The Billionaire's Lover (Book 1) ~Original~

Chapter Thirteen

And The Worst Day Ever! ~ Lily

My eyes opened and something registered in my head. Realising that there was a tube down my throat, I coughed, my hand at my throat and then I saw Heath, he alerted the doctors and then they slowly removed the tube from my mouth after giving me the numbing liquid so I wouldn't feel it. After they removed it, I blinked slowly and turned my head "Heath" I said in a hoarse voice and he silenced me with a kiss. "Don't speak" he said to me and I nodded. The door opened and my father walked in, he saw Heath and rolled his eyes before standing beside my bed and taking my hand. I noticed my ring was gone and I sat up.

"Where is my ring?" I hoarsely said and dad looked down at me before going through his pocket and slid the ring back to it's place "the doctor gave it to me to hold onto until you woke up" he said "thanks dad" I said and he kissed my forehead. Everyone told me what happened and as soon as I felt pain in my stomach, the doctors gave me pain killers to ease the pain. After awhile, everyone was told to leave to let me rest but Heath shook his head "I'm not leaving her side" he said and the doctor looked at me "he can stay" I said and the doctor nodded as everyone left. I slowly moved over to leave room for Heath to sit next to me.

He took my hand and kissed it, looking at me "what happened? All I remember is walking to your office and then I saw Brooke standing there with a gun" I said "she shot you, and you had no pulse when the nurse checked" he said and kissed me softly "I'm sorry it ruined the engagement party that was planned for us" I said "I don't care about the engagement party, I just want to be married to you" he said pulling me softly against him "I just want to be married to you to" I said "then lets move the wedding then" Heath said "to when? I have to be better before our marriage" I said "if your better by the end of this week, we should get married" Heath said "alright" I said with a nod.

As night came, I fell asleep, the monitors beeping beside me. When my eyes opened, I saw that Heath was asleep in the chair beside the bed. Ignoring the pain in my side, I got out of the bed and went to pull the blanket over him. I went back to bed and fell asleep. The next morning, pain was searing through the side of my body and when I removed the sheets, blood soaked the bed sheets. I looked at Heath "Heath" I said loudly and he woke up and looked at me "are you alright?" he asked before seeing the blood that was soaking the sheets.

He got the doctors and by the time they came in, I was fainting from the loss of my blood. They pulled me under and as I thrashed around in my nightmares of seeing Brooke with a gun in her hand, really didn't make me feel any better at all. When my body allowed my eyes to open, Heath was sitting beside me holding my hand "Heath" I said and he leaned over "hush, don't talk" he said and caressed my cheek. "Is she awake?" I heard a doctor asked "yeah" Heath said and his face was replaced with another "Lily" he said "yeah?" I asked groggily still from the morphine and the sleeping gas they gave me "how are you feeling?" he asked "like I've been hit by a bus" I said and he chuckled "don't worry, you won't be bleeding anymore, the surgery made sure you would never get that from the wounds you sustained from the gunshot" he said.

After a while my head cleared and the pain was killed by pain killers. Heath and I worked on our wedding plans while I had no visitors and we figured out the guest list. "I'm going to invite my family, I want you to meet them" Heath said "sure, I'd love to meet your family" I said as the doctor walked in "Lily, would you like to know more of the surgery we did with you?" the doctor asked and I nodded, giving him my attention. "You were shot badly, and you lost a lot of blood so we had to give you transfusions, before you woke up, your body didn't like the blood transfusion and it caused you to not wake up" he said.

As that registered into my mind, everything kept swirling in my mind as I thought about the possibility of what would happen.