With his chest shaking, Max grabbed the doorknob. Sadness and anger in his heart still clashed against each other, burning the air in his lungs.
“Stop crying! Gaby can't be worried," Max thought, making suggestions.
A few moments later, the man was finally able to catch his breath and put on a calm look. Having managed to remove the creases on the brows, with red eyes, he opened the door and curled his lips.
Seeing her husband emerge from behind the door, Gabriella's eyes suddenly widened. Ignoring the pain all over her body, she tried to sit up straight.
"Max," she sighed. Her vision was starting to blur with emotion.
The closer Max was to her, the hotter her thick eyelids became. The longing and worry were almost undamaged. When her hand managed to touch the man, tears spilled from the dam.
"Are you okay? You didn't hurt at all, did you?" Gabriella asked while holding her husband's shoulder and examining him carefully.
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“We have received the results of the examination from the hospital. Is it true that you only suffer a blow to the back of the head, while your wife has injuries almost all over her body?” Max's heart fluttered at the question of the man wearing the police badge. With tightly clenched fists, he nodded. "Right." "And you suspect that Mrs. Gabriella was more seriously injured because of trying to protect your head?" Once again, Max cleared his throat, overcoming the burning sensation in it. "Yes." The man in front of him spontaneously narrowed the eyes and straightened his back. "Is there a logical reason why the perpetrator didn't hit your body like he did to Mrs. Gabriella?" At such a question, Max's face suddenly stiffened. A thought had crossed his mind. “Apparently, that person knows about my head injury. I had a concussion and the doctor advised me not to get hit again.” "It's a little confusing. Why did the perpetrator attack your
As soon as Gabriella saw Max, a smile immediately greeted. Although her face was still pale, the woman stretched out her arms excitedly."How busy are you? I've been waiting for a long time,” Gabriella as she was impatient for her husband to embrace.While maintaining the slight curve of his lips, Max hugged his wife and rubbed her back very gently. "Forgive me. I have to finish the hospital administration and give information to the police.""Has there been any progress?" the woman asked as their eyes met."Not yet," Max said, shaking his head. He felt very guilty because he had to lie to his wife.A second later, the man took a quick breath. The direction of the conversation must be diverted immediately. "How is your condition? Has it gotten better?” he asked while tucking a strand of hair that dangled, behind Gabriella's ear.Without thinking, the woman nodded. "Yes. Snowy and Smiley takes good care of me. The nurses here are
Carefully, Max led his wife to the toilet. When he arrived at the door, the woman smiled at him. “The only thing that hurt is my back, Max. I can walk alone,” Gabriella said casually. "But you still have to be watched," the man implied with a wrinkled brow. Patting her husband's hand, the woman pursed her lips. "I don't want to be a spoiled woman. So let me do it alone. If there's anything, I'll definitely call you." "But—" "I'm just peeing, Max," Gabriella said, raising an eyebrow. After taking a deep breath, the man finally let go of his wife's hand. "Don't lock the door." The woman chuckled and nodded. "I'll be fine," she said before entering. For a moment, Max stood with his brows furrowed nervously. The doctor had explained that the bleeding would still occur. He was really afraid that Gabriella would be shocked and shaken. "Max?" Gabriella suddenly called. The man was startled and wide-eyed. "What'
Witnessing the silence of his wife, Max's heart was getting worse. Gently, he pulled Gabriella into a hug."This isn't your fault, so don't punish yourself. Understand?" the man whispered as he was terrified of the possibility of losing his wife too.Strangely, a few seconds passed, Gabriella didn't answer at all. The woman's gaze was still on the horizon. Her teary eyes refused to shed any sorrow. Every now and then, she sighed. However, still no sound was heard. Her response raised a big question mark for the man."Gabby?" Max called while stroking the head that was leaning against him. Again, only his own sobs could be heard.While fighting the tightness in his chest, the man checked the woman's expression. As soon as he saw the pale face that was so flat, his brows furrowed deeper. "Gabby? Are you okay?"Slowly, the woman's gaze shifted towards the man. When they found each other, Gabriella finally moved her lips."So, we've lost the Lit
When Gabriella's eyelids began to vibrate, Max immediately got up from the chair. With a reassuring curve of lips, he greeted his wife. "How are you, Gaby?" he asked, stroking the pale face. For a few seconds, the woman just blinked slowly under the furrow of her brows. After taking a deep breath, she replied, "What happened?" "You had a high fever last night. Don't worry. It's getting better now. Are you dizzy?” Max asked, raising an eyebrow. "A little," Gabriella said hoarsely. “Then, does your back still hurt?” With a weak motion, the woman shook her head. "It's been much better." After one breath, the man's smile broadened. Carefully, he kissed the forehead of the woman who never left his sight. "Then do you want to get out of here?" Max whispered before returning to his cheerfulness. Receiving the unexpected invitation, Gabriella's brows furrowed deeper. “Out of this hospital?” "Yes," the man nodded
Gabriella lay with sad eyes fixed on the setting sun. Her breath was as calm as the ocean. No more rumbling choking the throat. The pressure that was pressing against her chest, had dissipated with the cry.“Are you sure our Little Prince will return soon?” she murmured while continuing to hear her husband's heartbeat."Yes, of course. We don't really let him go. He'll be back for sure,” Max said, stroking Gabriella's hair.“What if the returnee is a different soul? We can't apologize to the wrong prince, Max," the woman said before furrowing her brows and taking a deep breath.Sensing the change in his wife's lung rhythm, Max raised an eyebrow. "Would you like to perform a ritual so that our Little Prince doesn't get lost when he returns?"Slowly, Gabriella lifted her head until her eyes met the husband's. "What ritual?"Cautiously, Max helped the woman up from his body. After Gabriella managed to sit down, he raised
Max and Gabriella's steps stopped when their eyes caught the image of someone unexpected. The previously warm atmosphere suddenly turned frozen. There were no more conversations or sighs of laughter. Silence had accompanied the couple who were unmoved to greet the guest. "How are you, Max?" the man asked with the corners of his lips raised stiffly. Hearing the familiar pretentious tone, the man who was still holding his wife's hand instantly snorted. "What are you doing here? Are you sent by your father to kill me directly?” he replied sarcastically. With a guilty expression, the uninvited guest shook his head. "It is not like that. I come here of my own accord.” "What for?" Max asked as if he didn't know how to be friendly. Instead of stating his purpose, the man with furrowed brows only blinked, looking for the courage. Tired of waiting, Max finally pulled his wife's hand to walked with him. "If you came to disturb me, sorry, I don't
Once the bedroom door closed tightly, Max finally let go of his wife's hand. After a glance, he had trouble catching his breath. The tightness in the chest had become a thorn in his heart. "Max, are you okay?" Gabriella asked doubtfully. Her hand was back and forth to touch his husband's arm. After wetting his parched throat and looking up to hold back the tears, the man took a quick breath. "It hurts so bad, Gaby," he said while beating his chest, hoping that his lungs would return to normal. Unfortunately, the air around him grew heavier, forcing the sadness to spill from the eyelids. “We've been away from them, but why are they asking us to come back with such an unreasonable reason? Why don't they let us live in peace?” “Max,” Gabriella sighed with tears in her eyes. The woman could feel her husband's pain. The man had struggled to mend a broken heart. But, the cracks were starting to widen. Not wanting her husband to be down again, Gabrie