Chapter 3 Saved Again

Everyone tried to convince Tyler to let Sheena and Christian go but he was adamant on his demand.

Finally when Sheena was about to give in, Amelia spoke,

"Will you be okay if I stay with you? Shaila can't come with us."

Tyler frowned at her and shouted,

"NO! Shala Chischen."

Amelia opened her mouth to say something but Sheena beat her to it. She had noticed Amelia's hostile expression towards Tyler earlier and it didn't go well with her. She wasn't going to let Tyler go with her.

"Okay baby. I'll go with you both."

Christian's eyes widened for a second before he composed himself and returned to maintaining a poker face.

When Sheena got into Christian's car, her eyes caught a glimpse of Amelia's hostile and irritated expression and she rolled her eyes.

Stupid crush. Sheena thought to herself and smirked.

But when her eyes shifted to her side and found Christian sitting beside her, something snapped in her and she spoke,

"Why did you save me? You should have let me die. If Tyler wouldn't have seen me, he would have agreed to go with you alone. For whom am I living any way? I was ready to go to Drake but you barged in," Sheena glared at him with gritted teeth and he glared back, but didn't say anything.

The rest of the ride went silently as Tyler fell asleep in Christian's arms.

As soon as the car stopped, Sheena looked up to see the Blue Diamond Hotel and her eyes widened.

"You are staying here?"

"Yes." Christian replied curtly and got out of the car, walked around to open the door for Sheena and stretched out his hand for her to hold.

"No need," Sheena said and put her foot down without holding his hand but his hand was still in the same position as he looked at her curiously.

Ouch!!Ow!!

Sheena shrieked and he grabbed her arm while Sheena leaned on him with her sprained leg resting against the car.

"Amelia!" He called out while looking behind Sheena. She turned around to see Amelia getting out of another car.

I think she is his secretary. Sheena thought but kept quiet.

"Bring her to my room," Christian said and put Sheena's hand on hers before walking away with Tyler.

Sheena put her hand around Amelia's shoulders while holding her heels in the other hand and started limp walking.

Sheena could sense Amelia's gaze on her and asked without looking at her,

"Do you want to ask something?"

"Do you know Christian sir?" she asked immediately as if waiting for Sheena to start a conversation.

"No."

"It feels like you both know each other before."

"Are you his secretary?"

"Yes."

"You like him!" Sheena said and looked at her when her face turned pale.

Sheena smirked and said,

"No need to interfere in my matters. And I am not a threat to you. He is all yours."

She didn't say anything more and they reached the presidential suite after a very long and uncomfortable walk and an elevator ride. Amelia pushed the door open and Sheena's eyes fell on Christian playing with Tyler on a sofa.

He had already changed into a turquoise blue t-shirt that was hugging his chiselled body and showing off his big biceps, along with a pair of black sweatpants.

Amelia took Sheena to the sofa and she plopped down on it heavily before letting out an exhausted sigh.

"You can go to your room and rest, Amelia," Christian told her without looking and Sheena noticed Amelia staring at him reluctantly.

"Sir! I can stay here to help Shaila," she said and Christian looked at her pointedly.

"Did you forget my rule? No female employee inside my room, no matter where we are, unless it's a life and death situation," he said in a domineering tone and Amelia nodded slowly before walking away while Sheena raised an eyebrow.

"I think I should call James and book another room," Sheena said as soon as Amelia went out.

Christian shifted his gaze to Sheena and said,

"You forgot the purpose of coming here. If you are going to sleep in another room, then it'll be better if you go home. No need to stay here. Because I am not going to go to your room in the middle of the night when Tyler wakes up and asks for you."

Sheena sighed and looked away.

Christian got up and said,

"Come!" he held her hand and she stood up from the sofa. He put his arm around her shoulders while holding her arm and they started walking.

A hiss escaped her lips because of the pain which had now increased because of walking for so long. But before Sheena could control it, Christian stopped. She looked up at him to say that she was fine when he abruptly carried her and she yelped in surprise.

"Why do you keep carrying me? I can walk with a little support," Sheena said in an angry tone but he said nothing and walked inside a bedroom followed by Tyler.

He almost threw her on the bed.

"What are you doing? If you don't want to carry me then don't. I am not asking you to. Why did you throw me? You should have left me to die there. Why do you keep saving me all the time?" Sheena yelled at him when he was walking away but abruptly turned to her and in a blink, he was hovering above her.

Sheena was sitting on the edge of the bed while his hands rested on both sides as he bent down. Their faces were inches apart and she backed away a little to have some distance.

His eyes were blazing with anger and a shiver ran down her spine. Sheena had never seen him so angry as he was always a calm, composed and friendly person, so this side of him scared her.

"Listen, Sheena. And listen to me carefully. You keep blaming me for something which I didn't do, or at least didn't do intentionally. But I never explained myself because somewhere I feel guilty too. But why do you keep talking about dying? What do you think, only Drake loved you? What about your parents, your brother James, your sister-in-law? Don't they deserve to see the girl happy and safe whom they love with all their heart? Don't they matter to you at all? You left everyone and have been staying in another country for 5 years. You don't talk to them often. Do you think one or two video calls to your own fucking family in a month is enough? You know what? You don't love them and you don't deserve the pure love they have for you. Never once did you go to see them. Don't you have the urge to see your niece and nephews? How can you be so selfish? It seems what I thought about you before was wrong. This is the real you, a self absorbed person who doesn't care about her family at all."

He stood up and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration before speaking again,

"You keep saying you love Drake. Do you remember his last words to you? He asked you to move on in life and be happy. Not to stay stuck on him but you are doing just the opposite of it. Do you think he is happy and proud of watching you like this? He knew the value of family, if he is watching you now, taking your family for granted, then I am so fucking sure that he is not proud of you. Think about it and don't fucking talk about dying ever again, at least not in front of me."

He got up and walked away from the room while Tyler kept staring at his retreating figure and then at Sheena.

Her eyes watered while her gaze fell on her phone lying beside and then on Tyler who was looking at her curiously.

"Come, baby. Come here," Sheena said and spread her arms for him with a smile. He jumped into her arms and wiped her tears which were just starting to fall.

After some time, Tyler got down from her lap and ran out of the room while she got up to go to the washroom. She lifted the injured leg and bent down to take support of the bed before crippling towards the washroom.

After the bed ended, she couldn't find anything nearby to grab and sat down with a frustrated sigh.

"I hate it. Why did I have to fall from the stairs?" she whispered when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

She looked up at Christian who was looking at her with a poker face.

"Let me help and don't argue. You shouldn't walk too much. The doctor has asked you for bed rest. So just let me help," he said and Sheena kept her mouth shut.

He carried her into the washroom and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to take a bath but I don't have any clothes," Sheena said while looking everywhere but his face.

He put her inside the bathtub and opened the tap to fill it while asking,

"I think Amelia's clothes will fit you. Should I ask her?"

Sheena's eyes widened and she said,

"No! It won't fit me."

"Why? I think you both have similar figures."

She squeezed my eyes in frustration and said,

"I am telling you it won't.

"But why? You both have the same height, and the same figure, then what's the problem? Where would I get you clothes now? You take a bath. I'll ask her to send a pair of clothes for you." He turned around to leave.

"I told you her clothes won't fit," Sheena yelled.

"You are just being stubborn. Either tell me why her clothes won't fit you because I don't see any difference or just stay quiet." He turned to look at her with an annoying expression, his lips pressed in a straight line while his eyebrows met.

"Oh God! You are the stubborn one. It won't fit because my boobs are not huge like hers, dammit," Sheena blurted out and covered her mouth with hands as embarrassment crept up inside her.

Christian's eyes widened as they travelled down to her boobs and then he looked away abruptly.

Sheena gave him Rose's phone number and asked him to call her so that she could get a pair of pyjamas for her.

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid Sheena!" Sheena scolded herself while hitting the water inside the tub after Christian left and water splashed around the tub.

She took a long and calming bath inside the tub.

"Ah! I missed this," she whispered while sighing happily.

When she was done and was about to call Christian, he knocked on the door.

"Clothes are here. But I think you should put on a robe first and change your clothes in the closet."

She realised the bathrobe was too far from her. So Christian had to come inside with closed eyes and she had to guide him around.

"Okay. I am done. Now you can open your eyes," she said after wrapping the robe around her.

He turned around and took a step forward to carry her when he slipped.

"Oh my....." Sheena couldn't even get to say God because his 6 feet tall body collided with hers and they fell inside the tub which was still filled with water.

Ouch!!!

Sheena thought she'd hit her head but Christian's reflexes kicked in as he put his hand on the back of her head covering her neck along with it and used the other hand to support their weight inside the tub by holding the edge.

Water splashed around them as they hit the water, Christian's hand on the back of Sheena's head hit the tub and she felt its impact. Sheena could have died or slipped into a coma if she hit her head like that.

He saved her life. Again.

"I am sorry. I am sorry. I don't know how I slipped," Christian said as he was panicking and it was evident on his face.

"I am sorry. It was my fault. I had splashed water and forgot to tell you."

"Are you okay? Does your ankle hurt?" he asked while sitting up and pressing the button to drain out the water.

"Yes! I am okay. But you hurt your hand," Sheena said while taking his hand to check but he pulled it away.

"It's okay. It will be fine. We should get up and change first," he said and stood up before extending his other hand which was not injured.

Sheena got up with his support and he got out of the tub carrying her and made her sit on a stool in front of a long mirror.

"You sit here, I'll get you another robe."

He walked away while removing his drenched t-shirt and threw it in the laundry bin.

Sheena was left dumbfounded looking at Christian's glistening back. When he turned around, her breathing hitched looking at his chiselled body and his Adonis belt that was visible above the waistband of his sweatpants that were drenched now.

Water dripping from his hair made him look even more sexy and Sheena shivered a little.

What the hell is wrong with you? How can you think like this for the man because of whom...... Get a grip, Sheena. She thought while looking away and shook her head with closed eyes.

Christian noticed her reaction and his lips twitched, dying to break into a smile but he restrained himself and pressed his lips together.

He handed her a robe when Sheena said,

"Get me the clothes. I'll change here."

Christian got the bag in a minute and walked away.

She shuffled around the bag and her heart raced as she saw a sheer purple satin lingerie inside, that would end mid-thigh.

"Stupid Rose! She did it knowingly. Does she think I am here to have sex with him? Now what will I wear ?" she cursed under her breath and took out the lingerie to throw away when her eyes landed on the pair of white pyjamas.

She let out a relieved sigh before putting it on.