eyes at his drama. And I'm still wondering about the reason behind it. Well, do not worry, my dear husband. Soon, I will find out. I thought, looking at him.

Hearing this, Nathan looked toward him, and anger was visible in his eyes.

"What are you doing here, Mr. Jensen?" Nathan spoke in full rage.

"Where are you expecting me to be when my wife needs me the most?" He replies with full arrogance, putting his hand in his pocket.

Then I noticed he was wearing black formal trousers with a plain light blue button-down shirt with folded sleeves. His hair was a little messy, and his eyes were red, like he had not slept for ages.

Hearing WIFE, my heart skipped a beat.

This is the first time I am hearing this: him accepting me as a wife, someone calling me his wife. Feels foreign.

"Do you think you are too late to realize that she is your wife?" Nathan was no less, and he spoke with the same attitude.

"I have never forgotten that. However, I do not like to explain myself to people who do not concern me." He said this, smirking.

I was just sitting and looking at their banter, and it got louder when the doctor spoke.

"Mr. Jensen, she is fine, but I would like to keep her under observation for one day and run some tests, then you can take her home by tomorrow." The doctor spoke, looking at some paper in his hand.

"Thank you, doctor." I heard Blake's voice.