Filed to story: Loving You In My Final Days
“I… that… that dungeon… I was…”
“Mn… you made it out of that place on your own,” he replied. His hand moved towards her head and he gently patted her hair in comfort. “You’re amazing, Abigail.”
With just those words, Abi’s trembling lips and hand calmed down. The panic in her heart started to subside and her grip on him loosened up.
Alex moved and looked at her dumbstruck face.
“Everybody said no one had ever escaped from that place since it was built, but my na?ve little lamb actually made it out. I think I can’t underestimate you from now on.” He pinched her cheek as Abi looked at him in disbelief.
Abi couldn’t speak for a while as she simply stared at him until Alex pulled himself up and sat up.
“You have to eat now,” he said and without waiting for her response, the man carried her carefully in his arms. “I only have one servant here and she’s pretty old. She can’t even climb the stairs anymore so I have no choice but take you downstairs,” he added as he walked out of the room.
Abi now noticed that this room where she was seemed even older than her room in her house.
Wait… where were they? Were they inside that palace?
“Ah… Alex, where’s Kelly?!” Abi finally remembered her friend.
“Don’t worry about her. Kai’s looking after her. She’s back at the hotel where you two were staying at.”
“Does she know that I am here?”
“Yes. I told her I am taking you with me. You will stay with me until you get a little better and then we will go back home. She and Kai will fly back tonight.”
“She’s alright, right?”
“Yes. Nothing happened to her.”
As Alex carried her down the stairs, Abi realized that they were not inside a palace. It seemed like they were inside a much older but a little smaller version of his house back home. The house was not as extravagant as the mansion. Instead of being made of marble, it was made from bricks, like the old castles, but it was still well in a very good condition, considering it looked about centuries old.
“Where are we?”
“My house.”
Abi was surprised. So he had a house here, too. Could it be that his family was here? But the house was even quieter than his house back home!
Abi wanted to ask more questions but for some reason, she felt Alex’s mood was a little strange. He was answering her questions without beating around the bush, almost as if he was answering an interview, straightforwardly.
He wasn’t like this before. He used to tease her and smirk at her like a devil but now, he seemed to be suppressing something. She even noticed that he seemed to have to make an effort to control his voice. What’s going on? Was this just her imagination?
“Careful with your leg,” he told her as he put her down and helped her to her seat. The table in the dining room looked even more ancient than anything she had ever seen.
“Eat,” he ordered, as he scooped a spoonful of soup to feed her.
“I can do it my-“
Abi couldn’t continue what she wanted to say because of the sudden chill she felt from him. She finally realized what was wrong. This man was extremely angry and he had been trying very hard to suppress it or hide it from her. It was as if he was quietly raging.
Gazing at his serious face, Abi obediently opened her mouth and ate the food. The quietly sat there, with Alexander feeding her nonstop while Abi just obediently ate every morsel of food he gave her. Well, she was starving and needed to get back her strength so she had no complaints.
Once Abi’s somewhat awkward, serious and quiet yet fulfilling meal was over, she gazed intensely at the man before she asked.
“Alex… are you angry?”
Alexander, who was pouring her a glass of water, paused as soon as he heard her.
His gaze fell on her and then his unnatural calmness finally swayed. He put the glass of water before her, not averting his eyes off her.
“So what if I am? What are you gonna do about it? Huh? Abigail?” For the first time that day, his lips curved up.
Abi’s lips opened but no words came out from it. She moved and was about to stand up when Alex’s cold and stern voice halted her.
“Don’t you dare move. You hurt your leg.” His voice was as cold as steel. He wasn’t suppressing his anger anymore now that Abi had found out about it. His eyes were filled with cold fury.
“Are you angry with me?” Abi forced herself to ask. She couldn’t help but feel intimidated by the immense coldness in his eyes.
At that moment, Abi saw his jaws clench and then he closed his eyes.
“I don’t know,” he muttered. “Even though you’re here, alive and kicking, I’m still furious!” He ran his fingers through his hair as he threw back his head and stared up at the ceiling. “I thought I would calm down once you woke up but… I guess… I am really not capable of forgiving after all. Killing that conniving princess might be the only way for me to calm down,” he mumbled, causing Abi to stand suddenly.
Alexander moved like a lightning towards her and held her waist. “You… are you trying to fuel my rage? I told you to stay put!” His calm fa?ade finally broke apart completely. His voice was loud and unrestrained but Abi wasn’t concerned about his rage even though she felt chills run down her spine.
