Chased By My Demon CEO Chapter 365
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Fernando woke up when he felt a soft hand on his face. He slowly opened his eyes and was shocked when he saw that his wife was the owner of the soft hand leaning on his face. Fernando blinked his eyes repeatedly to make sure what he saw was really his wife's true form, not his hallucinations like what had occurred during these past ten months. His smile grew when he could see Viona's face again when he first opened his eyes like a year ago, when they were still lived together happily.
"If this is a dream, I am willing not to wake up again," Fernando said softly while trying to caress Viona's face with trembling hands. His cold hands managed to make Viona move. She seemed to be annoyed when a cold hand touched her face.
Fernando immediately pulled his hand when he saw Viona starting to wriggle and quickly closing his eyes again. Viona, who had returned to the orphanage when the sun began to appear on the eastern horizon, did not see Fernando in her bed. She fell fast asleep when her body touched the new mattress that Fernando had bought her.
"Aaaaaa ... .... you! How could you be in my room!!"
Viona's scream sounded so loud that it made Mrs. Agnes, who was making lunch on the first floor, immediately went up to Viona's room with Justin and Harry who were helping her. They Immediately reminded of the whereabouts of Fernando, who still hadn't woken up.
"You ... why are you in my room?!!" Viona snapped at Fernando, who was standing in the corner of her room near the cupboard, holding a pillow as a shield because Viona threw things at him.
"I slept here from last night, before you came, I already slept here," replied Fernando without guilt, while hiding behind the pillow.
"Liar!! You must have entered my room when I was sleeping soundly, right? You deliberately followed me and entered my room after I slept, right?!" Viona shouted again full of emotion.
"No ... you can just ask ..."
Clicked
Viona's room was open from outside and Mrs. Agnes with Justin and Harry entered.
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"Ma'am ... why is this person in my room? He's insolent, Ma'am. How dare he entered and infiltrated my room?" Viona said loudly as she ran towards Mrs. Agnes in front of the door.
"Why ... when are you coming home, child?" Asked Mrs. Agnes, shocked when she saw Viona in her room.
"I — I came home at half past six this morning and went straight to sleep and then when I woke up that insolent man was already in my room, Ma'am, he even slept in my bed too," Viona replied curtly, trying to ask for a defense from Mrs. Agnes.
Mrs. Agnes smiled at Viona's words. She gently grabbed Viona's face, which still looked very angry. Mrs. Agnes then asked Viona to leave her room, leaving Fernando with Justin and Harry. When they arrived on the first floor, Mrs. Agnes explained the details of the real incident where last night she was the one who allowed Fernando to sleep in Viona's room. Hearing what Mrs. Agnes said, Viona fell silent as she lowered her head. She felt ashamed that she had accused and cursed Fernando with those harsh words.
"So it's such a shame what happened, Mr. Fernando at first refused to sleep in your room, but because I forced him, he finally sleep in your room. I felt guilty because it caused a lot of trouble for the kind-hearted master, so when he wanted to return to the city, I forced the three of them to return to the orphanage. We must know how to repay them, my child," said Mrs. Agnes softly as she smoothed Viona's messy hair.
"But I don't like it when he sleeps in my room," Viona said softly.
"Yes, dear, I know, it's me who is at fault here. I don't know if you're going home, after all, this morning you didn't see him on the bed when you slept?" asked Mrs. Agnes curiously.
"Because I was tired, I immediately slept in my bed, without seeing that someone was in my bed," Viona replied briefly, hiding her embarrassment because she had blamed Fernando earlier.
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Mrs. Agnes smiled and held back her anger at Viona. She understood now why Mrs. Deborah could immediately love Viona now. The girl in front of her had a personality that was both attractive and adorable at the same time. When she was going to go up to the second floor to apologize to Fernando, according to Mrs. Agnes' advice, Viona's steps stopped when she saw Fernando had come down the stairs. He appeared to be wearing the same clothes again as when he came to Elora and carrying Adam's pajamas in his hand.
"Thank you for the hospitality last night, Ma'am, I owe you a lot, Ma'am," Fernando said softly sincerely.
"We are the ones who owe you a lot, sir, after all this is not a big thing, sir," said Mrs. Agnes kindly as she took Fernando's hand.
"Then if you'll excuse me, my helicopter has arrived to pick me up. I have to go back to Ontario, there are some things I have to take care of," said Fernando to Mrs. Agnes.
"Why do you want to go home this soon? Lunch has just been made, sir," said Mrs. Agnes in disappointment, because she had prepared a lot of food that she would serve to Fernando later.
Fernando smiled seeing the middle-aged woman in front of him sadly. He then grabbed Mrs. Agnes's hand and hugged her slowly while patting her back gently.
"I will come back to this place to see the progress of Mrs. Deborah after taking care of my son's murderer," said Fernando briefly as he let go of his hug to Mrs. Agnes.
"Your son's murderer!" shrieked Viona loudly.
A faint smile appeared on Fernando's face when he saw Viona's expression. He then handed Adam's pajama to Justin and slowly took his cell phone from inside his coat pocket.
"Five minutes ago, I got information from the person I asked to investigate the incident that night that my son's murderer was a doctor who worked in the same hospital as my wife, Miss Anji," Fernando said softly, showing a photo of Ammy to Viona.
"D-doctor A-ammy," Viona stammered, her eyes filled with tears when she saw that this beautiful doctor had brought the abortion drug that she bought from someone who found her the dangerous drug on the black market.
"Yes, she is ..."
Thump
Thump
Viona's heart raced very fast when she recalled the incident in the bathroom just before she felt a stomach ache very fierce. Her tears flowed instantly down her face.
"It is not not just Doctor Ammy," said Viona stammered, while grabbing Fernando's arm.
"What do you mean, Babe?" asked Fernando quickly, he did not realize that he had let slip a nickname to call Viona.
"There's another person who helped her that night. She distracted me in the toilet," said Viona, her voice was shaking as she held back her tears. Her chest felt very tight remembering the incident in the toilet that night.
"Tell me ... who helped that demonic woman, Vio?!" Fernando asked back while grabbing Viona's waist suddenly.
"She ... she is Nurse Lucia ... Nurse Lucia asked me to talk for a moment, before my bag fell to the floor where in the bag I had my nausea-retaining candy that I just bought at the pharmacy not far from the pier," Viona replied softly as she stuttered. .
"Nurse Lucia…"
"Catch her. Catch my son's murderer, Fernando… arrest ..."
Slam!
Viona couldn't finish her words because her body was limp and fell in Fernando's arms, who swiftly held Viona's body from falling to the floor.
"Anji ... what's wrong with you, child? What are the two of you talking about, sir? Didn't you say that you wanted to catch your son's murderer, sir, then why did my daughter say just now, asking you to catch her son's murderer? Actually, what happened here? I don't understand," asked Mrs. Agnes, confused.
"Viona is my wife, Ma'am ... the mother of my child who died ..."
to be continued
Nb. Don't forget to read my second novel ' I'LL Teach You, Marianne. Thank you
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