CAN I ESCAPE?

PART 28

Damian's eyes widened a bit on reading what she wrote.

"So, keeping that aside, Damian, what are your hobbies", Helena asked softly.

He gulped a bit on hearing her soft voice. He was surprised at how calm she was in this situation.

'How are you so calm about it? Is it like, super normal at your home to have mics set everywhere', he thought.

"Damian?"

He snapped out of his thoughts. He started typing something on his phone as he answered her.

"I... I like to cook and play games."

"Oh, that's great. What type of games?"

"Sports as well as computer games. Mostly combat video games."

"Cool."

He handed her his phone.

'Why are you so calm?'

She smiled at him and started to type. She handed the phone to him immediately.

'Don't stay silent. Could you speak like you are having a normal conversation with me?'

"Aah, so, Helena, how is your pregnancy so far? How much would you rate it on discomfort level", Damian said while nodding slightly.

"Umm, I would say a five out of ten. It's not very difficult, but not too easy either. I had a hard time eating, but thanks to you, I won't have nausea anymore", Helena said softly as she typed.

She handed him the phone back and he looked at the screen.

'I am so good at it because I have dealt with almost the same situation before as well. The only difference is that this time, this is much more serious.'

His jaw dropped down. He quickly started typing again.

"Aah, that is totally my pleasure, Helena. I would love to help you have as much comfort as possible", he said while typing, making sure not to break the rhythm of the act.

He handed her the phone back.

'But what is the situation about?'

"Damian, I want to lie down for some time now. Let's go back to the room", she said suddenly.

"Yeah, sure", Damian said as he helped her get up from the mat. He folded up the mat and walked back into the house with her.

She gestured to him to hand her his phone. She started typing on the phone.

'The situation is very long, and all this starts back from the time I first met Edwin. We met during a case that was recommended by my brother, as Edwin was a close friend of his. We met, and we fell in love. We thought about getting married after some time and did get married. We were living happily, and I was sheltered from the fact that he was the mafia boss. When I got to know about it all, I was terrified. That was the first time I met in such a situation. I tried everything to escape, and my profession made it very easy for me. I faked my death, and flew to Canada, but still got caught within a year. I accepted him afterward because he was trying very hard to care for me, even though he went through a lot in that one year. We got back together, and he promised me that he would just continue with his company in the future. We conceived, and things started to get even better. But now, suddenly, while searching for his photo albums in his closet, I came across some highly disturbing things that still make my stomach churn.'

She handed the phone back to Damian while walking to the room slowly. Damian began to read.

"Damian, can you please get me some water with ice", she asked him.

"Oh, yes. Please settle on the bed, and I will bring it to you", he said as he turned towards the kitchen while reading the paragraph that she typed.

Suddenly, he got a call from Edwin. He panicked but soon picked up the call.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Hi, how is she doing", Edwin asked on the line.

"Ma'am is doing well, Edwin Sir. I checked her weight, took her out for a sunbath, and then took her to sit in the garden under the shade. I made sure she ate a healthy breakfast. And I have been trying to have talks with her so that she feels better", Damian said, feeling a little scared, on the inside.

"Alright, and what about her fluid intake?"

"Oh, yes. I am just getting her water."

"I see. Make sure the water is moderately cool. She is not allowed to drink chilled water. It is not good for her bowel movement", Edwin said, keeping his tone professional.

"Okay Sir", Damian said.

Edwin cut the call.

Damian took a breath of relief and filled a glass of water for Helena. He walked back into her room.

"Are you done", Helena asked him, her eyes on his phone.

"Almost. Here you go", Damian said as he handed her the glass of water.

He sat down beside her on a chair and opened his phone to continue reading from where he left. He read, and his eyebrows went up as he finished reading. She put her hand in front of him, gesturing to him to hand her the phone over. He did, and she started typing again.

"Why is there no ice in my water? I asked you to put ice in it", she said in a disappointed tone.

"Helena, ice is not good for you."

She just hmphed and looked down as she continued typing.

'You got a call from Edwin, right?'

His eyes widened and he typed, 'Yes, but how do you know that?'

She typed, 'Because I thought to give you proof. I asked you to get me iced water, to show you that he is listening to every conversation that is happening between us. I know that he will never let me drink that if it comes to his knowledge because my doctor strictly told me not to eat anything cold.'

'Wow! You are incredibly smart. I thought that you were just bluffing, but your moves just showed me that I was wrong', Damian typed.

'About what I found, please do not freak out. What I found in his closet, were the pictures of the day my boyfriend, the love of my life, was killed in a tragic accident. He was my love, and I was very happy with him. He was the one who killed him. It was all planned. He laid his eyes on me years back, when I was just a college student. He destroyed my perfect life, my boyfriend, and my soft nature, and I will never be able to get back to normal emotionally. I was tricked into liking him, he fixed everything. And he even lied to me about leaving the mafia work, didn't he? You work with him, and seeing your physique, I can clearly judge that you are one of his hitmen there, right?'

'Yeah, you are right. But, why are you telling me all this? You earlier said that you would not trust me with all this, since I am Edwin's man. Then why now', he typed.

She typed something and handed him the phone.

'I can read a person easily by their body language and expressions. You lie very well, don't you? And I could tell that you could see through my lies as well. But do not worry, I was being lenient to test your abilities. To be honest, I am very impressed with your skills. But the main thing here, I am telling you all this because I know that you are here for some other business. Something that is against Edwin. Am I right?'

Damian was struck. He had met some very great minds since he was one of the main men of Edwin. He interacted with some of the best mafia groups and businessmen daily, but never in his life had he found someone as brainy as her. Her moves, her predictions, and everything she said screamed her experience.

'No wonder you were placed in one of the best law firms in the country', he thought, with an impressed look.