Chapter 17: A Visitor for the two
Richard paused, taking a moment to process the scene unfolding before him. He has always known Kendrick as a rude and cold person, but the moment he knew that Kendrick had fallen in love, he expected some of his behavior to have changed.
He shook his head to himself and chose to avoid further embarrassment that would follow after the ''Get out'. But he had been sincerely hoping to talk to his sister in law.
Zephyrine watched with sympathetic eyes as the doctor was ushered out.
"Why were you so cold to that man just now?"
His reply came quickly and short, "I own the world," he handed the food flask to her, but it seemed like she was too weak to take it without pouring. He quickly retrieved the flask, his brow furrowed in concern. There was no need to ask why his brow was deeply rooted, he must be cursing Richard in his mind.
Kendrick scooped up a large portion and brought the spoon to Zephyrine's lip, but she resisted opening her mouth. She looked kind of flushed.
"Aren't you hungry?"
Zephyrine wanted to deny that she was hungry, but she couldn't anymore, because the sound of her angry stomach came immediately Kendrick asked the question.
With a hint of embarrassment, Zephyrine relented and took a bite. Kendrick's eyes lit up as he fed Zephyrine, his expression tender like never before. He couldn't believe that she was finally his.
"Have we met before?" Kendrick accidentally asked the question that has been threatening to roll off his tongue.
Zephyrine halted and raised a questioning eye at him, "Why did you ask so? Do you know me?"
Kendrick shook his head, as much as he wanted to nod his head. But that was just not the right time to reveal anything to her. What he needed from her now was to recover quickly.
The scene continued repeatedly until Zephyrine was totally full and couldn't take in anything more. "You should eat as well," Zephyrine suggested, a few days with Kendrick has somewhat changed her and the way she thinks.
"I will be satisfied when I watch the blood of my enemies getting dried!"
With that, he packed the food flask and mercilessly threw a brand new phone on the bed for Zephyrine.
He opened the door, but before he walked out of the cold room. He left a stern warning for Zephyrine, "You are only allowed to use that phone for five minutes,"
Uncertain what would happen after five minutes, Zephyrine decided to heed his warning. He looked like someone that always does what he says. Although Zephyrine was darn sure that the phone was not hers, she picked it and switched it on. Everything about the phone amazed her, the phone looked imported. That must be the hotcake in town! Seems like she has missed out on a lot.
After five minutes of being on, the phone automatically switched off and refused to switch in again. After many trials, Zephyrine got tired and dumped the phone somewhere. But she had done the necessary thing she needed to before the phone got switched off.
She yawned as a clear evidence that she was asleep, she closed her eyes hoping that Kendrick would check up on her again before she falls asleep. But Kendrick refused to show up. She lost count of time and fell asleep.
The next day.
It wasn't until 12 pm that Zephyrine woke up, the sun had risen and everyone had gone to work. But Zephyrine was still on the bed, refusing to open her eyes after being awake. She didn't look totally awake, but her eyelashes kept fluttering showing that she was half awake.
Zephyrine yawned and stretched her body, but then she realized that she couldn't stretch her hand up to 360°. What could be happening to her? Is it the effect of the surgery? She panicked and that was enough to get her awake totally. She opened her eyes in a mix of shock and panic. Nothing could happen to her, especially not this time in her life.
On opening her eyes, the first thing that came in her line of sight was a huge body that seemed to roll her body into its warmth. Her nostril filled with mint and honey, which she inhaled forcefully.
"You're awake, you little brat!" Zephyrine ear was filled with a man's voice that seemed to scold her. The voice was so familiar. Kendrick? On the bed with her? Zephyrine struggled to break free from his warm embrace.
"Let me go," She managed to force out.
"Don't you like being in your husband's arms?" He asked, putting her in a tough spot. Should she say yes or no? As much as it seems like no would be the answer, yes would be the right answer in a moment like this.
Her nostril was filled with his scent that she was unable to breath properly. Kendrick expected to hear a noise of affirmation from her but he didn't, so he knew that it was time to stop. He suspended his work so that she would wake up in his arms but she didn't seem to like it.
Kendrick sighed and stepped down from the bed giving her all the time in the whole world that she needed. The room was so silent, the both of them waiting for the other to start a conversation. Is this how their relationship would be until they grow old?
Richard walked in on that cold silence between them. He looked between the two of them. He knew without a doubt that something was wrong between them. The Kendrick he knew would never miss an opportunity to make any girl fall for him. He was there minutes ago and he saw the both of them on the bed being all lovey dovey.
He cleared his throat, how would he relay the news to the both of them? He thought that they would be in a good mood if he came in at that minute, but it was the exact opposite of what he expected. But what has to be done has to be done.
"Good afternoon to you both. Kendrick, you have a visitor and Zephyrine, you have one as well."
A visitor, who could it be and it happens to be a visitor for the both of them?