What is between us?

Sara POV

I'm thrilled that he agreed to join me for breakfast. I can now get a chance to ask him for permission to leave the house.

"Did you prepare all of this?" He turned to face me after taking a glance at the food that was on the table.

"Yes, don't you like it?" With eyes full of horror, I gazed at him.

I suspect that he wasn't at all interested in eating my hand-made food, given that he hasn't had any of my cooked meals for the past two months.

"No, it's not like that; in fact, I'm curious as to how you manage to prepare so many things quickly."

Was he complimenting my cooking abilities, or did he doubt them? I glanced at him, half-surprised, half-confusion.

Rather than questioning him, I silently placed food on his plate, even though I wanted to ask him why he hadn't eaten my cooked supper for the past two months.

"Sara, have you ever tried to become a doctor?" I could tell by the expression on his face that he was attempting to hide his smile.

"Yes, I have always wanted to become a doctor, but fate had other plans for me." I again remembered my difficult life story.

"I'm so glad you didn't go into medical professional." When he heard me, he burst out laughing.

"What's so funny about it?" I gave him a fierce glare.

Is he trying to make fun of me?

"Sara, hickey marks don't require bandages." When he noticed my irate expression, he held back his laughter.

"Aron, my only intention was to assist you." I bowed my head in embarrassment.

I can almost guarantee that he will be thinking about how stupid I am.

"It's okay; I appreciate your concern for me." His eyes conveyed a genuine sense of gratitude toward me.

I believe this is a suitable time to ask for permission to leave the house because he seems to be in a good mood.

"Aron, I want to meet my mom outside of this house." I wish I could tell him the truth, but I'm too scared to bring up Neil for some reason; I just don't want to risk losing him again. I refuse to put up with his quiet treatment any longer; his departure rocked me to my very core.

"Alright, Sara, in the evening I'll take you to see your mother."

"What?"

My eyes were wide open in shock. I wasn't prepared for this response from him. He had never shown such a keen interest in my life, so I'm not sure why he felt the need to intervene so quickly.

"Aron, I do not believe it is a wise decision to take you to the hospital, as my mother was unaware of your existence." I was nervously playing with my finger.

"Well, I guess you'll have to introduce me to her mom anyway."

I had never seen him look at me with such eagerness before, wondering why he wanted to see my mother.

"And what about you, I will tell to my mother?" I gave him an eyebrow lift.

"You could tell her that I am your husband."

"Husband?"

When did he consider me to be his wife? Did he even understand what a relationship and love were? How could he possibly comprehend the importance of marriage if he was incapable of showing respect for the feelings of others?

According to him, marriage is nothing more than the two parties' signatures on a marriage certificate. And by making me sign a contract, he turned our marriage into a business deal.

Even though he had ruined my life, I found it difficult to harbor hatred towards him. Whenever I witness his suffering, my heart empathizes with him, even though he doesn't express it to me.

He slept all night over my body, and I'm not sure why, but I felt his heavy weight all night long on my body. I felt as though a small child was sleeping across my body, as my hand began to caress his hair spontaneously while I listened to his snores.

I became addicted to sleeping in his proximity, so I didn't get much sleep over those two months. I had an odd sense of calm last night while I slept with him.

"Sara, get ready; I'll take you to the hospital in the evening." His voice cut through my inner monologue.

"No, I couldn't introduce you to my mother as my spouse because our marriage was based on a contract." I refused to introduce him to my mom.

"Sure, you can just tell her that we're friends."

"Friend? Since when have I told you that you are my friend?" I placed my hands under my chin and stared at him.

"Well, then, what are we if not friends?" He rose from his seat and came over to me.

"I am your sex toy." I bowed my head and slowly muttered.

"And for you, what am I?"

When I realized he was standing next to me, I held back from looking at his face.

Though I didn't know where he stood in my life either, these past two months have shown me that I like being around him.

"Sara, that's final; we are going to meet your mom in the evening." He cupped my face and forced me to look into his eyes.

When Aron comes to the hospital with me, how will I meet Neil?

"I have some other important work to do, Aron." My voice trailed off as I attempted to convey the truth to him.

"No problem; I have enough time to spend with you." He left the house after giving me a forehead kiss.

Every time he kissed my forehead, I shivered. I don't experience goosebumps when he kisses my lips, but whenever he kisses my forehead, I feel a strange sense of relief.

I don't know how I'll be able to meet Neil in person.

I also have to find out about those tablets. I am aware that he is withholding from me a crucial secret regarding those tablets.

When he realized I had opened the drawer, I noticed his terrified countenance. Why did he hide those tablets from me?

"It's urgent, Sara; please meet me today." I received Neil's message on my phone.

I'm not sure how I'm going to see him, but I texted him, asking to meet at the hospital, as I couldn't stand to see him in trouble.