Chapter 46: Chapter 46

I couldn't sleep peacefully in the hospital room. The smell of medicines had always been the thing I hated the most. And, now I did not move in the inpatient room.

After Jazzlin got shot, I could feel my heart stop beating. Everything seemed to stop in the blink of an eye. I was the one who shot her until she was unconscious in the grip of a damn monster that caused everything.

I was so worried that I wanted to run there, but heavy injuries all over my body held me back. I didn't realize it, my sight was shattered and my body fell.

Before I was completely unconscious, I just remembered her sad face... how she begged me to save her... but, I was the one who hurt her and letting her go in the hands of a cruel man like Haytham.

How could I do that? Yeah, I was caught up in the moment.

I got hurt when she hid such a big thing from me. It felt like she had killed me with this big secret. She also lied to me by saying she didn't know about the agreement letter between my father and her father, even though she was the cause of the letter.

I couldn't forgive her, but I could never stop loving her either. I realized it, I really fell in love with her deeply.

And it really hurts when my loved one broke the heart of mine that I had given all of it to her alone.

Jazzlin literally captured my heart then squeezed it into shreds.

Still her innocent and sweet face appeared in my mind. Worry invaded me every time I did something. My shot already hit her so bad, would Haytham take care of her properly?

I sent Ronald and Jake over there to get Jazzlin back but, I forced them to lie as if I didn't order them to do it.

And the cunning Moorah. That woman helped me and my men from the ties that tied us that night. I got away and chased Jazzlin, then took my gun. Unfortunately, it was all too late.

I was sure Jazzlin was so disappointed in me. Several times I tried to send spies to Haytham's mansion, all I found was the story of Haytham taking care of her so well and gently. One of my men said that they even looked like a happy family.

I really didn't expect it.

The reports pierced my chest, maybe Haytham gave her the comfort she never got from me.

They even took photos clandestinely. I stared at each of the photos before tearing them apart.

Jazzlin smiled, laughed, and even looked so much happier with him. All her fun wasn't me the cause but, Haytham.

Especially, the photo of Haytham carrying her. Bloody hell! They were like a couple just got married.

I thought it was Haytham's new trick to destroy me, but why should he pretend like that in his own mansion when no one could see it? He should have shown it in the public so I knew.

This really confused me.

Since I was treated in hospital, Moorah was there to help me. I knew what she had done was unforgivable. I had thrown and threatened her many times, but she still didn't want to go.

She helped me take care of my wounds and sometimes her face turned into Jazzlin's. I was missing her, her smell, her annoyance with me, and everything about her.

Then, I was stubborn enough and chose to run away from the hospital. I hated that place, because it also reminded me of my mother's departure.

At first I chose to spend my time outside to shake all my thoughts about her but still never could. Moorah came with me, making rumors about a realtionship between us.

Yeah, I let her to stay in my mansion. I was too fucked up that I didn't know what I was doing.

And, I'll let you guys know... handling reporters was more difficult than managing my business.

I got back again, taking care of all my business with a condition that hadn't really recovered. All meetings and events I let my men to attend, while I chose to spend time in Jazzlin's room.

The smell of her mattress made me feel close to her, and I believed she was still mine, my best friend, and also my first love since a long time ago.

When it was dark at night, I fell asleep there without realizing that every day her room was slowly became a place for me to rest.

Jake and Ronald gave me a message from Haytham. The unexpected thing also happened again, Haytham stopped all enmity between us and chose the path of peace.

This all shocked me further. A man as competitive as him couldn't just give up like that. There was a special reason behind this.

I was afraid Jazzlin's life was getting even more dangerous, and I was here unable to do anything.

"Jazzlin has gone shopping with Elsa." Ronald let me knew.

Yeah, I knew she was here and I was the one who ordered Jake to kidnap her secretly.

I didn't answer, I was still busy punching the heavy bag in front of me mercilessly. I let my recent emotions poured into my punches against these heavy bag.

"You have to stop. You haven't been out of this room since morning." I knew Ronald was worried about me, but I didn't like my men to be in control of my life.

"Shut the fuck up." I yelled before I choked him on neck, "You're nothing but cracker crumbs Ronald. So stop acting like my dad."

And yeah, about my father. He had explained everything, and it turned out that his memories were still normal. He remembered everything and explained everything in the clear chronology of it.

Maybe it was my fault from the start. He said he would tell me if I asked, but I never asked him about it even though I was curious and chose to investigate it on my own.

And he also asked me to forgive Jazzlin. I just found out that it happened when we were still in college. At that time, she was so fragile with the new problems of her life.

And here after knowing all about it, I was regretting for not being with her.

"I'm sorry." I snapped back from my thoughts. Ronald gripped tighten at my hand. He was trying so hard to let go my strangled at his neck.

I let him go before telling him to leave me alone.

I started throwing my next punches. I didn't notice a woman with her shorts and a red tank top walking towards me from behind.

She pulled me forcefully and then pushed me slowly until my back stucked to the boxing ring.

"Moorah, what are you doing!" I raised my voice just wanted to make sure she was afraid, but this woman was never scared even though I was angry. She even challenged me back. What a crazy woman!

"Sssstt." Her index finger landed right to my lips. I closed my mouth as I thought she was about to say something important.

"What the fuck do you want?" I was running out of patience. I could have pushed her, but my strength would definitely push her hard and hurt her more.

"I told you to shut your mouth." She whispered with her hands began to explore my bare chest. She brought her lips to my left ear then whispered again, "You're so hot."

I couldn't stay still, I wanted to push her away, but that woman was too good at reading thoughts and behavior that I would take afterward.

"You're ... wearing Jazzlin's favorite parfurm?" My anger started to heat up when I smelled her fragrance, "You messed up her room?" I asked again when she didn't answer.

Until the unexpected thing came across me. She smashed her lips right against mine then closed the distance between us.

My body was stiffen, when she continued to kiss me while my lips were petrified not moving at all. She forced me to open my mouth, but I didn't let her have it.

Until the sound of a woman's scream that I recognized making me return to my whole self.

"What the fuck?!" That was what I heard from her.

I had no choice, but to push Moorah this time. I knew she fell because my push was so hard, but I could careless.

I ran to reach the woman I love. Her eyes showed disappointment, pain, and what frightened me the most was that her gaze showed me how she was ready to completely disappear from my life.

She would leave me. No! Not again. She should know how I was feeling towards her. I should've told her how precious and important she was for me.

No! I wouldnt let it be too late like before. I swore I wouldn't let Haytham get close to her again. She would never be able to escape from my grasp again, no- never again.

I would explain everything, and I would make sure for her to know that I love her.

I fell too deep for her.

"Jazzlin!" This state was like deja vu, I ran after her with great fear that I would lose her forever.

Yes, like what had happened at the bar that night. However, this time the fear was even greater.