Chapter 98
When Leon finished his sentence, I saw tears welling up in Francesca's eyes. She looked like she was struggling to
find comfort after getting hurt. All of a sudden, she pressed her lips firmly together, as if she had just come to some
sort of decision. I didn't want to continue questioning Leon, but he wouldn't stop talking. "We have to return Quinn
what we owe her, Renee."
"What about whatever you owe Francesca?" I asked calmly.
He was silent for a moment. "That's none of your business," he uttered in an agitated voice. I seemed to have hit a
nerve in him, for he ended the call right after that. "I'm sorry. I'll talk to him," I told Francesca while putting my
phone away.
"It's fine. I'll handle this on my own. I'll reject him!" she uttered in a determined voice. "I don't have any sort of
relationship with Quinn, so there's no reason for me to donate a kidney to a stranger. I'm not that selfless. If
anything, I'm more selfish than I thought I was," she uttered. I didn't know how true her last sentence was.
However, she did seem like a changed person. She no longer appeared as hesitant and weak as before.
Francesca sent me to the front door of the Norman Residence. I got out of the car and watched as she drove off
before I turned to walk into the house. I saw a man behind me the moment I turned around. I wasn't too shocked
since I already knew that he'd be there. I intended to hide from him at first, but I figured that hiding would make me
seem like I was guilty of something. I had no reason to fear him, and I felt like it'd be better to just come face-to-
face with him.
I didn't feel like talking to him, so I tried to walk past him to go into the house. "Can we talk?" he uttered while
grabbing onto my wrist. "Who are you to ask me that?" I shot him a side glare. Who are you to expect me to waste
my time on you? I wanted to order him to let go of me, but he suddenly tugged me close before lifting me into his
arms and carrying me away from the house. He brought me into a car.
I thrashed my limbs around in an attempt to get out of the car, but Nicholas suddenly pulled my skirt up before
speaking in a playful yet threatening tone. "Would you rather go in like a complete mess and have Clair see your
panties, or would you rather stay with me and…" Nicholas paused for a moment before he continued in a more
dejected voice. "I just wanted to chat. I want to know how you have been recently. I'm worried about your health,"
he said.
My skirt had been pulled up, revealing large parts of my skin. I glared at the man angrily. "What has my body got to
do with you? What are we to each other now, Nicholas? Who are you to touch me like that? Hurry up and give me a
change of clothes to put on and let me go. Otherwise, I'll really cut all ties from you," I ordered.
"We've practically cut all ties now. Do you think I care? Let me take you somewhere, Ree," he said. He was afraid
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthat I would run away, so he took off his leather belt and tied it around my wrist. Then, he got into the driver's seat
and drove away from the Norman Residence. Nicholas was literally kidnapping me and forcefully taking me away at
this point. I had no choice but to allow him to bring me to a villa that was situated by the beachside.
Once we got there, Nicholas stopped the car by the roadside. Then, he came over to carry me into the villa.
However, he quickly realized that my dress was wet. "Why is it wet?" he asked with a frown. I turned my head
around to show that I was ignoring his question, and he simply carried me bridal style into the villa. Then, he got me
changed into one of his shirts.
Nicholas' actions were gentle, as if I were some precious item that he had to protect. The nicer he was, the angrier
I felt. After he got me changed, he held me in his arms before letting out a sigh. "It's been so long since I last
smelled your scent! I've missed you so much in the past two months, Ree. I nearly lost my mind from missing you
too much!"
"Let go of me!" I hissed through gritted teeth. "Let me explain, Ree," he uttered. The skies were dark outside, and
all of the lights in the villa were turned off. I couldn't see his expression, and I got tired of wrestling him as he held
me in his arms. I knew I couldn't escape his grip, anyway. I felt emotionally drained at this point, so I simply spoke to
him in a calm voice. "What do you want to explain? Do you want to claim that you got married to Alice only because
you had a deal with Quinn to keep me alive? What did I tell you previously? I don't want Quinn to save me! I'd rather
die than have her save me! Yet, you secretly hosted a wedding with Alice without me knowing… Why should I listen
to your explanation right now, Nicholas?"
"Ree…" he mumbled as he tightened his hug around me. I pinched onto his arm before reminding him in an icy
tone, "I'm infertile!"
"Renee!" Nicholas growled. "I don’t want you to say that about yourself… I'm sorry. I just wanted to chase you away
that night," he said. Did he just say that he wanted to chase me away?! I couldn't handle the look on Nicholas' face
every time he made a mistake and tried to apologize for his wrongdoings. "If you want to chase me away, then stop
clinging to me right now!" I hissed as I tried to push him off of me.
My eyes were filled with fury as I glared at him. "But I'm worried about you." A look flashed across his eyes as he
tilted his head to look at me. "What's there to be worried about? I can assure you that I'm completely healthy apart
from my infertility issue!" I uttered in the most sarcastic tone I could manage.
"Stop holding this against me," he said before pausing. "I feel really bad, Ree." He stood up and held onto my wrists,
but I immediately flung his hands away before spitting at him. "Stop acting all weak and hurt! Do you think I haven't
been feeling bad in the past two months? Do you think I would agree to receive Quinn's treatment?" I asked him
with a conflicted look on my face.
"I know you wouldn't, but I had a way to force you to do it." His shirt was crumpled from all my shoving, and he shut
his eyes before he continued speaking. "I would go to the extent of knocking you out if that would allow me to force
you to take the medication!"
"F*ck off!" I raised my leg to kick him. My temper was horrible, especially when I thought about what happened in
the church about two months ago. I couldn't forgive Nicholas whenever I replayed that scene in my head.
He comes running to me, and he explains himself after every single mistake he makes, expecting me to forgive him
despite all of his shortcomings. Who does he think he is? Why should I forgive him? No. I won't! I won't forgive him
for the rest of my life, even if I still love him. Nicholas didn't dodge my kick, but I slipped and landed on the ground
after kicking his body. He bent down to carry me up as he whispered into my ear, "We love each other, Ree… If that
weren't the case, why did you choose me over Christopher?"
Although we were in the midst of summer, I felt chills all over me as I gazed at the man before my eyes. "You're
right to think that I love you. I've even chosen to forgive you multiple times now. But do you think I'm capable of
doing that for the rest of my life? I've been with you for three years, Nicholas. What good have you done for me in
the past three years? Nothing!" I hissed.
All that he gave me in the past three years was pain and agony. He was the one who caused my cancer. He was the
reason I was infertile! The scar on my face… He and Maria were the ones who left it there. I felt utterly horrible.
"You complain that I'm infertile, but who was the cause of my infertility?" I emphasized every syllable as I spoke.
Nicholas felt extremely sorry, and he hugged me tightly. Right then, I felt some warm liquid trickling down my neck,
and its warmth seemed to make my insides burn. Is he crying? That was the first time I had seen Nicholas cry.
Even when May described the way he had bawled his eyes out in front of my tombstone, I still couldn't picture how
the man looked when he was crying.
He seemed to be calming me down as his palm stroked my back in an inconsistent rhythm. I was too dazed to
respond as I listened to his hoarse voice ringing in my ear. "You were vomiting blood during those two days, Ree.
You were so weak, and all you did was sleep while I was at your house. I knew that you couldn't hang on for much
longer, and I was terrified that you would leave me. I didn't care if you would hate me—what mattered was that I
kept you alive! I thought that I could bear the hatred you would feel for me, but when Shawn appeared in the heavy
rain and brought you away without saying a single thing…"
Nicholas let go of me and stared at me with his tear-stained face. His voice sounded oddly rough as he spoke. "He's
such a powerful and outstanding man. I was terrified. I panicked. I was afraid that both of you… Ree, I brought
Quinn along to Eldham that night itself, but you were in the operation theater. The man leaned against the wall
without saying a single thing as he glared at me. His gaze seemed to be saying that I had trespassed his property,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbut how would I dare to do such a thing? How was that even trespassing? You belonged to me. He was the
outsider!"
Nicholas' face was pale and weak—he looked as if he had just suffered a huge blow of shock. "He didn't allow Quinn
to save you, and he said that these were your orders. I asked him if he was going to insist on following your orders
even if you were about to die."
I could already imagine the icy look on Shawn's face when he responded to this question. He probably said nothing
more than that one word—yeah. That was how distant and cold he was. Even though that was what I assumed,
Nicholas' statement proved me wrong. "Shawn said that you wouldn't die, but I didn't know where he got that
confidence from! Fortunately, you did manage to survive even without Quinn's medication. So, Shawn managed to
fulfill a promise that I hadn't been able to. I guess that's good. At least you're alive now! At least you're alive…"
Nicholas continued to mumble to himself for a while.
Although I hated and resented him, I still felt bad when I saw him acting like this—he was a man I had once loved
deeply, after all. I had given up on my nine years of beliefs for the sake of this man. I felt extremely sad at that
thought, but I knew that I still couldn't forgive Nicholas then. I stood up in an attempt to leave the suffocating
environment that I was in. However, he then grabbed onto my ankle, which made me trip and fall to the ground.
There was a thick carpet on the ground, so it didn't hurt when I fell. All of a sudden, I saw Nicholas' body above
mine. He pressed himself against me as he began to nib on the skin around my neck. His touch was gentle, and it
felt like a cat's paws scratching against my skin. From my neck, he continued kissing me all the way up to my
cheek. I lay still on the ground as I figured that he would let go of me once he got bored.
Perhaps he wouldn’t even get bored—perhaps he'd feel frustrated. But Nicholas then sat up and stroked the back of
my head while speaking in a gentle tone. "Can you stop hating me, Ree?"
I couldn't bring myself to say yes, so I stood up quietly. He instinctively grabbed my arm, and I barked at him icily,
"Let go of me now!"
I wasn't afraid of him when he attacked or hurt me—I was the most afraid of him when he showed his weaker side.
I was a soft-hearted woman—both Francesca and I were similar in that aspect. After that, Nicholas let go of me
before he lifted me off my feet and carried me upstairs. I wasn't as strong as he was, so there was no point in
fighting him at all.
"If you don't let me go now, I'm going to show you what it feels like to be in hell!" I threatened. Deep down, I knew
that this was hopeless. He acted as if he couldn't hear me at all—he carried me up to his bedroom. But the moment
he lowered me down, I scrambled over to the nearest window before throwing myself out of it. Behind me, I could
hear his loud cry. "Ree!"