《Loved By A Vampire King》Chapter 55 - I Don't Want You To See In Pain!
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The pain wasn't stopping instead it started getting more and more starting from his heart to his blood cells. His usual handsome face was changed into a nearly death one. His forehead was slowly covering in sweat drops as he remained frozen holding his breath. In his state of daze, he vaguely heard a girl's pleading voice begging him to speak, begging him to look at her eyes that he couldn't do.
The pain was gradually stopping him for breathing properly as he rolled on the floor enduring it.
On the contrary, Esme was left in panicked. She never realised that when she started crying nor did she looked back to her heart that was beating rapidly. No matter whatever happened between them, at that moment she just wanted to see him in peace. Perhaps she would forgive him too if he suddenly laughed and told that he was joking around.
But in reality, he was becoming pale more and more as each second passed by. On her panicked state, she didn't discover that Aaron's body was turning light green.
Esme lifted up his head on her lap and shouted towards the doorway,
" Jasper.. Jasper.. where are you? Athena... Queen Mother... Jasper... is anyone here?"
But unfortunately at the time, no one
was nearby the room. As Aaron was holding an important meeting with the prominents, the maids were all retreated themselves from nearby to avoid any disturbing.
Esme looked back at the sweating face on her lap anxiously.She patted his cheeks gently and pleaded,
" Aaron, please say something.. I'm getting scared.. please.."
Subconsciously hot teardrops fell on his face travelling down through his cheeks as his whole body responded a little by jolting lightly. His lightly green lips trembled a bit before parting it slowly whispering,
" Bottle... bottle... inside.. the drawer.."
Esme became alerted quickly. She leaned down her ear pressing into his lips to hear vividly. She vaguely heard his words and quickly got up before reaching for the drawer.
She went opposite to the desk before pulling out the drawers abruptly. Her hands were still shaking vigorously as she searched through the usual staffs abruptly.
She murmured madly throwing out whatever came across near her grips,
" Where... where.. oh god.. please help me find it.. shit.."
The paper sheets, some other usual belongings all were thrown in the floor harshly as her hands searched through the drawer. After a while, her gaze finally captured a brown bottle of liquid wrapping in a thick layer of cloth.
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She quickly unwrapped it and saw the word over it written in an bold unknown language. She didn't bother so much as she rushed towards the man on the floor. On her way, her feet hit the corner of the desk hardly that she screamed out in pain.
She didn't even take a look at her injured feet as she knelt down in front of the limb body. She opened the snicker and pressed it towards her nostrils to ensure the scent of medicine. Her whole body jolted at the rough scent of medicine and took it down towards his lips ensuring that it might be the medicine for his sickness as he mentioned.
Aaron wasn't in sense of mind that he could gulp it down on his own. Thus she pressed her palm under his head before helping him to drip down into his lips. Aaron cooperated with her and slowly gulped it down with his closed eyes.
Esme took away the bottle once he finished it and took back his head on her lap. Even though he had already taken the medicine, the extreme worrisome wasn't left her eyes. She kept staring at his face patiently waiting to notice a tiny development and contemplated on her mind.
She randomly blamed herself for punching into his chest earlier. Perhaps it might cause him to act up his sickness.
She couldn't help but curse herself again and again for being care less!
Soon after, she noticed the slight movement of his closing eyes struggling to open up as her heart formed with hopes. She kept her panicked gaze glued onto his face as she waited for his magnetic voice to be heard once again.
Soon after, her expectation finally turned into reality as she saw his eyes opening slightly.
As if she had regained her breathing, she let out a long sigh looking down. She mumbled abruptly,
" You.. you scared me.."
Aaron tried to look at her face clearly but his vision was still blurr and vague. He hardly spit out a word,
" Esme...."
Esme's heart skipped a beat at his calling. For the first time, she felt that his word contained emotion and fear for her as if he didn't expect her to be see here right beside him.
She replied abruptly,
" Yes.. here.. I'm here..Let me shift you on the couch."
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She held body tightly in her arms before lifting it up with all her strength. As Aaron was a little better than before, she didn't feel so much weight to hold him and gently plopped him down on the couch.
The soft couch was spacious enough to lie down thus Esme insisted him to keep lying down until he felt completely better. She pressed his head at the edge of the couch and went to take up his legs. After taking off the slippers, she sat down beside him staring at his flashed face blankly.
The man who was so domineering, cold, monster to her vision was now lying down pitifully nearly like a death body. Although she hated his unscrupulous attitude but now she wasn't feeling happy or satisfied at all inside her mind. The sight of his limb body was like a slow poison to her coursing through the whole body slowly leaving so much pain and scars.
They kept quite for some time as she never left his face. Soon after, his face gradually glowed up returning to his usual face as the breathing speed of him became normal.
He finally opened up his drowsy eyes staring direct at the girl right in front of him as her lips subconsciously formed into a relief smile.
He kept staring not uttering a word as if only seeing her face could give him inner peace. Esme leaned forward cautiously before speaking slowly,
" How are you feeling now? Should.. should I call everyone?"
Aaron still kept his eyes locked on her face scanning each corner of it even the dry shades of teardrop throughout her cheeks. Esme fell in daze after receiving his dense silence as her face scrunched up in tension.
She sighed anxiously intending to call everyone,
" I should.. call Jasper.. Perhaps you haven't recovered still now."
Just then, she intended to hual up, she felt a sharp pain on her wrist before falling down onto a firm chest.
She gasped in astonishment before looking down shocked. Her surprised eyes met his hazel gaze placing her hands both on his shoulders as she looked stupefied. Before she could complaint his action, her words were shot up by a heart throbbing line,
" Let me see you for a while, please. Don't move."
Esme's lips tightened together as warmness started coursing through her veins. She remained unmoved and stated through the depth of his eyes. She whispered softly,
" You.. you are still sick.. Can't you not play around now? "
Aaron smiled faintly,
" Why? You are worried about me? Shouldn't you feel happy that you can leave if I die? Then no one will bind you here."
Esme denied almost instantly,
" I am not happy. "
Aaron asked back whispering,
" Why? "
Esme replied rubbing her soft palm on his shoulder softly,
" I.. I don't want to see you in pain."
Suddenly her holding teardrops gathered up once again as she replied letting out a sobbing tone,
" It scared me so much, Aaron. I was feeling suffocated."
Aaron's face tensed up watching her tears as he suddenly felt lost. He just wanted to tease her a little but didn't expect that his sickness had given him so much frightened that she started shedding tears.
He quickly started consoling her like a child who had been crying,
" Hey.. hey.. don't cry.. see, I'm all right now."
Esme glared at him through her blurry eyes and burst into tears sniffing. Aaron cursed himself for scaring her off as he patted her back holding closer,
" How about I suck your blood to prove that I'm really alright now? "
Esme paused before hitting his shoulders angrily,
" You.. how dare you still play around with me? Aren't you afraid of death? I'm going to call Jasper to summon the healer now."
Aaron's expression turned dull immediately. No one should be known about his disease or else the enemies will try to seize the opportunity immediately.
Thus he came up with another plan as he told before crashing his lips into her,
" Let me heal myself then."
Esme was startled at his sudden kiss but gradually eased up sensing his spirit.She embraced his touch slowly engulfing into his unique fragrance as her whole body finally sobered up.
After successfully diverting her attention from calling out the healer, Aaron asked murmuring pressing his forehead onto her,
" Why are feeling so panicked? Esme.... do you love me now?"
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