Melanie Ainsley and Henry Cavill reluctantly get forced into an arranged marriage.
It's not what Melanie had hoped for herself at all, to marry a man she didn't even love and the same could be said for Henry who also shared the same displeasure.
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Chapter thirty seven:
Henry POV:
"She is stable for now but she suffered lots of blood loss, we are not sure when she will wake up" A doctor spoke sadly, his eyes grazing between me and my wife; Melanie was pale and sickly. "Will she survive?" I asked softly, though my voice was cracking with every word that flowed from my mouth. The doctor pursed his lips together, taking a big breath of air. "It's too early to tell right now Mr Cavill. Your wife sustained a shot wound near her heart; it's very much pray and wait. But we will try our very hardest"
Squeezing my eyes shut I wiped the fallen tears that fell upon my pinked cheeks. "Thank you doctor" I said just above a whisper, this felt like agony; as if someone just took a knife to me and was stabbing me over and over again. I just hoped that Melanie would wake up, for me and for Lily.
I squeezed Melanie's lifeless hand between mine, the warmth of my skin being very indifferent to her cold temperature; I knew she was just about clinging on to life. I then rested my head on her hospital bed, trying to be as close as I could to her, I wasn't ready to lose her. "Mr Cavill ?" A rugged voice spoke, I looked up and saw three police officers stood smartly in their uniforms. "May we ask you a few questions?" I nodded bleakly, standing away from Melanie unwillingly and letting go of her hand. "Of course"
The officers took me outside the hospital room into a separate, isolated one. "Firstly, we are very sorry about your wife" the lady with curled black hair said. "Did you know the intruders ?" I shook my head "no I didn't know them, though I know why they came to my property" The rugged man perched an eyebrow; his eyes now questioning me. "And why is that?" Running a hand through my unwashed hair I swallowed back saliva; not knowing if I should tell them the truth. "My ex girlfriend...Chloe Burrows, she got involved with them and then told them my location" I saw the lady jotting down some notes in her notepad before returning her attention on me "Chloe burrows, do you know if she intended for them to come to the property, and do you know their names?" Biting down lightly on my lower lip I felt sadness wash over me, it almost felt purposeful that Chloe did this. "I believe so, she owed them money. They are drug dealers. As for me knowing their names; unfortunately not, But two of the men wore designer clothes and the other two were wearing sweatpants and plain t shirts"
"Thank you Mr Cavill, I know this must be difficult. Do you know if Chloe is going to visit ?" Scoffing loudly I shook my head "she better not come visit, I want nothing more to do with her" the police officer nodded in understanding "may I take the phone number and address of Miss Burrows?" With a weak smile I began to tell them, now not worrying who I got into trouble as my wife was now in a critical condition; why should I care.
"One last thing Sir, sadly Anthony Peterson did not survive his gun wound"
Shaking my head in dismay I felt bile rise in my throat, making me feel dizzy. Anthony was a good man and did not deserve this; just above a whisper I replied "t-thank you for letting me know"
