บททั้งหมดของ Trapped with her crazy husband : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Damon waited for what felt like hours outside his wife's hospital room. He paced along the corridor in fear for his wife's life. Clary had been through too much pain and misery in her life - as had Damon - only for it to end at the start of what would be the happiest time of their lives.Forty minutes after Damon had been escorted out, the room door opened, and the doctor walked out with her surgical mask still on and blood on her scrubs and sleeves.Damon hurried over to her and waited with bated breath.She removed her mask to reveal a little smile and Damon sighed in relief."She's okay and stable now. We've stopped the bleeding and we're giving her some fluids and a blood transfusion to rehydrate her and increase her blood pressure. The baby is also fine and healthy. You can go in and be with your family Damon, congratulations my friend."Damon flung his arms around his friend, uncaring of the blood ruining his clothes. "Thank you, Kat. Thank you for saving the life of the only pe

The next day Damon was feeling a little better. He could stand without getting too dizzy and the nausea was manageable.Clary had moved from their bed to the couch in their living room. She was curled up wrapped loosely in a blanket and picking at a bowl of blueberries, grinning as she listened to the wild story her son Max was fabricating to entertain his siblings, Freya and Isadore.Clary looked up as he was alerted to Damon entering the room just finishing a phone call."Who was that?" She asked."It was the doctor. He said he will be here soon; I'll take the kids into our room whilst you're with him.""Doctor make mommy get better?" Clary looked down to where a concerned Isadore had waddled up to Clary's side, eyes as large as saucers."Yes, my baby boy, the doctor will make me all better so I can cover your face in kiss-ies again!" Clary leaned over to take her youngest son's face gently in his hands and rubbed their noses together, making Isadore giggle. "Now go with Daddy and y

Damon reached up his hand to cup Clary's cheeks and wiped away the tears with his thumb.Clary clasped Damon free hand with both hands pulling him close, the bouquet clasped in their hands between them."Hi beloved," Damon whispered, pressing their foreheads together.Clary let out a happy sob as she replied, "Hey Damon," and crushed their lips together. They kissed passionately for what could have been seconds or hours, Clary couldn't tell as time melted away in the embrace of her true love.When they finally broke apart, Clary was crying more than ever, her face was a mess, with her red cheeks and kiss-swollen lips. Damon thoughts he looked like an angel.Clary sniffed and laughed a bit as she tried to pull herself together."Damon, you did all this for me?""Of course, baby. I love you so much it overwhelms me sometimes."Clary smiled at Damon, pulling out a tissue from his trouser pocket to clean up her face a bit."Hah, thanks Damon, I've been so emotional lately. I love you too.

Clary stood in the kitchen behind the counter, watching Isadore drawing opposite her as she got out the cutlery for the dinner she had almost finished making."Mommy? Are you helping Daddy make dinner tonight?" Isadore asked whilst focusing intently on filling the swirly lines she had drawn with various crayon colors."No baby. I'm making dinner all by myself tonight," and the next few nights Clary added bitterly in his mind "We're having spaghetti Bolognese."At that, Isadore dropped his crayon and looked up to stare at Clary across the countertop."Why isn't Daddy doing it?""Because mommy needs to practice cooking a bit more-""But I don't like it when you make dinner," Isadore whined, his bottom lip beginning to curl onto a pout.Clary frowned at this and went around the counter to stand beside Isadore, still holding the cutlery."Isadore, what do you mean?""Your dinner isn't nice. I want Daddy to make spaghetti Bolognese."By now Damon had entered the kitchen with Freya in his a

Damon sat on the floor in front of Clary welcoming his children beside him as they rushed from Ammy and Adom's side to make sure their mommy was okay. Ammy and Adom stood behind Clary's couch and Kat sat in the armchair opposite them all."So, Clary," Kat began "How many times has this happened?""There have been quite a few, maybe 8 events in the past two weeks. Initially, they weren't so bad but they're getting worse." Clary reached out a hand to clutch Damon for comfort. "Kat if they're only going to get worse, I don't think I can- It hurt so much, I can't go through that again." Tears forming in Clary's eyes as he relived the immense pain she was in just minutes before."I understand Clary and I wouldn't ask for you to go through it again. This is quite unusual. Pain such as that should indicate final stages of labor but the contractions weren't stopping at intervals or even over the typical area. This makes me worry for yours and the baby's safety if you were to have a natural bi