The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 309

"What? How did that happen? How could it be so serious?"

From the bathroom, I could faintly hear Abigail's voice. She was on the phone, and her tone was filled with urgency. She sounded like she was ready to drop everything and rush to Joshua's side, desperate to see how bad his injury really was.

From what I gathered, she didn't seem to know yet that I was the one responsible for Joshua's injuries.

But that didn't mean Joshua wouldn't tell her eventually. Knowing him, he'd wait for the right moment to spill everything, likely using it as leverage to drive an even bigger wedge between us.

I found myself hoping Abigail would just hurry up and leave to go see him. The sooner she left, the sooner I could have a moment of peace.

A little while later, Abigail emerged from the bathroom, looking flustered. She'd thrown on fresh clothes, her face still carrying the urgency from her call.

"Samuel," she said softly, almost too gently. "I've got something to take care of. You should rest. Once I'm done, I'll come back to see you, okay?"

I nodded lightly, forcing a small smile. Inside, I felt an odd sense of relief.

Without Abigail hovering over me, I finally fell into a deep, restful sleep.

…

When I woke up the next morning, I was startled to find Abigail back in bed beside me. She was curled up next to me, her breathing soft and even, like a sleeping kitten.

I quietly adjusted the blanket, tucking it around her to make sure she stayed warm. But the movement must've disturbed her because she stirred, slowly opening her eyes to meet mine.

"Morning, my dear," she said, her voice still groggy from sleep.

Her words hit me like a jolt.

She'd never called me that before. Not once. The way she said it had sounded too smooth and too practiced.

My chest tightened with an unsettling thought. Had she been using that term for someone else? Had she simply slipped and let it slip with me?

I pushed the thought away and nodded. "Morning. Do you want breakfast? Or maybe we could go out later? Anywhere you want."

I wasn't trying to rekindle anything between us. This wasn't about spending quality time together or fixing what had broken.