Mr. Left (Mr. Series #2)

Chapter 15

I brought Jhon Rey to the clinic. Mabuti na lang may mga tumulong sa akin kanina, kundi hindi ko rin alam kung anong gagawin ko.

"His blood sugar dropped due to overfatigue; that's why he fainted," sambit ng nurse na nagcheck kay Jhon Rey. She was also the nurse last time who took care of me. She was most likely the university's doctor's assistant nurse.

"Make sure to remind him to get enough sleep every night and to drink lots of fluids to stay hydrated. He appears to be healthy and active, yet things like this happened because he overworked himself. Tell him to restrain himself from overly demanding schedules," she elaborated.

"I'll take note of that. Thank you so much."

Nagpaalam na si nurse sa akin. Napatingin naman ako kay Jhon Rey. He was there sleeping. He needs to rest for a while after what happened. Hindi ko alam kung anong pinagkakaabalahan niya kung bakit siya na-overfatigue. Kaya pala may eyebags siya, pero hindi naman ganoong halata. Ano naman kaya ang pinagkakapuyatan niya?

"Tsk. So you weren't faking your faint kanina?" mahinang tanong ko kahit alam kong hindi naman siya sasagot dahil mahimbing siyang natutulog.

I decided na hindi na bumalik sa klase at bantayan na lamang siya. I remember that's what he did before too: noong dumugo 'yong wrist ko. He, too, stayed by my side.

Napatingin ako sa kamay ko. Gumagaling na rin naman ito at mukhang ilang linggo pa ay hihilom na rin ang sugat. Napansin ko ang singsing na suot ko. Ilang linggo na lang din ay hindi na ako dalaga. Magkakaroon na ako ng asawa at ang taong 'yon ay ang lalaking nasa harap ko. Hindi ko inakalang siya ang pakakasalan ko. Parang kailan lang noong nagtransfer siya rito sa university namin.

At that time, I truly believed he was my Mr. Right, but I never dreamed I would wind up being with him. I was just full of fantasies. Although, if I'm being honest, I still think that he is treating this marriage like some kind of temporary convenience and doesn't truly care for me. I believe his heart still belongs to someone, and he'll definitely chase her eventually. But for now, I decided to just go with the flow. I'll just be kind to him and natural. I'll do my part by becoming his wife, so I won't have any regrets if this marriage trial ends.

Ilang minuto ang lumipas nang mapansin ko siyang gumalaw. Mukhang gising na siya.

In an effort to comprehend his location and purpose, he turned to face me. Bumangon siya.

"Hey, try to sleep more," sambit ko, at sinubukang patigilin siya sa pagbangon, but he insisted on sitting down on bed.

"What happened?" tanong niya.

"You actually passed out on me," I answered.

"Did I? How are you? Did you get hurt?" nababahala niyang tugon.

I shook my head in perplexity. The very last thing I anticipated him asking was that. He seemed to be inspecting my wrist as he peered at my hand to see whether it was bleeding once again.

"I'm fine. It was you who needed those questions. How are you feeling now?" pagbaling ko ng tanong sa kaniya.

"I'm fine, but I'm a little dizzy."

"That's why I told you to sleep more, pero makulit ka. Gusto mo ulit mahimatay?" Napailing-iling na lang ako.

"Hey, is that the right way to comfort me? Hindi ko nakakalimutang magkausap kayo ng ex-boyfriend mo while I was waiting for you at the garden."

That temporarily silenced me.

"Tsk," I muttered, "like I forgot you and your ex met at the bridal library."