Dale’s Arrange Wife (ENGLISH VERSION)

“What are you doing here?” I pretended I am angry. But the truth is I am so damn happy to see her. I don’t know why she is here. My whole thought was that she had left with her stupid boyfriend.

“I was worried when you left.” My heart tickled. I just heard from her mouth that she was worried that she had lost all my annoyance. All the anger I felt towards her earlier disappeared.

“I am here. You can leave.” I took the water from the fridge and got a glass. I just drank and when I finished I didn’t pay attention to her. I was about to leave when she suddenly spoke.

“I am sorry for what I reacted to earlier.” I stopped walking but didn’t face it. “I know I shouldn’t have reacted that way. I just couldn’t control myself.”

“You have all the right to get scared of me. You don’t remember me, so that means you don’t know me. I am here so stop worrying and leave. Or you want me to drop you?”

“Hubby.”

“Better to call your boyfriend. I am drunk and I can drive.” And I left her.

I don’t expect her to follow. I will only get hurt if I do that. I entered the room and got dressed right after me when the door suddenly opened. Lauren came in with a tray.

“What else are you doing here?” I asked when I saw her.

“I brought you food. This is what you cooked earlier and I also cooked soup.” She put the tray on the bed and faced me.

“I don’t want to eat. I want to sleep.” I turned to go to bed. But I was shocked when she hugged me from behind. My heart beat faster and I admit that I was very excited about her hug even though I had only been away from her for a few days.

“I’m sorry.” I didn’t answer and just let her. “I shouldn’t have doubted you. For the month that we have been together, even though I don’t remember you, I know that you are kind. You showed me respect and there is no reason for me to doubt you.”

I remain quiet. But deep inside, behind my mind, I am so fucking happy. I thought she was really afraid of me. I really thought she was going to leave me.

“I’m sorry.” I heard her soft so I turned around to face her.

“Hey, why are you crying?”

“I don’t want you to get mad at me. I don’t know, but I am hurting thinking that you’re angry at me. Even if I don’t remember you, I know I’m hurt when we’re not ok. I’m sorry hubby.” And she hugged me tightly.

Oh, fuck! My heart wants to explode in happiness.

I hold her chin and lift her. I smile at her while she continues to cry. I wiped her tears. I hate to see her cry. I feel double when she is hurt.

“Stop crying.” But she didn’t listen and sobbed. “Hey, stop crying.”

“You’re mad.” I sigh and calm down. Just like the old times. It always calms me down when I see her cry.

“Not anymore,” I said.

“You’re still mad.”

“Promise no.” She looked at me and pouted then hugged me. She leaned her head on my shoulder and sobbed softly.

“Sorry, hubby. Sorry if I judge you. I shouldn’t have done that. I should be the one who understands you. The one that will stay with you because I am your wife. You should sympathize with me.”

“I understand, you forget me so you have all the rights.”

“No, in the short time I was with you, I know how thoughtful you are. You’re taking care of an animal and you can’t hurt it, what more in a human being.”

I caress her hair and smell. This is the comfort that I need. I felt like I lost everything I was carrying while hugging her. My earlier annoyance disappeared and was replaced by joy. I hope we are always like this. I am hoping that her memory has returned.

It seems like a while ago it was ok for me not to get together because I don’t want her to get hurt. But now that she’s here and she chose to stay with me. She chose me over that ass. I will do everything to protect her. And no one can hurt her without going through me.

“Hubby.”

“Hmm?”

“The food is getting colder, should I heat it up?”

“I’m just going to eat in the kitchen, can you just join me?” She nods and takes the tray. “Let me.”

“No, it’s me, hubby. Please open the door.” I opened the door and we went to the kitchen.

While I was sitting I was looking at what she was doing. This is what we always do. We were like this before she lost her memory. She always takes care of me.

I enjoyed eating while being served by my wife. I know for sure that even if she doesn’t remember me, she still has feelings for me. Dylan’s one told me that it’s not the mind or the eyes that make love, but the heart. So if a person loves you from the bottom of her heart, she or he will never forget you.

Even though her stupid bf said that Lauren should leave me, I still don’t believe it. My wife’s actions speak a lot. She doesn’t remember me but it’s undeniable from her actions that I’m important to her. It’s evidence that she never left and waited for me to come home.

When I finished eating she cleaned the mess. I presented to help her but she just told me to go inside first. But because I like to see her I waited for her. When she was done we entered the room together.

But I was surprised again when she suddenly hugged me. I slowly faced her when she suddenly buried her head in my chest.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“I still feel guilty for what I did earlier.”

“Don’t mind it, I’m ok. I’m not angry anymore. Especially you didn’t leave. It means that you trusted me.”

“Really sorry.”

“I forgive you.”

“Hubby.”

“Hmph.”

“About you and aunt Mona, is what happened then true?” I tighten my jaws. That ass really pissed me off. What happened then was really told by a fool. He would absolutely do anything to get Lauren from me. “Don’t worry hubby, I won’t judge you.”

“Yes, that’s true. It’s a long story but one thing is for sure, I can’t hurt her. We’re friends and we’re ok. What happened before is a part of our past.”

“I believe you.”

“You are?” But instead of answering me, she nods. “Really?”

“Yes, I will believe you, hubby.” I was shocked when she kissed me on the lips. I was surprised so I didn’t move. But she repeated and then let go and walked.

“Why did you do that?” I asked but she just laughed. “Hey!”

“What?”

“Why did you kiss me?”

“Why? You told me that we kiss.” She goes to the walk-in closet and closes the door, and when she opens it she already wears a hello kitty pajama and walks through the bed. I followed her and lay down next to her. I hug her using one hand.

“Can I kiss you again?” I ask. She pouted her lips so I kiss her. “Can I have it again?” And she pouted again. “Can I—-”

“Enough, tomorrow.”

“But—-”

“Shh!” But I didn’t listen, instead, I kissed her.

“Good night, wife.”

“Good night, hubby, but first brush your teeth first before you sleep.” And she kissed me then veiled.

Lauren was about to sleep when her phone rang. She removed the blanket then fumbled for the cell phone and answered. Her forehead furrowed when she saw who called. She looked at me before answering the call.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“Yes?” She answered with a frown. “What?!” Her voice raised and quickly stood up. “Ok-ok, you can send someone here. I will go to him.” And she dropped the call.

“What happened?”

“Hendrick was taken to the hospital.”

“Huh?”

“His house was entered. Fortunately, he was not injured, but he had a stab wound in his hand, so he was taken to the hospital. Someone wants to kill him, hubby.”