You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 139

“Don’t worry. I am tailing Bill closely. He is always visiting someone in the Sky Medical.” The man on the phone informed the caller.

“Hospital?” Trishia Meyer said almost screaming.

“Yes. He was there the other night and after his business trip abroad, he went directly from the airport to the hospital again.” The man announced.

“Who is he visiting?” Her curiosity heightened.

“How would I know? You know that he’s always surrounded by bodyguards. I can only see him from a few miles.” The man was babbling.

“Hmmm… Interesting. Continue spying and tell me everything.” Trishia ordered and hung up her phone.

“Wait up! When are we going to hang up again? Come on! I miss you.” The man said with a very playful tone.

“Hmmm… Do as I ordered and I will reward you.” Trishia said with a mocking face and she hung up the phone.

Wearing her seductive purple bikini while tanning her body in the poolside area, she was caught on deep thinking.

Who's he visiting in the hospital?

Could it be that girl in his office?

Her restless curiosity was insanely lambasting her. Her animal instinct smelled something fishy as she gritted her teeth while her eyes darkened.

At Sky Medical, Arabella visited her mother again. She was there the whole day spending time with her mom.

She also wanted to assess her mom’s situation. Maybe she could introduce Adam to her again but the fact that she still kept on asking about her father, she put the case on hold first.

Putting aside the matter about Adam, she heaved as her mind traveled about what happened last night.

“Visiting hour for my wife is now close.” Bill sounded possessive.

Damien was stunned with his sudden presence but also more of his words, ‘my wife.’

How could he argue with a man with a title?

“What are you doing here?” With irritation in her voice, Arabella asked Bill to rescue Damien. He seemed so upset with Bill’s ruthless words.

“I came to pick up my wife,” Bill replied with a calm but possessive tone.

“Damn it, Bill! When are you going to stop this nonsense? I am not your fucking wife.” She could not hold her anger with his words. This was not about Damien anymore but this was more about her. The anger for him that she was suppressing for days exploded in front of the two men.

Bill stopped pushing the wheelchair. Then he leaned over towards her ears.

“Mind your language. I punished tough mouth. Say a word again and get ready for your punishment.” Bill said calmly but had a sense of strong threat.

Arabella’s heart skipped a bit. She knew what he meant and a joke was not in his dictionary.

When Arabella had become speechless, Bill was satisfied and was about to continue pushing the wheelchair but Damien grabbed the other handgrip and stopped him.

Bill looked at Damien from head to toe like he was studying the guy who seemed to be his wife’s new acquaintance. Folding his arms together up to his chest, Bill looked at Damien fiercely.

“Mr. Sky, for 6 years you abandoned her, why are you playing a good husband now?” Damien’s voice was full of mockery.

Bill looked at Damien with no change in his cold expression.

“Who are you?” Bill asked frowning with arms still on his chest. He never talked to strangers.

“Damien Lewis. I’m… I’m Arabella’s boyfriend.” Damien replied staggering at the middle but he managed to pull himself through.

“Hmmm…” Bill nodded absorbing his words.

“Boyfriend… my wife’s boyfriend,” Bill uttered calmly but sore to everyone’s ears.

“Now that you know me. Can you answer my question?” Damien was calm but tough.

Bill looked at Damien with eyes pierced to his. The air filled with silence and suspense by the two men’s sharp staring at each other.

“I love her,” Bill answered with a deep serious tone that made Arabella froze in her position. Her heart was beating fast like it’s going to explode. Luckily, she was not drinking a glass of water or she might choke herself with the water. Coming from a man with no romance in the body and all he knew was to have sex with random women. It's a first!

Did she mishear it?

No.

Maybe he meant, I love to kill her. I love to make her suffer. I love to torture her.

One thing she was sure of, he never loved someone except himself.

She had no expectations in her heart as she tried her best to get rid of any feelings inside her.

“That’s all you need to know.” With a deep voice, Bill added then pushed her wheelchair away from the place leaving Damien dispirited and rooted on his spot.

Arabella turned her head to Damien who lowered his head and shoulder.

“Damien, wait for me at home. I will come home.” She didn’t care about Bill’s warning as she tried to lighten up her friend’s mood.

Damien looked at her with sad eyes slowly fading as Bill pushed her wheelchair walking very fast with his long legs.

They reached her room and Bill closed the door with a loud bang. She could feel intense anger from him. The air instantly increased its temperature like a dangerous battle was about to begin.

“Why you're being so disobedient?” Bill leaned towards her as she was still sitting in the wheelchair. Bill didn’t put her back to the bed yet. She was in the middle of the room like she committed the biggest crime and waiting for the king’s judgment.

“Why do you have to say that to him?” Arabella didn’t reply to him instead she asked him another question. Her heart was with Damien.

“Say what?” Bill looked at her like he could swallow her in whole.

“You.. say…. You love me.” She wanted to seek justice for Damien.

Bill chuckled after her words.