The Billionaire's Extraordinary Romance

Chapter 77: Heartbreaking Moments

Jayden's POV

My eyes snapped open and I shot up, putting my hand on my chest. My heart pounded with all the adrenaline rush and I was sweating profusely.

I could feel hot tears prick my eyes as if I had been crying and I had this inexplicably overwhelming feeling of grief I couldn't explain.

I looked around the room, suspicion and paranoia clouding my senses. I took a deep sigh of relief when I realised I was in my bedroom, the sun shining brightly through the window.

It was just a dream.

For moment there I thought I had really died in my sleep. It was all just in my head and the relief it gave me was overwhelming.

I rubbed my eyes with my hands, yawning. Lord, my head throbbed painfully as if it had been smashed with a sledgehammer.

I realised I was wearing my white bathrobe in bed, something I never did. Events that had occurred the previous night suddenly replayed in my mind, making my head ache even more.

I looked around the room again. Kyra wasn't on the couch and I was on the bed! I clearly remembered sleeping on the floor next to the couch. How come I was on the bed now?

Where was Kyra? Kyra.

Pain seized me and I removed the blankets covering me urgently. I put my feet on the floor and stood up, my heart pounding in a state of emergency. Had she left me while I slept?

"Kyra!" I called out her name loudly, looking around the room for her. She wasn't there. She really wasn't there.

I went into the bathroom and the closet, but I didn't find her. It was either I was going crazy completely or life was playing a sick joke on me.

I strode out of our bedroom and checked the hallway for her. I couldn't find her. I walked down the hallway like a madman, checking room by room urgently for her. Maybe she had decided to leave our bedroom for space.

"Kyra!" I shouted maniacally, "where are you?" I didn't get an answer and that only fuelled my worry.

I descended the stairs hurriedly, hoping I'd see anyone to give me answers regarding my wife. I had to see her. I needed to know she was still here with me, holding on to our love even if it was painful at the moment.

At this moment, I couldn't think rationally. I just had too much going through my mind to think of anything calmly. I couldn't stop calling out her name. Why wasn't she answering me?

She was normally either in the kitchen or outside exercising if not in bed with me on Sunday mornings. I checked the kitchen first and to my relief, she was in there, washing her hands in the sink.

My lips widened into a smile and I strode towards her, panting heavily.  Before she could turn around, I hugged her from behind and squeezed her into a tight and warm hug, burying my head in the smooth curve of her neck and I crashed my muscular body into hers.

I closed my eyes, feeling an overwhelming feeling of relief in my aching heart. Her delicious scent invaded all my senses as I inhaled it and I felt a blanket of comfort and safety cover me completely. There was just something about her that made me feel like I was at home, like I was where I truly belonged. Even the confusion in my head seemed to disappear and the pain in my head became much tolerable. This was heaven.

"Too tight," Kyra complained softly. Her voice was unusually soft and low. She was still down.

I let go of her slowly and took a step back, giving her room to turn around. Kyra turned around and she faced me, avoiding my eyes which were desperately searching for hers.