Married to the loveless CEO-Chapter 43: [Bonus - ]Not good

The door was opened and the trio walked in. Silvia’s eyes gazed intently at Davian who was on a bed, a drip connected to his arm as he slept peacefully on the bed.

"What are you doing here? Huh?" Elizabeth asked, fuming at the just the sight of Silvia.

"Elizabeth calm down. You better calm down, none of these was my daughter’s fault, so don’t pin the blame on her," Janet answered.

"That’s easy for you to say. Your daughter isn’t the one on the sick bed!" Elizabeth snapped at Janet.

"I know how you feel, I’ve been through this too because my daughter was also kidnapped at a younger age. So I understand you," Janet responded.

"I’m really not surprised. So please I beg of you for the second time, don’t drag my son into any of your families’ mess with anyone," Elizabeth pleaded.

"Mrs Randell, it’s okay. Please let Silvia see him, she really cares about him. And you? You need to go home and get some rest. Stressing yourself won’t help you at all," Cia said.

"I will feel less stressed with my son, so I’m not going home!" Elizabeth responded.

"Mrs Elizabeth, you need to rest. You don’t have to worry about Davian, he will be alright I promise you.

"You can come see him tomorrow, stressing yourself can lead to other critical developments that may deteriorate your health condition," Cia continued.

"Mrs Randell, I think doctor Sentencia is right. We wouldn’t want anything to happen to you. Let’s just go and come back in the morning.

"You wouldn’t want Davian to wake up only to find out that something happened to his mother," Becca added. As much as she despises Silvia and wouldn’t want her to see Davian, she also wouldn’t want anything to happen to Mrs Randell.

"(Sighs) Alright," Elizabeth finally agreed. She glanced at Silvia and Janet before she walked out of the room with Becca. Silvia let out a breath.

"Let’s give her some time alone with him," Cia said to Janet.

"Oh-Alright. I’ll go now Silvia, will you be right?" Janet asked and Silvia nodded.

"I’ll go too. Please take care and make sure you go home to rest too, some policemen are outside the door and around the hospital to protect him from any further attacks," Cia informed and Silvia once again just nodded.

They hugged Silvia and left as well. Silvia turned to Davian, she was glad that she found him and he was out of danger now. She sat on a chair close to him, her eyes focused only on him. She smiled bittersweetly.

...

Davian slowly wakes up, it was morning. He tried to raise his hands and that was when he noticed Silvia who held on to his left hand. She was sitting on a chair close to him but her head was on the bed as she slept.

He noticed the dry lines of tears on her cheeks, was she crying?

’Did she cry in her sleep like that time or did she cry to sleep?’ he thought.

He continued to stare at her, the back of his left fingers brushed on her cheeks. Her eyes shut open immediately she felt his touch, she sat up.

"Davian... you’re awake. How do you feel? Does anywhere still hurt?" she asked him. He continued to stare at her, a weak smile begin to form on his lips.

"Why would you care?" he asked. He wasn’t used to her asking about how he was doing. Tears begin to form in her eyes and it soon started to fall.

"I’m sorry, Davian. I’m so sorry," she cried. Davian was a little taken aback by her tears, this was the first time he was seeing her actually cry apart from that day when she was asleep.

First, it seems that she spent the night with him in the hospital and now she was crying, saying the word ’sorry’ for the first time. This woman was confusing him, why was she showing him compassion.

Never in his wildest dreams would he think she would cry in front of him like this, caring about him. For some reason, he didn’t want to see her crying. He couldn’t bear to see it, it...pained him to see her cry.

"Stop crying," he said.

"No, I’m sorry. It’s my fault this happened to you," she said.

"What do you mean?" he smiled confusingly at her, what was she talking about? Why was she blaming herself?

"I think, I know Gabriel Yul is responsible for this and he wouldn’t have thought of hurting you if you never meant me," she responded.

"What?" he replied.

"Yes, but we couldn’t get any evidence that might incriminate him. Maybe now that we’ve arrested his goons they might rat him out. Davian, through out your kidnap, did you see Gabriel Yul at where you were being held?" Silvia asked.

"No. I was always blindfolded and when I wasn’t, the man I always see who seemed to be in charge was always wearing a mask," he answered.

"But does the man share any characteristics with Gabriel Yul?" she asked further.

"Thinking about it now, I think yes. I was always wondering why the man’s voice sounded so familiar," Davian replied.

"Really? We can use this, we can...I hope..." she trails off in thoughts and only gazed back at Davian again when he held her hand.

"Silvia, It isn’t weird that I don’t regret meeting you, is it?" he asked.

"What? T-That means you don’t hate me after this?" she asked.

"No I don’t. Even before the incident I didn’t, I never did," he said. Whether he likes to admit it or not, Silvia was the reason his mother was still alive although it required something from him. But, he thinks he’s starting to know her better the more he spent time with her.

"Dislike then?" she asked, a smile on her face as he tries to sit up a little to wipe her tears.

"Maybe a little," he responded and she snickered.

"Please lie back, you don’t want to reopen your wounds," she stated and half stood to lie him back.

"I’m fine Silvia," he said but he started coughing. She rubbed on his arms.

"I’m fine," he added in between coughs.

"Davian, you are coughing out blood," Silvia panicked. Davian brought his palm which he used in covering his mouth, he brought it to his eyes to see for himself.

He was truly coughing out blood. He could taste it in his mouth and then he felt the hot liquid run down his nose as he bled. His coughs increased spewing out more blood.

Silvia rushed out to get a doctor.

...

"How is he now?" Silvia asked the doctor who had just finished attending to Davian. Her eyes went to him, he had already been cleaned up and a pipe or straw like breathing aid was imputed into his nostrils. He was fast asleep once again.

"He’s fine, you don’t have to worry. It seemed he had stress himself too much that it caused his internal wounds to reopen again. But we’ve stopped the bleedings and he’s stable again, for now," the doctor who was a man, replied.

"Okay," Silvia nodded at him.

"I’ll take my leave now," he said and she nodded again.

She must have stressed him or made him to stress himself too much earlier, with her plenty talks, especially when he wanted to sit up. She did warm him, but he was as stubborn as her.

Her hands brushed away some strands of hair from his face, she gazed at him for some while before she turned to leave.

***

After Silvia went to her house to freshen up, she went to the police station.

"The suspects haven’t said anything yet. We arrested four of them including Henry Cavill but all of them has refused to say anything including the one in the hospital," John said.

Silvia pinched the bridge of her nose. Why are things proving to be difficult? She can’t let Gabriel go just like that and even if he wasn’t the one responsible, she won’t let whoever it is to go free after everything they put Davian through and the things he’s going through right now.

"I don’t think this would help much. My fiancée said there was always a man at where he was being held, the man seemed in charge. But he never saw his face, it was either my fiancée was blindfolded or the man was masked," Silvia explained.

"You are right. That wouldn’t help much, the statement of the victim is good for the case but it would have been much better if he was able to recognize the said man." John replied.

"But he said he could relate the man’s characteristics to Gabriel Yul," Silvia pressed on.

"Yeah, but it isn’t just good enough," John said.

"For now, the suspects will be taken to prison as detainees awaiting trial," he added.

Silvia sighed and nodded as she walked out of his office and out of the station.

This was not good, it wasn’t good at all.

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