I WILL TAKE CARE OF MY WIFE

Miguel paced the entrance of the ward so she could sleep when she heard her grunt from her sleep. He rushed to the ward and touched her forehead. 

Bella is having fever as her body temperature raised more than the normal temperature. 

"Bella are you fine?" He asked gently. 

She is finding it hard to open her eyes she grunted in pain, "Miguel, it hurts. My whole body is painful"

Miguel looked at her small face all scrunched up. She was as pale as a sheet of paper and her small and weak lips were shriveled together. Her appearance made his heart seize up.

He raised his head. "Don't you hear that? My wife said that she's in pain. Get the doctor to treat her quickly!" he snapped at the nurses on standby. 

When the nurses left to fetch the doctor, Miguel's gaze stayed on her face. She had opened her eyes now but didn't want him to see her on pain. 

When he saw her turning her head away, his eyes darkened and he blamed himself immediately. 

He used his large hand to turn her face towards him. As he pinched her delicate chin, his gaze was black. "Look at me Bella Trump. You won't die" 

She hummed, but she still could not bear the pain, "Did you think so?"

His gaze landed on her lips, which had dried and shriveled from the excessive loss of blood. Her lips were slightly parted, her breathing was heavy, and her brows had converged. He pinched her chin and turned his body to move closer to her before directly blocking her lips, which had been continuously opening and closing.

The pain in her body made her felt as if blood had suddenly rushed to her brain, turning it to complete chaos.

Miguel gulped and bent his head and gently, placed his lips on hers. 

He had kissed her.

And he was still kissing her.

He daringly pried her teeth open and almost raided her of all her air, not giving her any space to think at all.

Their tongues knocked against each other and his tongue wrapped around the tip of hers. With one forceful suck, all of her blood seemed to begin flowing backward and a feeling of numbness immediately spread across her entire body.

Bella's eyes widened. As she looked at his perfect face in such close proximity, a fragrance embraced her. It was tinged with the heat of ambiguity and it caused her to suddenly forget her pain.

Her fingers clutched his strong hand as the heat still in his palm traveled into her hand in threads.

She did not feel an ounce of pain again until the doctors came around to stitch her wound up.

Her scent was as sweet as Miguel could remember.

After he released her lips, the remnants of desire lingered between his teeth.

It might have been the earlier spike in adrenaline that had allowed Bella, who had lost an excessive amount of blood, to stay awake all this while. However, when the doctor stood up and said that he was done treating her, she laid down and fainted immediately like a broken string that was released.

When Bella woke up, she realized that there was an expanse of blue around her. There were various types of apparatus in operation.

She froze and struggled to get up only to pull her wound below that left her feeling a stabbing pain. However, she sensed that someone was still holding her hand.

It was only then that she saw Miguel laying by the bedside, fast asleep.

Her slight movement caused him to open his eyes instantly. 

"What happened?"

He looked at her with slight anxiousness. "Did you need anything, shall I call the doctor?"

He looked a little tired. Bella could not help but wonder if he had stayed here accompanying her for the entire night.

She chuckled, "I'm fine, I just woke.up"

Upon hearing this, Miguel rushed to stand up and lifted the blanket to check her wound.

It was still tightly bandaged and probably would not lead to any complications.

He let out a sigh of relief and frowned at her. "You should sleep more what if something happens to your wound?"

Miguel remembered vividly last night when she was still asleep , she mumbles from time to time and her groaning made him feel uneasy.

He could only hold her hand like this and stay beside her throughout the night. It was only when dawn approached that he succumbed to his tiredness by laying down and falling asleep.

Miguel thought of sleeping in the adjacent hospital room. But each time he moved, Bella would grunt a few times.

He hasn't called his grandpa to tell him what happened. But he had informed Ross to find out what happened and the mastermind behind it.

Fortunately, the doctor said that although a major artery had ruptured, the bleeding had stopped and she was going to heal with timely treatment.

However, a large amount of blood flowed from the major artery, so even though the bleeding stopped, there was still an excessive amount of blood loss, which caused her to feel very weak.

The doctor also said that it was highly dangerous for the major artery there to bleed. If not for the timely treatment, she would have likely died within a short amount of time.

Bella felt that she seemed to be in much better spirits as she looked around the luxurious VIP ward. If not for the excessive number of apparatus, it really looked nothing like a ward. She knew that she was probably alright now. At the same time that she heaved a sigh of relief, she suddenly remembered. "Oh no, what about the land papers that grandpa gave me? Have you called him?" 

Miguel looked at her, dumbfoundedly, wondering how she can still be worrying about Land papers when her life is at edge "Did you expect me to know where the papers are despite everything that happened?."

Bella gritted her teeth, "Must you always sound rude for a reason? Have you called grandpa?" 

"No!"

Bella was shocked. "No way!"

She had tossed the papers aside somewhere in her moment of anxiety. She wondered what Grandpa would think of her if he finds out.

Bella was livid as she lashed out to him, "How could this happen? It's such an important thing. Grandpa gave me thinking I would keep it safe"

Miguel gazed at her deeply. "Fine. If it was really so important, then why didn't you hug it tightly and huddle into a corner? You even tossed them aside and jumped on me."

He felt slightly apologetic towards her. He did not expect her to actually react that way.

Bella blinked. "I forgot what happened. Maybe I did it in a moment of impulse."

Miguel looked at her. "Anyways thank you for saving me, Don't do it again, it's very dangerous. I don't want to see your injured because of me"

Bella scoffed with a sly smile hooked at the edge of her lips, "As if I have the intention of saving you? Who says I will save you in the future? I can as well let you die."

"You can never change" Miguel shook his head.

The doctors came around again and have her tested, this time they said she is getting better and can't loose any blood. 

While they are still checking, Ross called to inform Miguel of the mastermind behind the accident.

With a bloodshot eyes he asked, "Who is it?" 

"Cartersville Trump!"

Miguel ended the call. His expression glum and fiery. 

He walked back to the ward. The doctor said that she could eat when she woke up, so he had already asked someone at home to make something for her in advance.

Now that she was awake, he called for someone to bring it over. However, she still wanted to move, so Miguel pressed her down. "I'll feed you. Just stay still."

Bella looked at him with surprise.