My Billionaire Husband is the Devil's Advocate
me?" he asks after buckling
after hitting the floor. The bang on my head seems to be increasing
you want me to take you with me
I want to do is turn my face to look out the window, then rest my head until some of the pain slips away. But
e than I already am, "Please... I am begging
e least I can do for you is to take you to the closest hospital I can find. Y
ness, but I can still hear the rustling of some
convince myself, hoping that it's not Matt and his
sigh in relief, which hangs on my throat when
to face me, "W
oulder in a shrug, "I
ers once more, sounding lik
ar that now
but I can see that his eyes are wid
eone needs help
s, I grab his hand, "Please don't. You can't go out t
m. The deep sound washes over me like a breath of fresh ai
u? Sixteen?"
e." I plead to him wi
and zooming off. The orange street lights lining up the driveway that
s like. His chestnut brown hair ruffles in the wind, some of it b
e sharp angular lines of his cheekbones, a straight blade of a nose and a fi
he turns to look straight into my
in this town?
my fidgeting hands. How do I tell this stranger that I had just gotten married not up to twelve
That monster who chose to shatter my heart i
I see that he is already flipping through the radio, probably
that leads to the city. Sighing softly, I relax fur
pen? My husband, my best friend and my sister? Whose idea was it to do su
ming in short rasps ju
go then turned around to do the exact opposite of his
hospital down the road. Let'
until one tear drops on my arm. I quickly clean it up, drying up my face
stop. I'm fine, a
e road to shoot m
u summersaulted in the air before landing hard on the ground. I'
but unlike the previous one, his ey
n self awareness when I see
ding gown you
cover it up. In response to my awkward reaction, one
ugh I don't know how to explain th
you?" he
tarts slo
continues, shifting
'm real! You carr
that lonely road? Why did you jump right in front of
s. Why can't he just shut up and dri
dding." I blurt
... Wait, what's
ion. Is he a lawy
l him, "You never aske
ll me yo
g him helping me. Even if he doesn't know me personally, if he
want to rest, okay? Enough
refused to go to the hospital, now
ng to the hospital like he was initial
e are we
s are popping out has me distracted and salivating. For a split second, I imagined that hand
nna tell you straight up. We are going to the cops.
e thought of the cops calling my father to report to him about me being i
y name is Bell
words, squinting his eyes as he focuses
re we go
om
down below my back which I ignored, "What!? Please don't take me back home.
nted to come hom
d at
ere we are going. M
t help but start wondering what changed his mind. Why did