All Chapters of Iris: The Mafia’s Bride : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Arthur's POVI stayed with Iris all night just before the day of the surgery. I could feel her fear and anxiety when the surgery was near, she was innocent and very fragile, and I wanted to protect her at all cost. Confessing her fear meant that she trusted me, and I wasn't ready to ruin that, since she was already scared of me.The excitement and joy she felt when she knew that the eye surgery would be successful was next to none in the whole world, and at that moment I knew I wanted her to keep that smile on forever. I had ensured to pull all the strings to find her a competent Doctor who would do the surgery and though it cost a fortune, yet I was contented that she would get to see how beautiful the world is once more.All through the night, I realized that she was naive and beautiful, I kept her occupied by telling her silly stories of myself, funny jokes and some folktales. She enjoyed my presence, and her smile filled me with such fulfillment and happiness that I never knew ex

Iris POVThough my sight wasn't a hundred percent perfect, yet I could see clearly how excited and happy Arthur was seeing that the surgery was successful. At some point, one would think it was his own personal operation and not mine. He couldn't stop chuckling and smiling at the same time. The Doctor was shocked as well, but no one dared say a word against because why not? “Thank you very much, Doctor, you did a very great and excellent job!” Arthur praised the doctor.“ Why, thank you. I'm just doing my job.” The Doctor said courteously, but Arthur was having none of it, as he kept exclaiming.“You did perfect at your job. Do you know how many doctors are out there who can't perform such a complicated surgery successfully?” Arthur asked.“I guess we are all gifted, but in different areas and aspects, don't you think?” The doctor replied.“I agree with you, but you supersede them all, only success is taken note of in the real world, there's no room for excuses or reasons for failure

Arthur's POV"But you look pale and..." Iris began to complain but I shut her up by shoving a tangerine into her mouth.She munched on it as fast as she could while I laughed at her."That's not fair!" She whined."What? The doctor said to ensure you eat lots of healthy food and fruits how is that not fair?, I'm simply taking good care of you." I shrugged."That doesn't mean you should shove those fruits into my mouth! I can eat them myself." She pouted."I don't want you choking on the seeds.""I can see now so I'll get rid of the seeds before eating the fruit."I chuckled as she murmured and grudgingly eat the food that was before her, she kept complaining like a baby that the food was plain and not edible. I enjoyed watching her throw tantrums like a child. She looked more beautiful with the new eyes that she got, it complimented her spotless skin which glowed.Though she had just undergone a complicated surgery yet she looked like an angel, her innocence and beauty awed me, if on

Arthur’s POV. My gaze met with Kelvin conversing with Iris in the ward and anger and jealousy filled my body instantly. I just didn’t like the idea of Iris smiling and being comfy with a male figure other than me. “Kelvin,” I called out and immediately he turned towards my direction to see why I had called him. “Man, can I have a word with you outside?.” “Is it very important?, I am so into this conversation with Iris.” He replied. I boiled in annoyance because of how he replied. “Man! Let’s go!” I commanded with a stern voice this time and my grip firm on his arm. Iris on the other hand stared at us wondering what was happening but I didn’t care, I could make up some stories to feed her with but my main priority at the moment was to see Kelvin. Soon I let go of Kelvin immediately we were out of the ward and before I could catch my breath, he inquired from me with a confused look plastered on his face. “Dude, what the actual fuck was that for?” “I need to talk to you and so

Iris POVAfter my discharge from the hospital, Arthur kindly offered to take me home. I couldn't stop expressing my gratitude for everything he had done for me during my stay. It wasn't just about taking care of me physically; he had been a pillar of support and had brought joy to my otherwise dull hospital days.As we entered the familiar surroundings of Arthur's mansion, I sighed with relief. His home was where I truly belonged, and now, with Arthur by my side, it felt even warmer than ever. He suggested preparing a meal to aid in the healing of my eyes, and I thought it was a brilliant idea.“Arthur, thank you so much for being there for me,” I said, still feeling overwhelmed by his kindness.He smiled warmly. “It's my pleasure, Iris. You don't need to thank me. I'm just glad you're doing better now.”I insisted on helping him in the kitchen, not wanting him to do everything alone.“No Iris, you don't have to do this, you should be resting now.” he tried to stop me, but I insisted.