Never Gone (Health and Obsession)
Love me
A small and tiny hand rub made the man smile, occasionally he smelled the fragrant forehead of his baby.
"Now Axel is playing with Mommy" Richard said as he held the tiny baby and entered the house he bought before him.
He wanted to surprise his wife because now he brought their son, he knew she was constantly asking about their beloved son.
"Where's ainsley?" ask the guards who are in the house.
"In master's room," the bodyguard replied in a polite tone and gesture.
His face was still smiling while occasionally looking at his son's anxiety, he walked over and then opened his door.
"Ainsley's? Look I brought it in vain"
The deg!
His eyes rounded his wife's small body lying on the floor with the medicine he gave strewn beside her.
He immediately called his bodyguard to make some strapping men come immediately.
Baby Axel who heard the loud voice of the father was immediately shocked and cried, because the little boy was indeed sensitive to sound.
Richard immediately gave his son to carry one of the bodyguards who came and approached the wife.
"Ainsley's? Hey?" call her while embracing the weak body.
A pale face with the tip of a cold fingers he could feel.
He felt a slowing pulse and pulse so he gave CPR first for a few minutes and then immediately brought it.
He immediately rushed into his car while carrying the woman.
"Hold on for a little while," she said softly with a feeling of uneasiness that enveloped her.
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Hospitals.
The man took his wife to the same hospital as his son's hospice, he was riled up and agitated.
Plaque!
"You can't keep an eye on her?! Why did it come to that?!" her question was filled with rage after slapping one of her bodyguards.
"Excuse our negligence, sir," replied one of the bodyguards who did not do self-defense because he knew that doing it would only add to his anger.
Although in the house has many bodyguards but has their respective duties, and the one being angry at this time is a bodyguard who must be able to watch over the woman.
"From the doctor who was just inquiring, he said he drank 32 grains, you came back and drank the same amount!" richard said, telling the five guards to leave.
He knew that his punishment might lead to the life of his bodyguard, but he did not care at all.
To him they were just stupid bodyguards who couldn't look after his wife.
"Blog!" his decak was upset while waiting for the doctor to come out of his wife's examination.
2 Hours later.
A pale face with added white skin certainly makes the man feel something uncomfortable in his chest.
"What about him?" she asked softly without taking off her gaze at the woman lying on the bed.
"The opioids that enter in large quantities almost make the mistress have a heart attack because it suppresses neurologic, but because before the master gives CPR this can be repeated," said the white-haired man in a doctor's suit that was on top of the clothes he was wearing.
"But I strongly recommend that the lady stop taking the drug and undergo rehabilitation, because maybe the second will not be as lucky today," he continued.
"But it's okay now, right? Is there nothing to worry about anymore?" ask Richard again.
Dr. Marco exhaled softly, "This can only be ascertained if the madam is conscious, It needs to be understood when lack of oxygen because it cannot breathe of course the brain will be able to suffer damage, it needs to be understood, although I can say it is now handled but more can be assured if the mistress is conscious."
"When will he wake up?" ask Richard again.
"About two or three days after this maybe the mistress will come to her senses" replied dr. Marcos.
Richard nodded slowly, telling the old man to come out.
His body was placed on a guard bench next to the patient's bed.
The large and warm palm of the hand held the small, pale-looking hand.
"When have I brought Axel, but you're like this?" he asked while wiping and holding the woman's small hand.
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Two days later.
Richard sometimes also brought Baby Axel with him while accompanying his wife.
"You smiling? Even though your Mommy is sick," he said as he rubbed the round soft cheeks in his sling.
He smiled and moved his baby to one of the caregivers he had hired.
"Hey?" call him now only he and the woman who has not realized it are in the VVIP treatment room.
The hand that started to move with a shrunken forehead as well as eyes that slowly opened in line made the man instantly aghast.
"Ainsley's? Already conscious?" ask her when she sees the eyes that are still open in line.
"Axel.." he muttered softly with a completely inaudible voice.
I don't know what he feels right now but he still doesn't fully realize it.
Richard immediately pressed a button that made the doctors rush straight to his wife's nursery.
dr. Marco examined the woman's condition, her vital organs were still stable and no symptoms caused her to breathe freely.
"Maybe because the mistress is still not fully aware of the effects of drugs that are still not lost, but this is not something that needs to be worried, continue to invite the mistress to communicate" replied dr. Marcos.
Richard nodded and the doctors began to leave the room after the examination.
Richard was still watching and then started talking, whatever he saw, and talking about topics that women used to love.
Axel and Cake!
Those two things are topics that his wife likes, he is also not possible to talk about the former lover of the woman or her former 'Toy' before her.
"Where is axel?" asked Ainsley who began to respond even though he was still flat and looked empty.
"You wanna play with her? He's like he's missing you" Richard asked the woman, wiping her hair and head.
He replaced the hospital bed with a bed that he bought so that it was enough to hug his wife if there were some possible things like now.
"If for example I don't have an uncle looking for a new mother for Axel?" ask her a random question.
The woman's speech is still slurred and random because she is still under the influence of illegal drugs that damage her mind and physical.
"New mom? Where are you going? Hm?" richard asked as he stroked his wife's head.
There was no answer at all from Ainsley, just silent with his gaze still flat and empty.
"I want to go home" she said.
"Going home? Where's where?" asked Richard frowning, he did not know the meaning of the words of the woman, returning to the mansion or to where they were.
Ainsley was silent for a moment, "Do I have a home? I used to have a house, but is my house still there?"
The absurd question that made the man frown.
"Of course I have, my house is also your house," he said, who did not understand, even if he was not a rich man even though he knew the woman had a lot of money to buy a lot of houses.
"I'm afraid the house is empty, Uncle can change as it is now, if I'm thrown away where do I go? I don't have a house" she said.
The feeling of fear because the man's attitude that seemed to be paying less attention to him made all the negative assumptions come to him.
Maybe he wouldn't think so if anyone explained it but no one explained it to him.
"An empty house? What house do you mean not a building? But backrest?" asked the man while stopping his elusan and looking at the woman's face.
He began to realize that the 'House' he meant was not a building but a place to go home to share all the flavors.
"Do I deserve to be loved?" ainsley asked with her voice that still sounded weak and hoarse.
"Of course," Richard replied as he rubbed his woman's head again.
"But why am I afraid?" ask her again.
"Fear what?"
"If her love is over, I'm thrown out again" she replied.
"Ainsley's? I want to ask you something" Richard said, confirming his position.
Because at this time the condition of his wife is aware or not of course there are some answers that will be in accordance with the real heart.
"Do you love me? or Hate me, Maybe?" asked the man while waiting for the woman's answer.
"I don't hate uncle, not love but awe, I love uncle, but when uncle lies my admiration is gone" she replied to the question.
"When you know I'm lying to you and your admiration is gone, you hate me?" ask Richard again.
Ainsley shook his head softly, "I don't hate it either, it used to be good just like me just Sean was like Uncle, Uncle is like a fairy tale that I see."
"bulls? Prince? The king?" asked the man.
He could not read the childish thoughts of the woman he had made his wife.
"No, I have a father. I used to think he thought he had a father like this?" ainsley replied.
He can't think clearly, he just says everything he feels and thinks.
"Dad?" ask Richard again.
Adult attitude and attention and of course Ainsley who did not look at the man with feelings of love because he had a lover would make the child who never got the attention of his parents was lulled with such love.
The innocent girl who so craved for affection would easily get caught up with such attention.
Sincere or lying the girl will not distinguish her, for her all the same as her uncontaminated thoughts will be anything that everyone has the same sincere taste as her.
"Yes, Dad. I feel like I have a father, so I don't hate uncle but I used to be disappointed, I was angry" she replied.
"So, you still love him, now?" ask again while waiting for the woman's answer.
"I miss him, maybe I do." replied Ainsley.
"Why? And I can love you, why should you like her?! You have to remember you've got Axel!" richard was upset at the woman who was even half conscious.
"Sean was my first home, she used to be angry, often punished me but she didn't stay in me, I still have a house, I'm not alone" Ainsley replied.
"I'm your home now" said the man.
"But the uncle is like a fragile home" answered her, following her uneasiness.
"Why? On what basis do you think you say that?" asked Richard not to understand.
"My mysterious uncle, I don't know uncle, maybe uncle will change" replied Ainsley.
Every time he is conscious of course he can think the man who is with him has many secrets, secrets that seem to make a stranger who does not know anything.
"But I'm not leaving, nor am I going to change, so love me." said the man again.
