Chapter 5 A SUSPICIOUS FRIEND

"Is he alright!" Luxury managed to asked, the moment Michael stepped out. "Let's say he is still grieving, you lost his child in the accident, let's say he still blames himself for being careless," Mateo quickly explained.

"Everything will be fine dear, just focus on getting better," He encourage, patting her by the shoulder.

"You should sleep," he advised before stepping out. Now alone, Luxury hand slowly shift to her stomach, the thought of losing a life, because of her stupid anger only caused her more pain.

Feeling suffocated, she wanted to go outside. However her wheelchair was a bit far off.

Not wanting to give up, she pushes herself to the ground, aiming for a light landing but ends up falling really hard.

The noise attracted Michael who was smoking outside, rushing to find Luxury groaning in pain and on the floor.

"Are you alright?" He asked, once picking her from the floor, watching how she could only nod in response.

"What were you doing, why didn't you call anyone?" He scolded. "Luxury," he called when she didn't answer.

His gaze softened when he saw her teary eyes. "I just wanted to go outside, for fresh air," She managed to respond, trying so hard not to cry.

Seeing her state, he could only sigh in hopes it would calm himself. "I shouldn't have left you," he mumbled, carrying her and placing her in her wheelchair.

She wanted to tell him she needed space, she wants to be alone, however a glance could tell he might not like it, thus she only kept it to herself, watching how attention was given to her, how everyone bowed their head in respect.

"If you don't like here, Luxury, I can get you discharge today," He suddenly brought up, drawing her attention to him.

"What makes you think...?" "Your facial reaction," he answered, before she could finish the statement.

"Once we are outside, I will handle your discharge papers inside and come back for you," He informed to which she was happy.

Indeed, he left her alone, making her sit on then bench, with Thomas on a stand by.

It was a bit windy and in response, he had left his jacket for her, hoping she wouldn't catch a cold, kissing her on his head, before going.

"Who would believe Michael King himself, would ever display an affection outside," the stranger sitting close to her mumbled..

She turned, to find a very pale blonde sitting close to her. "And you are?" Luxury asked.

"A friend," The blonde replied. "I can't tell you my name, as you see I was shoot three times in the chest by my once lover,"

"I have a surgery scheduled and I might not make it, so I can't tell you my name because it might just be meaningless," She explained, gaining Luxury sympathy.

"Well, I am ,". "Luxury, Michael wife, the second woman he knows," She grinned, turning to Luxury.

"Who was the first?" A curious Luxury asked. "His mother?" She questions. "No, everyone knows his mother died when he was young, The first was a woman he thought he could die for," She muttered.

"I have to go in now, I wanted to get a view outside just in case something happens," She explained.

"But wait, how do I reach you, how do I know you are alive, I need to know more and right now,"

"Ava, my name is Ava, but promise me you will never tell anyone we met,"

"If you do, then will I answer any questions you have," She bargained, a deal Luxury quickly accepted.

"Till we meet again," Ava waved before heading back. "What are you all smiling about," Michael asked, startling her.

"I think I just made a friend," She slowly replied. "A female friend," She added for clarification.

"I know, no male will dare approach you," He smirks, resting his hand on the bench..

"Just be careful alright, not everyone approaches you for a good reason and the next time you see her, let me know," he instructed to which she nodded.

Knowing that she had won his heart, many ladies will now want to be friends with her, he will need to somehow stop it, so they don't share too much while in that circle.

Sitting close to Luxury was peaceful, so peaceful he didn't know when his head was leaned on his shoulder and was sleeping.

She could help with covering the light so he slept well. She only stares at him, continuously admiring his looks, taking note of every feature.

With him by her, she had noticed when the weather had gotten dark and when the little droplet finally touched her, thereby waking him up.

Waking up, he checked his phone, only to see he had slept for almost three hours. The highest afternoon nap he had ever have.

He was confused, because at least the daylight even though it was a bit clouded could have woken him up.

He was sensitive to all types of light when sleeping and preferred total darkness. The little droplet of rain now drew him out his thoughts as he immediately picked up Luxury, carrying her back inside.

With Thomas, following closely to them as he held her chair. Not long after they had gotten in, the rain began.

"We will leave when the rain stops," he announces, to which she nodded, letting him place her back into her chair.

Then on, he proceeds to wheel her back to her room, where a surprise awaits her. In it were flowers, a cake and a box.

The surprise look on Michael's face made her understand it wasn't him. "A get well soon card," was in the flower.

And as she was all over the flowers, Michael decided to check the book, only due to curiosity.

His face turned pale by the content and he immediately closed the box. "Throw the flowers away," he ordered Thomas, who immediately seized the flowers from Luxury.

"We are leaving now?" He announces, surprising Luxury by his action. She wanted to see what was in the box but he quickly grasped it.

"Thomas, till we leave, Luxury is not allowed to go out or leave this room, no nurse or doctor should enter either," he instructed, before bursting out, leaving Luxury puzzle by what was in the box.