Contract And Marriage

Maximus

The nerve of this man was unbelievable, and it took everything in me to stop myself from hitting him. He would never take my wife from me, and from now on, I wouldn’t let him out of my sight. I needed to find out if he had anything to do with what happened to Sarina in Las Vegas because, looking at him now, I couldn’t see the man my wife once loved.

He looked and sounded different from how my in-laws knew him. All the good things they say about him now contradict his actions. I love my wife and she’s the best thing that happens to me, so there’s no way that I am going to let that bastard take her away from me.

The last three years were hell for me. I was living but I don’t feel alive at all. And I didn’t want to experience that ever again.

“If you have nothing good to say, you can leave now, Mr. Satudez.” We stared each other down, and I could see his jaw clench before he quickly hid his anger, as if he was holding himself back just like I was. It made me think that there was more to him than met the eye.

He left my office with anger, but I didn’t care anymore. I was more worried about my wife, who surely saw him differently now that she knew he was her first love. I was scared when I told her about him, thinking Sarina would feel the love she once had for that man.

I stayed in my seat for a while, thinking about protecting my family, especially Sarina, who was now pregnant. I was so happy now, and I didn’t want to believe that this happiness would once again come at the cost of losing the woman I loved. So I called Aries again.

“Sir.”

“Make sure someone keeps an eye on Mr. Satudez.”

“Are you sure, Sir?” he asked, confirming. I nodded and replied,

“He looks different. I know Sarina loved him, but he seems different from the man my wife thinks he is.”

“Why don’t we ask Ma’am’s bodyguard? I’m sure he can recommend someone.”

“That’s a good idea, thanks.” Aries left my office, and I called my wife’s bodyguard. He was surprised that Sarina hadn’t come to my office yet, so I quickly stood up, thinking she might have met with Jason.

I was right. I saw them together as soon as the elevator doors opened on the ground floor. Jason was trying to make Sarina remember their past, which only confused her, which wasn’t good for her.

The doctor had warned me to let her memories return naturally, especially since the good memories would return first. That was good because it would prepare her for the tragic or traumatic experiences she had been through.

But Jason wasn’t helping. I called security, and Jason got even more furious as they dragged him out, shouting, “You’re mine! You’re only mine, Sarina!”

I felt Sarina grab me tightly, and when I looked at her, her eyes were wide with fear. I hugged her tightly, pressing her face to my chest. Her body trembled, “My wife,” I called to her, feeling fear of my own. “My wife, please answer me.”

I looked at her, trying to see her face, to understand what was happening to her, but her eyes were closed.

“Sir,” it was Aries, and a few employees were watching us, which my assistant noticed, too. You can get back to your work.” With that, Sarina and I stood by the elevator as my assistant picked up the lunchbox my wife had brought.

“No… no… no…” my wife suddenly said.

Sarina suddenly became hysterical, so I quickly took her to my office. Once inside, I sat her on the couch and faced her, trying to calm her down. “My wife, please talk to me…” I said as I gently tried to make her look at me. Her doctor had told me that I needed to calm her down, and one way to do that was by letting her see the people she loved.

“No, no, no…” She pushed away my hands, which were gently wiping the tears from her cheeks.

“Shh.. shh. It’s me, my wife. I’m Maximus Lardizabal.”

“Maximus?” She paused, looking at me for a moment before she hugged me. I breathed a sigh of relief because she still knew who I was. She knew she was safe with me. After a few moments, I felt her calm down.

“Are you feeling a little better now?” I asked as I gently pulled her back but still held her shoulders. She nodded and smiled hesitantly. “Tell me what happened. Did Jason do something to you?”

“No, nothing.”

“Then why do you seem so scared?”

“I don’t know why I felt that way. I just suddenly felt it when” I looked at her intently, waiting for her to continue. But she just shook her head and gave me a sweet smile. Is she hiding something from me?

“You know you can tell me anything, right? Whatever it is, we will face it together.” I assured her. I wanted her to know I was her husband and was by her side no matter what.

“Nothing, really. I just suddenly felt that way. I remembered a dream, and maybe that’s why I got so scared.”

I just nodded before gently pulling her in for a hug and rubbing her back to calm her down further. She snuggled into me, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

I exhaled slowly to stop pushing her to tell me more because I knew it wouldn’t be good for her. It would be harder if my questions triggered her trauma. So, I’ll let her be until she’s ready to talk to me. Maybe what she saw in her dream isn’t clear yet, so she wants to keep it to herself. And since she needs me now, I’ll ensure she feels my support in every way.

We ate the lunch she brought, and her fear faded, making her relax again. Before she left the house, she happily told me about what had happened earlier in the morning.

I remembered to call her bodyguard, who was waiting for me, to inform him of her plans. Of course, my wife and I would go home later because she said I should work first since she was with me.

I followed her suggestion, and she even helped me. “Do you want to go back to work?” I asked.

“Is that okay with you?” she asked in return.

“I can provide for us, but if you’re not completely happy being at home and want to work without sacrificing quality time with me and Chase, why not?” I said, and I truly meant it.

“Thank you so much, my husband. But I prefer staying with our child, especially now that another one is coming. I’m okay with visiting you here at your office occasionally during working hours; at least you won’t miss me too much.”

“I prefer that too, my wife,” I admitted. I didn’t hide from her that I preferred her to stay at home because I didn’t want her to feel guilty either. We continued working, and even though she wanted me to keep working, I stopped around three in the afternoon.

“Why?” she asked curiously when I suddenly stood up from my seat and tidied up my desk.

“I want us to go shopping.”

“Shopping? What for? Chase and I already have so many things.”

“For our baby.” She stared at me in disbelief. “What? Don’t you want to?”

“I’m only in my first trimester, my husband.”

“So? We don’t know the baby’s gender yet. What if what we buy ends up being a waste?”Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

“I don’t care, my love. What’s important is that we shop. Besides, I’ve already thought about how to set up the nursery at home, and I also need to buy things to renovate it.”

She couldn’t do anything but agree and let me have my way. We shopped, and it was already evening by the time we got home, where our eldest, Chase, was happily waiting for us. This is the life I want, having a family. I’m just happy, so no matter what problems come to me or us, I know we’ll overcome them together.