Chapter 4 4

Third Person's P.O.V

It was late at night when Nate got home to his condo, because they didn't realize the time. Even work he forgot that he still has unfinished business.

He wanted to say no to his friends but they forced him because this was the last birthday they would be with The friend because he was leaving the country the next day.

He's just half-drunk. It's not easy to get drunk. When he opened the door of his condo, he was welcomed by darkness and deathly silence.

His forehead creased as he scanned the whole place. It's like he's condo back to it's old-time when his wife didn't come.

He turned on the light and scanned the place once again, he looked at the kitchen but no one was there.

He hurriedly walked to his room and turned the light on, only to be disappointed by its quietness and emptiness. The bed was still neat and well-arranged How they left it earlier. He didn't see any sign that someone had laid down or even moved here.

'Where is she?' in his mind.

It's impossible that he didn't get into the condo because he gave his wife a spare key so he could get in easily.

He immediately took out his cellphone from the pocket of his slacks, just in case there was a call or a text from his wife, but the unread messages were all about work.

He tried to call his wife but it was unintended.

It made him think. Is his wife's mad at him because they didn't have lunch together earlier?

But his wife is not that shallow. What is the reason why his wife is not here?

Maybe she was tired to come to his place especially since the hospital where her husband is the CEO is far away from here. He tried to convince himself that I hope that is the reason.

He immediately took a shower and got dressed.

He fell down on the bed and stared at the mattress, before he shifted his gaze to the part of the bed where his wife lay last night. He stared at it for quite a long time like his wife was just right there lying beside him.

He doesn't want to admit it, but he has gotten used to always being with his wife and sleeping next to him. He is used to having someone hug him every night. He is also used to always doing things that only he and his wife can do.

A deafening silence enveloped the entire room, so he got up and left the room to drink water. He is no longer used to his former quiet life, he used to hear the silly laugh of his wife, And her words of wisdom.

'F*ck! where the hell is she?' he shouted in his mind. And messed up her hair.

He returned to his room and lay down again. Lying down, leaning over, lying down, whatever position he was in, just so he could fall asleep but, he failed.

The next morning he woke up, and he felt like he hadn't slept yet, I think he only slept for an hour.

He immediately took a shower and got dressed. He will just wait for his wife after lunch break because he knows that he will come later.

A dark ring-like under his eyes was visible. It's a sign of lack of sleep. When he was tying his tie, he immediately remembered his wife.

'Did I fix it right?' he asked in his mind. While looking at the tie already tied. "Whatever." He just said it.

He easily reached his company and finished the job he left yesterday.

Time passes easily and it's lunch break. She waited for her husband to come. He waited patiently. But.

Lunch break's over but his wife didn't show up. That's why he was surprised.

He left the office and went to his secretary.

"Brenda, didn't Ellesa visit today?" He asked the secretary.

"Sorry sir. But ma'am Ellesa didn't come here." she answered.

"But yesterday, sir, she came here with food for you, but you didn't have any, so she just gave it to me." His secretary's long litany. He took a deep breath and was about to go back inside his office. Maybe it makes him sulky.

"You know, sir, yesterday, ma'am looked sick. Her voice was hoarse and almost gone. And her face was red. I really felt sorry for her, there was no joy on her face. Although she was smiling this, you'll really know it's hard." That caught his attention. His secretary is also talkative. But when he heard that he wanted to regret why he left yesterday.

"Brenda, can you clear all my schedule this afternoon. I just want to check Elle if she's ok." I ordered.

"Okay sir."

He hurried to the hospital where Ellesa was managing.

When he arrived at the hospital, he immediately went to his wife's office and met his secretary.

"Where's Ellesa?" He asked immediately.

His forehead was furrowed, and he seemed confused.

"I'm sorry sir, but she didn't come in today. She wasn't there yesterday. The last thing she said yesterday was that she was going to visit you because she wanted to celebrate her birthday with you." The secretary answered her

"Birthday?" He said nothing of his own.

"Yes sir, it was her birthday yesterday. Didn't she go to see you?" He could feel in the woman's voice that he was starting to get nervous.

"Shit!" He cursed hard. And he hurried to his car.

Birthday? Her birthday yesterday? But why does he have no idea? Why doesn't he know his wife's birthday?

"Why didn't she tell me?" he asked himself in confusion.

But the big question in his mind is where is his wife now.

His chest pounded loudly. There is only one place in his mind, and he's hoping that his wife will be there.

When he reached the house that Ellesa's father gave them, he immediately went inside because he had a key to it. The inside of the house is dark because the curtains are still closed.

"Ellesa." He called the woman.

But no one answered, only the echoing sound of his voice was heard. He checked the kitchen but the wife was not there. So he went up to the second floor and went to the room where the wife always stays (The room they hope to be married to).

As he opened the door, the loud creaking sound of the door was the only one who broke the silence inside the house.

The room was dim because of the thick curtains that still hung close blocking the light from the sun outside.

He turned on the light and scanned the room. His sight settled on the figure of a human right under the thick blanket.

He immediately came here and checked if this was really his wife.

He removed the blanket and saw his wife's face.

"Ellesa." Call it here. But it didn't wake up. He was immediately nervous. Does Ellesa not want to wake up?

He applied the back of his palm to her neck and was shocked because it was burning with fever. The heat that came from it was scorching.

"F*ck! Ellesa wake up." It's waking up here. But he got no response. It started to panic.

"Ellesa. Please wake up. F*ck it. Wake up Ellesa." He shook it.

He rested when Ellesa moaned. But it's still not enough for him to be complacent.

He immediately picked up Ellesa. And ran to his car.

"Elle hold on. I'll take you to the hospital." He said while rushing into his car that he didn't close the main door of the house.

As soon as he entered the car, he fastened Elle's seatbelt and drove the car to the hospital.