The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 92

Anna's POV

Feeling guilty is an understatement of what I feel right now. I begin to weep again when I stare at Aidan's lifeless body on the hospital bed with oxygen and different kinds of tubes attached to his face and body.

I have been crying and praying for him to wake up so I can tell him I am sorry and he is forgiven. I want him to look at me again.

I want him to beg me to listen to him again. I wish I could go back in time to the day he was hit by an unknown car, I would have acted differently. I wouldn't have been so stubborn to listen to him if I had known this would happen.

I wish I had listened to him and swallowed my pride by entering his car so he could drive us home. I should have been patient enough for us to be home before speaking back at him and acting childish by racing on the street.

Why didn't the car hit me instead? Why does it have to be Aidan who has gone through so much pain already?

I thought I had Aidan figured out, I thought I knew him already but I realized ever since he has been laying on this bed without moving a limb that I know nothing of the man I call husband, of the man I have been married to for a year and a man I have a child for.

Until his mother arrived with his father, she wouldn't stop crying and begging God to bring him back to life. I cried bitterly, feeling responsible for what happened.

When she began to tell me all about Aidan's rough childhood, I knew all he needs and wants is someone who understands his silence, someone who can break through the worlds around him and bring him out of his shell, but I don't know if I am enough for him or if I can be that person.

Even when Tristan told me the accident was planned, I still blamed it on my childish behavior. I couldn't tell anyone what happened and how it happened, but Tristan saw it all. It was with his help that Aidan was brought in here four days ago.

He has been unconscious since then. I have been by his bedside, without taking a bath and no food in me.

Right now, I feel like a ghost, I can barely turn my head to look at anyone that comes into the room. I am purposely suffering myself, I believe this is what I have to do to make Aidan come back to life, to make him hear my pleas and show me mercy by giving us another chance.

I haven't set my eyes on Lily for four days and I am less bothered. I won't be able to face my child in the future when she ask of her father and I tell her he is dead because of me.

I can't leave Aidan's bedside because I am afraid he is going to slip away before I am back. He will slip away into oblivion the moment I let go of his hand which is a reminder of my presence. He will slip away and go into extinction without looking back to think of what Lily and I will go through if he dies.

Today is the fourth day and I am laying right beside him on the bed, watching his face, wondering where he is and what pain he is going through, and wishing I can share in the pain.

I feel like telling him about my feelings and how hard I had tried to shut them out when I realized I like him as a man and not as my baby father. I want to see the look on his face when I confess to him that I fell in love with him, the night he came over to our shabby home to ask me to marry him, but I refused to admit the truth to myself until now.

I have many wishes right now but one was essential, the wish to see him back to life.

"Anna?" I hear someone call my name. I turn to see Tristan.

I stand up weakly from the bed, making an effort not to inflict any pain on Aidan, even though I don't know if he feels anything. I sit on the chair beside the bed, with my hand still holding Aidan's.

Tristan smiles but I can't return the smile. I am too weak to do that. But I am also curious to know what he was doing in that area that night.

When the accident happened, he was trying to provide me with some information but I was less interested, I was more worried about Aidan's survival. Now I want to know. He said he is Aidan's friend but I have never seen him.

"How are you?" He asks and sits beside me.

I shrug. We sit in silence before I decide to ask him. "What were you doing there that night?"

He flashes me another smile and I wonder if he is always smiling. "I was there to guard you all but I failed. I failed Aidan. I was trying so hard to do my job well so he wouldn't scold me but now I wish he can scold me."

His face hold emotions I can't place.

"Are you a bodyguard?" I demand.

"Something like that", he utters, staring at Aidan on the bed.

"He hired you to guard me?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"He was scared Damien would hurt you and the baby. Damien threatened him last week and he asked me not to guard him anymore but you." He explains.

Aidan is full of surprises. Employing a bodyguard for me without my knowledge? He should have just told me so I can be extra careful.

"So you were there to make sure I got back home safely?" He nods. "What did you do when you saw Aidan arrive?"

"Nothing."

"What did you think?"

He smiles. "I was creating many pictures of your story in my head. I was trying to figure out what was happening and why you were in another man's house. When Aidan arrived, I couldn't think anymore, I just had to let go of my curiosity and do my job."

I sigh deeply, remembering Tony. Jerk.

"You mentioned something that day about the accident being planned? How can something like this be planned when it was obvious that the accident happened because he didn't wait for the car to go before crossing the road? I was just lucky because I crossed first."