Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 18

Sofia’s POV

What could I do? What was I supposed to say to that?

Sarah and the bodyguard exchanged a few more words together but I didn’t pay any more attention to them as I got lost to some thoughts flowing around aimlessly in my head.

“Are you ready to leave, ma’am?” I blinked my eyes open and focused it in the direction in which the guard’s voice had come from.

“I’m sorry but what’s your name again?” I finally asked after staring long at him without saying anything while trying to remember his name again.

“It’s Ryan, ma’am.” He replied without missing a beat and I slightly nodded my head as I pushed his name around in my head, hoping I would remember it from now on and wouldn’t have to ask him for his name again.

“Ryan.” I muttered absentmindedly, rolling the name around in my tongue.

“So are you ready to leave for the hospital now?”

“Where’s the other bodyguard? What’s his name again?” I inquired instead, because I was a bad person who couldn’t for the life of hers, remember the people’s names who she had been introduced to, some days ago.

“Oh, Ethan? He’s at the back of the house with the other guards. doing a survey. He’s currently bringing the car over to the front of the house and would accompany us to the hospital.

“Oh, alright.” I replied, storing the other bodyguard’s name in a part of my mind and promising myself to always remember both guards' names from now on. I shifted in my spot on the couch and winced as a slight amount of pain washed over my shoulder blade.

Just how hurt was my right arm and shoulder?

“Ma’am, the hospital. Are you ready to go?” Ryan asked again after a few seconds and I hesitated for long seconds before shaking my head slowly, wishing I could lift my legs onto the couch and curling into myself… but I wouldn't be there because my wounded arm would most definitely be against that move.

“But you have to go to the hospital, ma’am.” Ryan started to say but I only shook my head and shifted a little on my seat. The living room was airily quiet and it felt like I could hear my own breaths eching loudly in my own ears.

“I don’t want to. I’ll be fine.” I informed him, knowing fully well that I was being absurd but not wanting to go to the hospital nevertheless.

I’ve always hated going to the hospital for reasons best known by me, and nobody was going to understand.

“But you have to get checked up, scanned and given proper medications.” Ryan said again but I only pursed my lips together without replying.

I wanted to ask him to leave me alone and mind his business but I know I couldn’t do that because that would be so childish of me, an impact I never want to ever leave on him.

And so I remained silent and stared pointedly at the blank television and pretended as if I wasn’t feeling his deep stare on me the whole time.

Sarah came back into the room and clapped her arms audibly.

“You’re still here? I thought you’d have left for the hospital already.” Sarah started to say as she made her way into the living room and headed directly to where I was sitting. I remained silent and she turned towards Ryan after a few seconds and demanded what the problem was, from him.

“Mrs Ricci is refusing to visit the hospital.” Ryan informed her and I pursed my lips even more, wiggling my toes into the soft rugs on the ground.

“But you have to visit the hospital, Sofia. It’s for your own good.” Sarah started to say as she turned towards me and I breathed out a long sigh without saying a thing.

“I don’t want to go.” I replied to her quietly, turning my head around and staring straight at the empty couches on the other side of where I was seated.

“Is there a reason for you refusing to go?” Sarah asked with genuine concern brewing in her eyes and I watched as she laid a hand on the couch, a few feet forward and that hand would be on mine.

I hesitated for a few seconds before shaking my head, knowing there was no way I could just speak to her right now about something like that.

We were not close or anything, she’s just being nice to me because she’s paid and expected to.

“I think I should call Mr Ricci and inform him.” Ryan suddenly started to say and I whipped my eyes towards him to watch him dig out his phone from his pocket and started to type away on it.

“No, no… don’t inform Luca.” I said to him before he could dial Luca’s number and both heads in the room turn towards me instantly.

“I’ll go to the hospital.” I said and pushed myself to my feet with some difficulty. I winced a little at the little jolt I encountered and stared at the both of them.

“I’ll need some…” I started to say but Sarah already magically knew about what I was going to say before I could complete my sentence. She held up a finger and nodded her head instantly before clarifying. “Footwears, right? Let me go get them right now, I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

“Yes please.” I clarified and she exited the living room in an instant, leaving me to Ryan in the living room.

We remained silent and I shifted from foot to foot, wondering about if Ryan was probably looking at me like I was a little, stubborn child.

I shoved the thought out of my head and focused on standing still without jolting my arm as I wanted for Sarah to arrive.

“Good morning, Mrs Ricci.” An unexpected loud voice echoed from the doorway which made me jolt unconsciously and let out a small, pained cry as pain shot into the bones in my right arm.