A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 214

Chapter 214

WEEK TWO

For the past week, he had been trying to talk, at first, it was just a single word. Then it got to two words and then the next day it was three but now he could make a whole sentence. He had only talked to nurses, whenever I am in the room, he is either asleep or staring up at the ceiling mindlessly.

If I tried to get closer to him, he’d squirm in his place, displeasure always too prominent and I’d withdraw my hands immediately as if I had burned him.

I tried talking to him but he doesn’t give me a response, he only has an occasional hum sometimes. He could now wiggle his toes, raise his hand just slightly, and move his neck around.

It was fucking painful to see him like this but the need to make him all better was fucking more. I sat beside him on the bed, playing with the short strands of his hair, getting them away from his forehead.

His eyes slowly fluttered open and he looked up at me. His lips parted and he frowned at me. He looked around the room before his eyes settled back on my face.

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“W–who are you?” he asked, his voice scratchy, tired.

My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach as I shook my head in disbelief. No, this cannot be happening to him, to us. It’s like I’m living in a nightmare that I can’t wake up from. I love him, and I’m so scared of what may happen now that he has woken up from a coma with disorientation and possible amnesia.

How many times do I have to lose him and get him back again and then fucking lose him again?

I touched his face and caressed his cheeks.

“Nikolai, you don’t remember me?”

He shook his head, slightly, his fingers twitching, “No… I-” he raised his hand and touched the nasogastric tube in his nose, “Who are you?”

I squeezed my eyes shut, I had an ache in my gut,

I felt like I might commit a fucking massacre right now. Maybe, it was karma, my karma and he fucking has to pay the price for it. Why couldn’t I be the fucking one to get shot instead of him, at least I fucking deserved it.

I hung my head, “Fuck…”

“Asshole…” he whispered.

“I know I’m the biggest there is…”

Mhm, I hate you…”

“No, you d—my gaze shot back to his face, he looked at me with a frown before his lips slightly tugged upwards. I furrowed my eyebrows. “Are you messing with me?!”

He coughed, clearing his throat, “Maybe…”

My eyebrows fucking flew above my head. “Seriously, Nikolai, you are fucking with me at this fucking moment?!”

He again looked around the room, he was staring at the machines and continuously touched the feeding tube. ‘When are they going to take

this out?”

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Chapter 214

“You did not just pull this fucking stunt on me after fucking waking up from a fucking coma after two fucking long–ass months.”

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