When I Left, He Found His Way Back-Chapter 63: I Am Dubious

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Chapter 63: I Am Dubious

"I had a soft spot for you, Kristen. I trusted and treated you like family. When my world crumbled, you were there to make me feel better, but now you hurt me like this?" I choked, tears teasing the back of my eyes as memories of the good times I shared with this man flooded my mind.

But I held tightly to my self-control, unwilling to break down. "I loved you like a brother, there was no day that passed where I thought ill of you. I cared about you. I gave you the benefit of the doubt many times. When you had an accident and supposedly lost your memories, I was there for you! I was willing to do anything, even being your fake wife just to make sure you’re well! While you, on the other hand, had been deceiving me all this while, with fake amnesia, fake care, fake everything!!" my eyes blurred, "What did I do to deserve this from you? How have I wronged you? If ever I did, shouldn’t you have spoken to me about it? How could you hurt me so?" ƒreewebɳovel.com

Kristen’s face contorted in anguish, his eyes welling up with tears, as his shaking hands reached towards my face. "Jessica–"

"Don’t touch me!" I yelled, swatting his hand away, as I soon realized that I was crying. "I trusted you! I trusted Hilda! I trusted Liam, and all of you...you..."

His hand dropped as he clenched it into a tight fist, his eyes pleading with me. "I would never hurt you, Jessica. I swear it. I love you so much that I’d never hurt you!"

My glare intensified, but deep down, I was doubting myself. Was I accusing him wrongly?

"Prove it by shedding that facade of a dementia patient! You’re driving me crazy by being so sneaky! You want to be with me, right? Then do so openly. Stop being a manipulative coward!"

His head dropped before I could catch that flickering look in his eyes. Silence filled the room, and it was so deafening that it sent goosebumps up my arms.

"Will you choose me over him if I do what you want?" His voice suddenly changed. Slowly raising his head to meet my gaze, he continued, "Will you love me like you love him, Jessica? Will you believe my words and... will you save me, Jessica?"

I felt suffocation building inside of me, as if air had been knocked out of me. And I couldn’t help but feel like I was staring into the eyes of a stranger. The intensity of his gaze made me shiver, and I took a step back, my heart racing. "K– Kristen, what’s going on?" I whispered, my voice barely audible. "Save you from what?"

But he just kept staring at me, his eyes burning with passion. "Answer me, Jessica," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "Will you choose me? Will you love me? Will you save me from myself? From the evil I am?"

I swallowed hard, but the lump at the back of my throat refused to budge. Wh– what was Kristen implying?

He closed the distance between us and I felt his touch - his fingers outlining the side of my face. My muscles tensed up, willing myself not to run from him. He was no longer exuding the air of the Kristen I knew - before or after his alleged dementia. This man in front of me was a stranger. A creepy stranger!

"You wanted to know the truth, you wanted me to stop pretending," he pulled his hand back and put a distance between us. "I’m ready to be what you want. I’m willing to tell you everything, but at a cost. Can you afford it?"

I stood frozen. My heart racing with fear and confusion. "What cost?"

...

It’s been hours since I stormed out on Kristen after ordering him to take his stuff and leave. I doubted he’d done that, and my doubts were confirmed when I walked into the kitchen, exhausted and emotionally drained, and found Kristen sitting calmly on dining table, his eyes fixed on me..

"I made dinner for...us."

My heart sank, and I felt a fresh wave of anger wash over me. "I thought I told you to leave," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

He smiled calmly but it only infuriated me and set my whole body ablaze with fury, "You can’t get rid of me that easily, Jessica," he whispered, "I’m not going anywhere."

"Good evening, Mrs. Spark–"

I sharply turned and yelled, "Shove that down your throat, go in there, pack your things and fuck off!"

Doctor Livia was stunned at my outburst. She’d never seen me this angry before. "Did I do anything to upset you, Miss Jessica? If I did, can you please forgive me? I–"

"Are you still standing there? Perhaps I should report your malpractice to the medical association!" I snapped, my anger boiling over.

Doctor Livia’s eyes widened in alarm, and she took a step back, her hands raised in a placating gesture. "Miss Jessica, please, I understand that you’re upset, but I assure you, I’ve done nothing but try to help Kristen with his...condition. I’m just trying to do my job." She glanced nervously at Kristen, who was still sitting calmly on the table, a small smile playing on his lips. "Perhaps I should just...go and...pack up my things," Doctor Livia stammered, backing away slowly.

I nodded curtly, still seething with anger. "Yes, do that. And don’t come back."

After she left to get her stuff, Kristen chuckled, "Why are you angry at the innocent? It was Liam who brought her here. Liam should be blamed, don’t you think so?"

"If you weren’t dubious enough to lie about your condition, he wouldn’t have done that. And for Livia to abet you in concealing your condition and lying to me, she deserve worse than getting thrown out."

Kristen’s chuckle died on his lips, and he regarded me with a death gaze. "You’re so quick to defend Liam, even when he don’t deserve it," he sneered. "Have you forgotten so quick what he did to you two years ago? He made you lose your–"

"Shut up! You have no right to say his name. Whatever he did, whatever he is, it’s not your place to judge him. He’s far better than you’ll ever be." I wondered how my brother would react if I told him about Kristen and what price he wanted me to pay for the reason he entered my life.

Kristen shrugged as his infuriating smile returned, and he leaned on the table, his eyes glinting with amusement. "But you’re right on one thing, Jessica. I am dubious. And I’ll stop at nothing to get what I want."

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