Sleeping With The CEO-Chapter 353: Blood

In all honesty, most of what the doctor had said had gone right over Jane’s head. All that she knew was that their children had made it out of their surgeries. The doctors had no idea when they would wake up, and that Derek and Emily were sharing a room.

Being as close to each other as possible, because it seemed that being within each other’s close proximity helped to stabilize them. As far as Jane was concerned, the most important words that had come out of the man who’d introduced himself as Dr Arlington’s mouth had been ’they are alive, they are recovering,’

After that she had stayed in place mostly out of stunned relief, too shocked to move yet. The moment that the feeling had worn off. She had been ready to go. Which was why she did not mind when the doctor finally led them to Emily and Derek’s room. Jane might have been imagining things, but it seemed as though the man was...excited.

Deciding that she was reading too much into it, Jane let it slide.

She and Cassandra were walking hand in hand. But this time they were not clinging to each other in fear. They were doing so out of hope, and only a tiny little bit of worry if Jane were being honest.

They had been told not to be shocked by the initial state of their kids and Jane knew that people, especially when their injuries were still fresh. Often looked way worse than they actually were. But despite knowing all of that.

There was nothing in the world that could have prepared her for the state that her daughter was in, when they walked into the room. It was a cold comfort to realise that she was not the only one who was unprepared given the shocked gasp, and the strangled cry that had come from Cassandra.

The two of them instantly letting go to rush to their respective children. The doctor’s voice muted in the background until the man finally realized that he was intruding and left them alone.

With the doctor gone, Jane looked over at Cassandra and found the other woman looking at her as well. And then, after a silent nod of understanding, both their eyes glistening with unshed tears.

They went to sit next to their children.

It was only when Cassandra finally sat down beside her daughter that it hit her just how badly Emily was hurt. The doctor said that they had no idea when Emily and Derek could wake up. They were not quite calling it a coma yet but it was a very close thing.

And looking at the state of Emily with the bandages around her arm. As well as the bruises and scrapes on every single visible piece of skin. Jane had to admit that it was not such a bad thing for her daughter to be asleep for a little while. Every single part of her looked like it would hurt.

And no matter how much Jane wanted Emily to just open her eyes and reassure her that she was fine. She did not want that reassurance if it meant that it would cause Emily pain to be awake in that moment. So she just sat down, gently adjusting and readjusting, the blankets around Emily in an effort to keep her hands busy. And to stop herself from feeling useless.

As a mom she was a fixer.

If something was wrong, she stayed calm, cool, collected, and made sure to solve everything.

Mending things that seemed as though they would remain broken forever. Finding ways out of situations that should have been an eternal trap.

But this was not something that just being a mom could make go away.

"Oh, Emily," Jane found herself whispering. Unable to help but reach out and tuck a strand of hair gently behind her daughter’s ear. All that did was expose more bruises, and more wounds.

And just the sight of them made Jane want to cry, at the thought of how much her daughter must have suffered.

Glancing over at the bandage that concealed Emily’s bullet wound. Jane felt her sadness turn to rage. If it had been just an ordinary accident. It would have still felt awful, but the pain would have been bearable.

But to know that her daughter was in this state, all thanks to someone having attacked her. That made Jane livid.

It made her angry enough to finally address something that she had been carefully ignoring all the while.

"I think that the person who did this is the same one from 20 years ago," Jane said, not looking up from her daughter.

From Cassandra’s side there was a resigned sigh. But she did not try to argue Jane’s point.

Which was proof that the other woman had been thinking the same thing.

For 20 years, Jane had tried to convince herself that her husband had died in an accident. That there had been no foul play. No matter what the little bits of evidence that did not make sense had pointed to. She had looked the other way, her heart bleeding with each step that she had taken away from the truth.

But she had still taken all of them because she had been thinking of her daughter.

"We should not have ignored the issue twenty years ago," Cassandra said, and when Jane looked over she found the other woman gently running her hand over her son’s bruised cheek.

"Whoever killed our husbands came for our children now. We let the snake go once and it has come back to strike again. We cannot let things go this time," There was an absolute lack of emotion in Cassie’s tone. One that would have scared most people. But it made Jane relax, someone had her back.

It was as though she and Cassandra were sharing a brain. They had never outright acknowledged that it felt as though their husbands had been murdered. But now that they had, there was nothing for it. They had to see this thing to the end for the sake of their children.

If blood had to be spilt along the way, then so be it.

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