Granting One Last Wish novel Chapter 36

ABBY

They're all good people, and I'm so horrible. I don't deserve like them.

"You need to take a rest, darling. We still don't have news. You better go up to his room and get some sleep," Jules says. The way she talks, she reminds me of my mother.

"I don't think I can sleep for as long as I don't know where Sebastian is. I'll wait for him."

"You need your strength, darling. I don't think he let you sleep when he comes home. You've been far from him for days." She gives me a teasing smile, and I just blushed, oh God.

"I promise to wake you up as soon as we hear the news." Trix winks.

"Have you eaten something, sweetheart?" Dad asks.

I don't even feel hungry. The last time I had was breakfast.

"I'm not hungry, Dad. I just want to know that Sebastian is okay. Then that's the time I will eat. He's probably starving or worse, hurt. I don't know what to do if something bad happens to him." My chin trembles again.

"It's all my fault. All of you should be angry with me. He drunk to stupor and drove by himself because I was such a stupid, stubborn, and I don't deserve your kindness," I say guiltily.

"Abby baby, your husband won't die until you two talk. How many times he said last night that he loves you and misses you, you have no idea. He won't give up until he makes things right," Patrick tells me, but still, I feel guilty.

"Did they check his house?" I ask.

"Yes. They check the security feeds, and he didn't go there. He usually informed before he went to his house during weekdays. The housekeeper didn't receive any call from him last night," His dad explains.

"Why did his car stop outside the road, or what is he doing in that place? Run out of gas? Or what?" Trixie questions, then she looks at me.

"Do you know any place he usually goes when he is upset?" I ask everyone.

"Not that I know of. He never gets upset. He gets mad about works, but he never gets drunk to oblivion. We always meet at Night Stalker, it's Paul's nightclub, but last night nobody saw him there. When he's angry, he calls me, and I come over. He'd never been upset about a woman before," Patrick explains and shrugs.

"Is that make me feel better or makes me feel more guilty? "I stare at him.

"Abby baby, I'm just telling you where he would possibly hide." He rolls his eyes.

I suddenly remember. Oh, my God. I cover my mouth and look at them one by one. My hope spikes up.

"I need a car. I know where he's hiding. Oh, my god, Sebastian." I am already on my feet and run towards the door.

"Wait. Where are you going?" Patrick yells.

I stop. "To find my husband, duh!" And they just look at me as if I've gone insane. "Are you all coming or not?"

I groan, and that's when they follow me.

"Are you sure he's there?" Peter asks.

"I'm sure. When you're upset, you drink, right? And that part of his house nobody knows it exists, only him and me. I know he'd go there. That's where he proposed." I look at them.

Chris finally says, "Then let's go."

We decide to separate rides. I stay with Trix, Pat, and Mason. Mason takes the driver seat, and Pat is in the passenger seat. Trix and I are at the back.

"Hi, Mason. Good to see you again," Trix says to Mason while twisting her hair with her finger.

"Hello, Trixie. Good to see you too," Mason says back.

"Both of you stop flirting while I'm around," Patrick snarls.

"Oh, stop it, Patty. They're just saying hi and hello," I deadpan.

"Huh, Abby baby. That's my sister, and I can feel that these two are about to attack each other," Pat snorts.

"Wow, brother. We're both the same age, and don't you think you're overreacting?" Trix glances at Mason.

Mason clears his throat. "I don't have bad intentions towards Patricia."

"What do you mean by bad intentions, Mason? And now, it's Patricia, huh? That's sweet." The sarcasm in Patrick's voice is so thick, but I want to giggle at Trixie and Mason.

Mason just drives calmly, ignoring Patrick's glare.

"I still have a husband to find. Will you two calm down?" I glare at both of them.

"Keep your dick inside your pants, man." Pat scowls and looks outside the window.

"That's not nice, Patrick Brandt, and I can sleep with anyone I want. I don't need your permission, brother," Trix banters back.

"Whatever," Pat says dismissively.

Mason looks at Trixie through the rearview mirror, and then I see Trix smiles while looking at the window. Hmm, the plot just thickens.

We arrive at my husband's mansion, and everyone is already there.

I rush to his office immediately. "I need a password. What are the possible combinations? I don't know his birthday?"

"You don't know your husband's birthday?" Pat asks but more like a yell. Yeah, why I didn't know his birthday?

"Nope. Now think of a password. When is his birthday?" I ask back.

"July 13th, Abby baby. Mine is on July 10. I'm three days older than Seb."

I press in 0713. Wrong. I feel hopeless.

"Try 1119," Trix tells me.

"1119?"I ask.

She rolls her eyes "It's your name, Silly."

"Oh, okay." Then I press, it opens.

I laugh out loud. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." I Flip the light open, and Seb is not here.

Please, Sebastian, be here. I mentally pray.