Fleeing the Nightmarish Father novel Chapter 99

He forced down a sob, curling his hand in a fist and hitting the bed post outrageously. His eyes clouded with tears accompanied by unstable breaths.

“And you didn’t think twice about ravaging it? What did I fail to give you that you slept with another man!?”

“I am sorry, I am so sorry, I don’t know how it happened. I have no idea what I was doing with him.” I whispered, clutching my chest with a strong urge to gain his trust back.

“You were in his shirt, Saafia. Did he force you to wear that huh? Did he forcefully share the bed with you? Did he forcefully touch you?” Glaring at me, a blaze made him growl. Sniffling to wipe his tears, he blended in agonizing pants with my heartbroken ones.

“I don’t know. What happened, ‘if’ it happened.” I insisted on making him believe me but he had lost his mind.

The sight he saw was unbearable, I would have done the same if I were in his place.

Why did Helder do this to us? I thought he considered Dariel a brother…

“Why don’t you ask him?! I was not in my sense but he must have been, why didn’t he get away?! Where was his dignity?!” I yelled painfully.

“I trusted ‘you’ blindly, Saafia!” He yelled back, sending a deadly shiver down my spine, letting out a tear too.

I had never seen him this powerless and weak before. But, I needed him to believe me too. He was trembling, tears glistening in his eyes with intense aching.

“Then trust me, I was unconscious, I don’t know what happened. He must have set that up. I am innocent! I love you and no one else!”

I had faith in my love, I won’t be unfaithful to my husband. This had to be a horrible set up.

“How?!” He hissed, losing his breaths from the amount of woe knitted inside him.

“Give me one reason. All you are saying is that you don’t remember then what the heck was I supposed to believe?” He growled and I had no words. How could I do that?

Finding him angry with me also stole my capability to perceive. I couldn’t think straight, my mind ceased at one point only-

I hurt my beloved.

At my lack of response, he took a deep breath, turning his head away for a split reason, making a heartbreaking decision on both of our behalf.

“I think you should go to your sister for the time being.”

“W-What? Why?”

My jaw dropped. A few mute tears rolled down my cheek. My mind refused to leave him until I proved my innocence to him. That would only worsen things.

“Because seeing you is infuriating to me and I don’t intend to take an extreme step in wrath so it would be better if you leave and let me think in peace.” He ordered with austerity but I couldn’t let this happen.

I couldn’t leave my Dariel like this.

Holding his forearm, I shivered in dread, with trepid feelings, holding him rigidly, “Dariel, please, don’t do this to me. Talk to Helder, he must have-”

“I know what I should do. You don’t have to tell me. You just leave.” He cut me off dominantly. My chest was clasped in an ache when he announced without thinking twice.

He must have felt the same when I declared... but I won’t keep quiet how he did. I WILL show him that I didn't do it.

“No-”

“No?”

He cut me off dominantly.

“That’s for me to find out and resolve. You just stay here.” He ordered, pointing his finger at me to not argue with him.

Yet being stubborn I continued, praying once my words reached him, “Don’t you trust me?”

“Saafia, I think we shouldn’t talk about it for now. Imagine, it turned out to be exactly as Helder said- what would you do then?” He asked seriously, glaring at me which made me close my mouth instantly.

“I can’t betray you like this. How can I do this if I am not conscious?” I whispered weakly, wiping the tear in the corner with a crushing weight on my chest when my explanations were meaningless.

“Then stick to your perception and let me think straight for myself.” He growled, frightening me at his assertive and wrathful composure.

“Why are you taking me there?” I whined, placing my hand on his shoulder softly.

His whole being stopped for a second. Inhaling sharply, his grip tightened on the steering wheel, jaw clenching with a glimpse of powerlessness.

His anger was concealing the pain he was holding back, it was all testing his patience, the anguish of the unendurable sight flash but he gobbled it inside him and coldly ripped my hand off.

“Because I need time to think properly and seeing you is making me incapable of it.” He attempted to speak as calmly as possible, stopping the car when we reached outside my building.

“We are here, go.” He ordered, motioning to me to leave, looking in the other direction, not even bothering to look at me leave.

“Dariel-” I brought my hand to him but he placed his hand mid-air authoritatively, stopping me with a strict order.

“Go, Saafia.”