Unlucky Bride (The Poor Bride)

Chapter 09 ~ Allergies

Faylan opened both eyes, he vaguely saw the burly arms of a person curling over his chest. As his eyes were no longer blurry, Faylan was startled by the presence of a bare-chested man who hugged him so tightly.

"Ohhhh!" faylan shouted reflexively kicking the man to a terrible end on the floor.

"Akh!" the ringing man who owns the bass voice tells Faylan that what he is kicking is his own husband.

"Mr Son!" faylan hurried down from the bed. Faylan was surprised not to play when he saw the back of Allison's hand drain fresh blood from behind the bandage that covered the wound.

"Master, you're hurt!"

Faylan approached and intended to help Allison get up. But, Allison actually brushed off her tiny hand while yelling, "Side!"

Just an ordinary pat for Allison, but enough to make Faylan's body staggered and jolted to the edge of the bed, lucky Faylan was still fine and not bumped in the slightest.

While Allison got up on her own, then stepped resentfully out of the room leaving Faylan alone. Allison's rude attitude did not hurt Faylan at all, he actually felt guilty for hurting Allison.

"When was he hurt? Faylan was curious how Allison got the wound on the back of her hand. Wasn't a Prince guarded, how could he be injured? A wide variety of questions came to Faylan's mind.

Faylan came out of the room and looked for Allison. As Allison sat on the living room couch, a young doctor sewed her open wound. Faylan shuddered in horror at seeing it. Strange, when he himself was injured, Faylan was fine and did not feel horrified in the slightest. How can there be a feeling of horror and guilt when you see Allison hurt by it?

"I shouldn't have done that, no matter how much he was my husband. Let alone the body, even my life is his. But, it's her own fault why was she able to sleep in my room?" faylan muttered in self-defense.

"Forgot all that, all I have to think about now is how to apologize? I need him to investigate my father's death and find out Molina's whereabouts" Faylan continued.

Faylan smiled broadly at the thought of an idea. He quickly stepped into the kitchen as he planned to make coffee for Allison. Since Faylan never made coffee, this time he will do it as an apology.

"Can I help you, Miss?" ask the waiter politely and kindly.

"I just want to make coffee, Bik. I can do it myself."

"Alright, Miss. Call me when the lady needs something." - Faylan nodded her head in response.

"There's just regular coffee, I hope he likes it."

A special cup of coffee was ready, Faylan took it to the living room. From a distance Faylan could see Allison who was still sitting on the sofa and still bare-chested, Faylan was made nervous when he saw the large muscles that adorned Allison's burly body. Juan's doctor and assistant are no longer visible. Looks like Juan's assistant went to take the doctor out.

"Master," called Faylan in a very slow voice, but it was still heard by Allison's sharp ears.

Allison only stared at Faylan at a glance, then closed her documents on the table. "What?" short, solid, clear. Allison won, the sound of bass as deep as the ocean was very expensive. Even so, Faylan was a little relieved because Allison did not silence her.

"Please have a coffee, Mr. Son," Faylan placed a cup of coffee right in front of Allison who did not look at her at all.

Allison stared at the coffee for a long time, then grabbed it and immediately gulped it down. Faylan let out a sigh of relief, at least Allison did not do what her father once did, which was to splash warm coffee on her face.

"Although it's good to talk, but Mr. Son's temperament is not as bad as father's," he murmured softly.

Faylan reflexively shut her mouth in fear as Allison threw a sharp glare at him. "Sa-I didn't say anything, sir."

"Go!"

"Well," Faylan turned around quickly, not forgetting that he had also brought his empty cup.

***

That morning Faylan was ready for her school uniform. He went to school on a bicycle, while Allison had gone to the company first.

While on the way, Faylan stopped his bike because of an incoming call. Faylan frowned in surprise because the one who contacted him was Juan's assistant. Faylan picked it up immediately.

"Hallo, what's up, Juan's assistant?"

"What drink did Miss Fay give you?" ask Juan's assistant straight to the heart of the matter.

"Drinks?" Faylan suddenly nodded.

"Oh, this morning I gave Mr. Allison a coffee as an apology. But why do you ask?"

"Geez!" reply Juan's assistant frustrated.

"What happened, Juan's assistant?" asked Faylan with a face that was suddenly deathly pale.

"Mr Allison is caffeine allergic! From now on, you must remember that!"

"Where is Mr Son now?"

"Still on the road to the Oesterian hospital."

Faylan immediately disconnected the unilateral call, then drove the bike at high speed to catch up with Allison who had been taken to the hospital.

***

BRUK!

Faylan's body ends up on the hospital floor after being violently pushed by Diona, who is none other than Allison's grandmother.

"I guess you're a nice, innocent girl, as good and innocent as my son-in-law, Cleona. But, it seems I was wrong. Because of you, I almost lost my granddaughter!" snapped Diona who still looks young and strong despite entering the age of 60 years.

Faylan did not defend himself at all, he admitted his indiscretions. He should have asked before giving Allison a coffee. Hearing the queen Diona say Allison almost lost her life, Faylan felt increasingly guilty. In fact, he did not care about the blood flowing from his forehead due to being hit by the corner of the chair.

"Basic fucking carrier! Get the fuck out of here!" drive Diona out of anger. How not, the condition of his grandson was so bad that he had to be taken to the icu room.

"Let me meet and see Mr. Son, madam."

Although he was cursed by the grandmother of her own husband. But, Faylan did not grieve at all because the insults had become his daily food.

"Almost took my grandson's life and now you want to see him? Don't hope! Juan, drag this damn carrier out!"

"Good, madam."

Faylan is helpless when forced off by Juan's assistant. "I want to see Mr. Son. I have to apologize to him, I beg you to let me meet him, just for a moment" Faylan pleaded with Juan's assistant.

"Don't make things worse, miss. Big lady Diona is emotional, you better go home now. Mr. Allison's condition is better, he is out of the icu room" said Juan's assistant persuaded Faylan.

"really?"

"Of course, it's better now miss is home."

"Please convey my apology to Mr. Son."

"Okay, I'll tell you."

Faylan would not want to have to go home, because to school was useless, he was too late. Faylan would also not be able to study quietly before apologizing directly to Allison.

Faylan had no idea that Allison was allergic to caffeine. Allison also why immediately drink coffee made? "Actually what is your nature, Mr Son?" faylan muttered as he pedaled his bicycle towards the house.

Besides thinking hard about Allison. Faylan also thought and made some plans. Faylan plans to make her home an orphanage. That way, his sisters would live in a more decent place.

However, his good plan had to be destroyed when he saw the fire had destroyed his house, the residence of Plavius.

"Mother!"

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