Best Defense

Heart break's.

...Sean Danial Warner POV's....

I stepped inside my office with Dave following me from behind. We just finished a meeting that discussed the problems that occurred in the mall construction project. Some people are trying to play hide-and-seek with me. Smuggling a development budget to pay their pet girls while the wages I gave them were enough to hire even ten mistresses at a time.

I threw my tired body on the sofa while throwing the tablet in my hand at the table and closed my eyes. Lately my mood continued to deteriorate considering some of the problems that were plaguing me. Not only is the business of the company that is dying, my married life is also being threatened with destruction.

I no longer know how to deal with Franda's stubbornness that kept asking me to leave her. He hasn't changed his mind even though I've been cold to him for the last few weeks since our last fight. My heart broke every time I saw him struggling to do something with his weak body condition and I did not help him even from that day on. I was punishing him with my coldness because he doubted himself.

Franda, the woman I love and love so much is suffering because of her powerlessness in accepting reality. He was so tormented and desperate for a destiny that tried to destroy our married life. I wanted her to realize that I had never felt burdened by her present circumstances. My love won't be diminished even if she has to lie in bed forever.

My brain can't understand why he asked me to leave him. I know he loves me, whatever he does always implies how sincerely he loves me. Her gentle demeanor, her incredible passion, and the way she touched me showed her immense love for me. Even when he asked me to leave him. I know he did it purely out of love. But I can't take it. She's my wife, and she will remain my wife.

My eyes opened as my ears caught Dave's voice beating across me. Dave already knows all the problems that have befallen my household and not infrequently I ask his opinion to face Franda. He's much more experienced in women's affairs than I am who knows nothing.

"Bro, has your wife not softened yet?" tanyanya while folding legs. I nodded slowly and desperately.

After a while, I opened my mouth to talk to him. "What do I do, Dave? Franda was very persistent with her wishes." I asked while massaging the base of my nose. I really don't know what else to do. Franda's harsh attitude drove me almost mad when faced with her.

"Try talking to him again. Help him convince himself that everything will be fine. Franda is an amazing woman, Sean. He won't give up so easily if you can convince him." I got up and sat on the sofa while staring at the serious-looking Dave.

"You must know better what he went through before he accepted you. Her past life was too heavy, but she persisted until finally being able to escape the snares of bitterness that befell her. Franda still got up and managed to rearrange her heart when she was with you. She's tough, Sean. Your woman is tough."

"For God's sake, you even envy me for getting a woman as great as Franda. There's nothing happier than spending time with the right woman, and she's the right woman for you."

I'm still listening to every sentence Dave's not wrong in the least. Everything she said was true, Franda was an amazing woman and I was so lucky to get her. I looked at Dave for a moment and he realized I was asking him to continue.

"You know what, Sean? Any woman would be crazy about you. Your physique and life make them willing to slam into your arms without the need for you to seduce. But not with Franda. I'm sure you remember how long you waited until he finally accepted you. And right now, he's fighting the fear that you're gonna leave him. With her condition like this, Franda would definitely feel like she was just a burden to you."

"Company him, bro. comfort him. Show that you sincerely accept it as bad as the conditions. She didn't really want you to leave her, Franda just couldn't stand the reality that shook her life. Well, it's hard to anybody to think right when their life's suck."

I looked down helplessly at every thread that came out of my cousin's mouth and he made me realize that Franda's situation was indeed very difficult. Immediately guilt pierced my heart when I remembered my cold attitude towards him. Franda was in need of me and I was so the bastard had hurt her heart by ignoring her.

As fast as lightning I stood up, stepped closer to Dave and patted him on the shoulder several times. "Thank you, Dave!" I cried, then away from leaving him who was smiling. I could still hear her screams right before I left my room.

"Spirit, bro!"

Halfway through the elevator I stepped into the elevator. I can't wait to see Franda and apologize to her for my attitude. He doesn't deserve to be treated that way. The guilt in my heart grew even greater as my memory returned the moment I pushed her face and passed away leaving her, letting her feel the pain alone.

Not to mention when I chose to ignore her as she asked me to pick up something until I finally watched her move with great difficulty and grimaced in pain. Oh, my God, what have I done to her. Cursed be I who so wickedly treated him. I can only hope that he will forgive me after what I did to him.

I kept running after getting out of the elevator and straight into the room. As soon as the door opened, I found a sight that made my heart wretched. I really want to cry right now.

Franda, my frail and thinner wife, was standing half-down on the bed. His legs were trembling and his face was pale with sweaty patches while his left hand rested on the edge of the bed. He had not noticed my arrival because he was using earphones in his ears until I got closer.

He was so surprised to see me who was suddenly beside him and made him take a step back. Luckily I was able to hold her body just as she was about to fall. I could feel his trembling body as I carried him sitting on the bed.

For a while we were still silent. He looks nervous and scared of me. Her head was bowed while her hands squeezed the part of the dress that covered half her thighs tremblingly. Of course he was afraid to remember I had been rude to him and ignored him for weeks. Oh, my God, I'm a fucking asshole.

I was tormented to see him suffer like this. But what struck me the most was when her fragile heart kept rejecting me when I knew she needed me the most.

I got up and knelt in front of him. Both of my hands were raised to hold her cold hand. I shook for a moment because I saw her trembling knees. My head looked up to look at his face.

Franda said nothing. I don't need a response from him, but I need to make sure that nothing happens to him. My hand went down and grabbed his right leg, which was still wrapped in bandages. When I touched her feet, I heard her moaning. Then all of a sudden, I gently squeezed his thigh to make him calm down. "Is it still sick?" I asked, then raised my head and found him nodding. I exhaled heavily while closing my eyes.

I stood up and pulled his head up to my stomach. My heart ached and shattered into pieces upon hearing her heartbreaking cry the moment I hugged her. My hand rubbed his head and let him vent all the feelings he had been holding back all this time. I know he needs nothing but my understanding.

After a while, he calmed down and I opened my voice. "You're not alone, baby. I will always accompany you. Don't even think about throwing me out of your life again. I need you to be strong to face my hard and painful life while you need me to restore your confidence. Let me feel the incredible life with you like all this time. Please.share with me."