Runaway Groom (Groom Series Book 1) (English Translation)

Chapter 23

Dedicated to clodek

Chapter 23: Head

I woke up inside a hospital room wearing a hospital gown.

A handsome guy was holding my hand. He was sitting next to the bed and his head was rested on my stomach. He was sleeping.

I tried to wake him up by shaking his hand that was holding mine. He scratched his eyes. From being sleepy, his mood changed into being worried.

"Baby, I'm so glad you're awake. Are you okay?" he asked.

I frowned, confused by what he just said.

Baby?

"Who are you? And why are you here?" I asked him.

His face was suddenly filled with confusion. His eyes widened when he realised something.

"I'm Mew. Your husband! What is wrong with you? The doctor did not tell me that amnesia is possible!"

Husband? Amnesia?

His sentence made me laugh.

"What do you mean husband? I'm married?" I pointed at myself while chuckling.

"Yes, you're married to me!" He said with conviction.

"I don't even know you. You're not even my type!" I arched a brow. Now disappointment was all over his face.

He was caught off-guard. It took him long before he recovered.

"I'm y-your husband. Don't you remember m-me? The yacht we were on yesterday was set on fire and you were trapped inside the cabin so you lost consciousness. Don't you remember?"

I frowned as I tried to think.

"I don't remember anything. I don't know you. You're not my husband. Can you please go out and leave me alone?"

I tried to remove his hand that was holding mine but he tightened his grip by using both his hands.

I maintained a serious yet confused face.

"I'm Mew. And I'm your husband. Look." He showed me the ring on his ring finger and the ring on mine. "Stop playing around. I'm calling the doctor." He stoop up and went out of the room. He almost wanted to cry.

When the door closed, I burst into laughter. I can't believe I fooled him and he was convinced by my acting! HAHAHAHA. I tricked him!

When I heard his footsteps approaching, I tried to calm myself down and put on a serious face. I wiped away the tears that came out because of laughing too hard and tried to sit properly on the bed. And to stop myself from bursting into another laughter, I bit my lips.

Mew came in first and the doctor followed.

"Good evening, Mr. Gibson. I'm Dr. Mercado," the man in his white coat greeted me.

"Good evening, Doctor."

I swear I almost want to laugh again when I glanced at Mew who looked so sad and devastated. But I stopped myself. How I wish Mew can see his face right now so he would know how hilarious his face is.

"Do you feel any pain in any part of your body? Headache? Or anything?" the doctor asked.

I shook my head. "Nothing so far, Doctor."

"Do you know why you're here? In the hospital? What's the last thing that you remember?"

Another crazy idea came inside my head.

"Dr. would you mind if we let that guy wait outside? He's claiming that he's my husband but I don't know him. I'm not comfortable with him around." I pointed at Mew who was only watching us silently. But when I said those words, he was so shocked. It was as if he couldn't believe that I actually said that.