Chapter 21

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"Congratulations on your wedding, ma'am. Best wishes!" The nurse said this to me before releasing me. I was amazed; because of her small talk, I didn't realize that she had treated my wound and bandaged it.

I said goodbye to her and thanked her before leaving the room, but I was surprised to see Ismael at the door. What the heck?

And he also seemed surprised that I was there. Wait, is he listening to what we're talking about? I squinted and because of his smile, it looked like I was right. He heard what I said to the nurse earlier!

Because of my annoyance, I hit him. He blocked it while laughing. "I never knew you already thought about that between us," he teased and suddenly wrapped his hand around my waist. I pushed him away from me.

"You wish!" I exclaimed. "I just went along with your pretense so she wouldn't suspect us."

"Oh, come on. I know you're lying right now. You couldn't look at me." He grabbed my waist again and brought his mouth close to my ear. "Don't worry, it might happen someday."

"Oh, shut up, Ismael! It won't! You're not my type!" One of my lies. I pushed him and quickly ran away from him because the other patients were already looking at us. What kind of idea crossed my mind when I told the nurse that Ismael and I were married? Look at what happened—that man is teasing me nonstop! But on the one hand, it also helped me to reduce the weight I feel deep inside.

I couldn't help but smile, especially when I saw Ismael smile earlier. It's very rare for him to smile like that. I always saw him looking so serious, especially when he taught class.

I returned to the front of the emergency room, where Roxsielle was. I peeked. The doctors are no longer inside. Has she finished receiving the treatment? Can I go see her inside? I want to see her if she's alright now.

"Where is my wife?" I immediately turned around because of that shout. I know that's my brother. And I was not wrong. I saw Joth walking quickly towards me. There was anger on his face.

He immediately slapped me when he got close to me. "What did you do to her?"

I touched my cheek. His hand was so heavy that I could feel the pain coming from it.

"S-sorry, I didn't mean to, Joth," I said in my trembling voice. I could see on his face that he couldn't forgive me, because what happened added to his reasons why he doesn't want to see me anymore. He hates me.

"Miss Alvandra isn't the one at fault," replied Ismael, who was already here next to me. His face was serious as if he were trying to hide his anger. Wait, did he see my brother slap me?

I closed my eyes. I couldn't help but feel ashamed and belittled. Why did he have to witness that?

"The doctor told me that your wife is suffering from stress and anxiety. It is the cause of the bleeding. He stated that she had just given birth to your child and should not be moving just yet because her sutures would have opened, but it appears she is performing some sort of heavy activity based on her physique. That was why she bleeds," explained Ismael. Right. I also noticed that Roxsielle was very thin compared to my brother, who gained weight.

I saw how worried my brother Joth was on his face. Even though we haven't been together for long, I already know why he reacted that way. He's letting his partner do all the work. And I can't help being annoyed with him and feeling sorry for Roxsielle. Roxsielle must be exhausted because of this jerk.

"Your wife needs to rest. Don't push her to work. It is you who needs to do that for your family. You're the man," Ismael added, causing me to glance at him. His words and the way they came out of his mouth have mesmerized me. "Don't worry about the bill; I already paid for it. So if you'll excuse us, we better leave."

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