Repeating Time For The Perfect Revenge
Chapter 11's
I woke up with the back of my head feeling so painful and feeling so thirsty. The back of my head was covered with gauze and plaster.
Kuraba's part of my chest, right where the first two bullets were lodged in my life. It didn't hurt, but I remember how the pain was when my chest was shot by the person I trusted the most.
“You're up?”
I looked at my father who looked relieved.
“Wait a minute, dad will call the doctor first.”
The man left me and walked out of the room where I was being treated.
***
“The situation is stable enough. But we still have to check it out for the next few days.”
After saying that, the doctor passed. He came out of the room where I was being treated.
I looked at my father who looked tired. I don't know how long I've been unconscious, but it seems my father has been by my side for that long.
I knew very clearly that he loved me very much, even though he hurt me as soon as I refused an arranged marriage with Timothee because it was related to his business. Maybe there's something I don't know about my father's current company.
“Haus.”
My father swiftly pulled out the mineral water from the plastic bag, opened it and pointed it over my mouth.
“Pelan-pelan.”
He helped me to drink by holding my back.
***
“Dad,” call me.
As long as I was treated, he kept me in the hospital. He even brought along his clothes and some toiletries so that he could take a shower and change clothes in the bathroom in the room where I was treated at this time.
“Ya?”
“Lucy with her mother how?”
My father was silent for a moment. I'm a little worried that he'll forgive them anyway, let alone that he and Lucy's mother are still in a marriage bind.
“You don't have to worry,” he said as he rubbed the top of my head.
He stared at the back of my bandaged head.
“Dad kicked them both out of our homes. They don't deserve to stay with us after hurting you like this.”
The middle-aged man I always relied on let out a rough sigh, then massaged the base of his nose.
“Dad can't imagine what would happen if dad wasn't there. In front of dad alone they dare to hurt you to this extent. What if dad's not around? Maybe they'll kill you.”
‘They have indeed killed me, father,’ my inner self.
Geck... Geck... Geck...
The sound of knocking from the direction of the door messed up the sad atmosphere in this room.
My father stepped towards the door to open the door and find out who was behind the door at the moment.
“Good day, Mr. Anderson.”
I took a rough breath when I saw Timothee appear with a beautiful flower.
“Good day. Let's go in.”
The atmosphere that had felt sad, now feels better with the presence of Timothee. But I did not feel better with the presence of the man. I hateit.
“Dad stay a while, yes.” My father rubbed my head back.
“Dad has a short business. Timothee, I'll leave Alicia for a minute.”
“Iya.”
I looked at my father's back who walked away from me and disappeared behind the door.
Someone came up from behind the door the moment my father came out. I was quite surprised to learn that Timothee did not come alone.
I'm nodding. Of course I know him. I know that arrogant person very well.
“He's my brother, Alexander. He's a lecturer at your campus.”
The man just stared straight at me. There was no friendly smile on his face. I even suspected he was coming here to get me into a fight.
“How are you doing?”
I don't know what question Timothee asked was just stale or curious. I knew clearly that the man had never liked my engagement to him, but he always acted as if he liked it.
“It's better.”
“I'm sorry about your current situation. I didn't expect Lucy and her mother to be this long with you.”
Nausea filled my stomach as soon as I heard every piece of crap coming out of the man's mouth. None of his words touched me, I hated him even more because I knew it was all about pretending.
“This, I just bought this on the way here.”
He handed over the bouquet of flowers he had brought into the room.
“Thank you,” I said as I received the bouquet of flowers.
“Long right?”
“Iya very beautiful.”
I tried as much as I could to smile in front of him, pretending to be in front of him, just as he had always pretended to be in front of me all this time.
‘Unfortunately this bouquet of flowers was brought by a disgusting creature like you, its beauty is greatly reduced. I even want to throw it away immediately, my inner’.
All the curses kept reverberating in my mind. There was nothing I dared to get out of my mouth. The consequences if I mention him here are too great.
I just came to my senses after my backside head hit and got hurt. I won't be able to hold it if I have to be slapped hard after this.
“You've eaten?” ask again.
I'm shaking. I haven't filled my stomach since.
“Surely he can already eat?”
Alexander's baritone voice sounded for the first time inside this room. The man had only been silent from earlier and had only spoken now.
“True too. I'll go ask the doctor first. Brother wait here for a moment. Please take care of Alicia as long as I'm gone.”
Timothee walked out leaving me and Alexander both in this room. It seems that his relationship with Alexander is much better than I thought.
But of course it will not deceive me who has known the man for a long time. I knew clearly how unhappy he was with Alexander and about the inferior complex he felt towards Alexander.
“You can already breathe a sigh of relief now.”
“Means?” I looked in wonder at Alexander.
I was confused by that man.
“I know you don't like Timothee.”
His words made me pause for a moment. I looked down at my finger, then smiled.
“What is the importance of my feelings? After all this is a business matchmaking, my feelings are not important.”
“You still take it for granted even if you don't like it?”
He looked at me astonished and annoyed. I'm also amazed at his behavior at the moment. I thought he was quiet enough. He's talking more to me now that Timothee's out.
“What if not Timothee?”
“Means?”
I was confused by the direction of the man's conversation. He didn't seem to like my match with Alexander. I suspect he hated me from the beginning.
“What if it's not Timothee?” ask again.
I was still silent and confused by the man's current behavior.
What if I choose to be betrothed to you? Will you still accept it?”
