From Neglected Wife to CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 29

As soon as we got to the hospital, Remy jumped out of the car before anyone else. He slammed the door so hard it rattled, then stormed ahead without looking back. In the ER, he raised his voice, practically barking at the staff as he demanded to know where the doctor was. The whole emergency room went silent, every eye turning to us.

I’d known Remy for six years—one year dating, five years married. Through it all, he was always gentle, always in control. No matter what life threw at us, he never lost his cool. Not until tonight.

The cut on my forehead wasn’t big, just a broken blood vessel that bled a lot more than it should have.

While the doctor cleaned and bandaged my wound, Remy stood off to the side, his face thunderous. He didn’t say a word, but he didn’t miss a thing the doctor told me.

Mike went to pick up my prescriptions, and then drove us home in silence.

The house was quiet when we walked in, the living room light still burning like we’d never left. Pieces of a shattered ornament littered the floor. Something shiny caught my eye by the wall—it was Julia’s earring. There was a weird, cloudy puddle in front of the couch, and the smell was awful.

Near the aquarium, dried blood stained the floor. The dark, purplish blotches looked almost like some strange, poisonous flower blooming in the night.

I was too tired to care what the house looked like anymore. I went straight to the bedroom, washed up quickly, changed into fresh clothes, and collapsed onto the bed.

My ankle, twisted for the second time, was so swollen it throbbed with every heartbeat. The cut on my forehead wasn’t deep, but I’d lost enough blood to make my head spin and my vision blur.

I tried to sleep, but it was no use.

My mind kept replaying the rooftop and that kiss—over and over, like a movie I couldn’t turn off.

The sadness was overwhelming. I just lay there, completely drained and miserable, but my eyes stayed dry. No tears would come.

Lying in the dark, I whispered for my mom.

Right then, all I wanted was for her to be beside me. She wouldn’t even have to say anything. If she would just hold me, that would be enough.

But my mom was gone. The only person in the world who ever loved me without conditions, who gave me all her warmth, wasn’t here anymore.

Thinking about her, the tears finally came. Through the blur, I almost felt like I could see her, hovering nearby, watching me with that endless, gentle love.

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