You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 139

“Don’t worry. I am tailing Bill closely. He is always visiting someone in the Sky Medical.” The man on the phone informed the caller.

“Hospital?” Trishia Meyer said almost screaming.

“Yes. He was there the other night and after his business trip abroad, he went directly from the airport to the hospital again.” The man announced.

“Who is he visiting?” Her curiosity heightened.

“How would I know? You know that he’s always surrounded by bodyguards. I can only see him from a few miles.” The man was babbling.

“Hmmm… Interesting. Continue spying and tell me everything.” Trishia ordered and hung up her phone.

“Wait up! When are we going to hang up again? Come on! I miss you.” The man said with a very playful tone.

“Hmmm… Do as I ordered and I will reward you.” Trishia said with a mocking face and she hung up the phone.

Wearing her seductive purple bikini while tanning her body in the poolside area, she was caught on deep thinking.

Who's he visiting in the hospital?

Could it be that girl in his office?

Her restless curiosity was insanely lambasting her. Her animal instinct smelled something fishy as she gritted her teeth while her eyes darkened.

At Sky Medical, Arabella visited her mother again. She was there the whole day spending time with her mom.

She also wanted to assess her mom’s situation. Maybe she could introduce Adam to her again but the fact that she still kept on asking about her father, she put the case on hold first.

Putting aside the matter about Adam, she heaved as her mind traveled about what happened last night.

“Visiting hour for my wife is now close.” Bill sounded possessive.

Damien was stunned with his sudden presence but also more of his words, ‘my wife.’

How could he argue with a man with a title?

“What are you doing here?” With irritation in her voice, Arabella asked Bill to rescue Damien. He seemed so upset with Bill’s ruthless words.

“I came to pick up my wife,” Bill replied with a calm but possessive tone.

“Damn it, Bill! When are you going to stop this nonsense? I am not your fucking wife.” She could not hold her anger with his words. This was not about Damien anymore but this was more about her. The anger for him that she was suppressing for days exploded in front of the two men.

Bill stopped pushing the wheelchair. Then he leaned over towards her ears.

“Mind your language. I punished tough mouth. Say a word again and get ready for your punishment.” Bill said calmly but had a sense of strong threat.

Arabella’s heart skipped a bit. She knew what he meant and a joke was not in his dictionary.

When Arabella had become speechless, Bill was satisfied and was about to continue pushing the wheelchair but Damien grabbed the other handgrip and stopped him.

Bill looked at Damien from head to toe like he was studying the guy who seemed to be his wife’s new acquaintance. Folding his arms together up to his chest, Bill looked at Damien fiercely.

“Mr. Sky, for 6 years you abandoned her, why are you playing a good husband now?” Damien’s voice was full of mockery.

Bill looked at Damien with no change in his cold expression.

“Who are you?” Bill asked frowning with arms still on his chest. He never talked to strangers.

“Damien Lewis. I’m… I’m Arabella’s boyfriend.” Damien replied staggering at the middle but he managed to pull himself through.

“Hmmm…” Bill nodded absorbing his words.

“Boyfriend… my wife’s boyfriend,” Bill uttered calmly but sore to everyone’s ears.

“Now that you know me. Can you answer my question?” Damien was calm but tough.

Bill looked at Damien with eyes pierced to his. The air filled with silence and suspense by the two men’s sharp staring at each other.

“I love her,” Bill answered with a deep serious tone that made Arabella froze in her position. Her heart was beating fast like it’s going to explode. Luckily, she was not drinking a glass of water or she might choke herself with the water. Coming from a man with no romance in the body and all he knew was to have sex with random women. It's a first!

Did she mishear it?

No.

Maybe he meant, I love to kill her. I love to make her suffer. I love to torture her.

One thing she was sure of, he never loved someone except himself.

She had no expectations in her heart as she tried her best to get rid of any feelings inside her.

“That’s all you need to know.” With a deep voice, Bill added then pushed her wheelchair away from the place leaving Damien dispirited and rooted on his spot.

Arabella turned her head to Damien who lowered his head and shoulder.

“Damien, wait for me at home. I will come home.” She didn’t care about Bill’s warning as she tried to lighten up her friend’s mood.

Damien looked at her with sad eyes slowly fading as Bill pushed her wheelchair walking very fast with his long legs.

They reached her room and Bill closed the door with a loud bang. She could feel intense anger from him. The air instantly increased its temperature like a dangerous battle was about to begin.

“Why you're being so disobedient?” Bill leaned towards her as she was still sitting in the wheelchair. Bill didn’t put her back to the bed yet. She was in the middle of the room like she committed the biggest crime and waiting for the king’s judgment.

“Why do you have to say that to him?” Arabella didn’t reply to him instead she asked him another question. Her heart was with Damien.

“Say what?” Bill looked at her like he could swallow her in whole.

“You.. say…. You love me.” She wanted to seek justice for Damien.

Bill chuckled after her words.

“So, you believed it?” He smiled at her wickedly which made her instantly blush.

“No!” She angrily screamed with a matching smirk.

“Good.” Bill was still wearing her grin tapping her head like an obedient dog.

“You have no right to meddle in my personal affair.” She wanted to piss him off.

“I dare you to say that again.” His eyes were like sharp blades looking at her. His grin faded. His handsome face was very close to her that made her stay quiet. In her situation, she better not offend him or things would be very bad for her. She knew him and he do everything he wanted. Nothing could stop him how much more to her.

How much more if she could not move and run?

“What makes you very angry? I should be the one who should be very angry right now as you keep on coming here unwelcomed. Did I ever meddle in your business with other women before?” She suppressed herself from talking but she couldn’t withstand the situation. If she was not in dire need of treatment, she would refuse to come back with him to her room. She rather sleeps somewhere than sleep with him again.

She knew she would be dead for asking such a question but she had to let out everything in her heart or she would blow.

“This is my hospital,” Bill answered. His sharp eyes were hooked to hers.

“Bill, I don’t want to see you anymore. Let’s have our divorce.” There’s no use in arguing with a self-centered man. You are always feel defeated.

A great danger was traced in his eyes as he suddenly pushed her wheelchair towards the bathroom.

“Hey! What are you doing?” Arabella panicked but she couldn’t move.

Bill didn’t reply as he continued pushing her to the shower room.

“Bill you are fucking crazy!” She screamed until she could feel the cold water all over her body.

“Coldwater to make you sober,” Bill said.

Arabella’s body shivered under her hospital gown. She swore to hit this man hard when she’s going to be okay.

“Do you still want a divorce?” Bill asked as he leaned over towards her. He didn’t care to get wet with her. His wet face and body made him very sexy.

“Yes!” Arabella shouted with no hesitation but was shocked when Bill suddenly devoured her lips in a rough kiss. She struggled but her strength was not good enough to detach the wild scorching lips exploring hers.

After a while, Bill broke the kiss.

“Tell me, do you still want to divorce me?” Bill looked at her fiercely and asked her again.

“Yes!” Arabella looked into his eyes with no fear and answered.

After hearing her answer, Bill crashed her lips again but this time it’s rougher and wilder. He held the back of her head as his tongue navigated the way inside her mouth. Exploring inside like he was sucking all the air in her body.

Arabella tried to push him away but it was to no avail. Bill was driven by his anger and he seemed to punish her that way.

She could not attain herself to play with him any longer. She knew she would kill him in what she was about to do but at this time she didn’t care. All she wanted was to escape from the man. Using her strength left, she pushed her again and bit his lips. She tasted blood. The kiss broke. Bill detached himself from her and bit his lower lip.

He was very hot by doing it and she hated her eyes were loving the sight of him. He then wiped the blood on his lip using his thumb.

“You want to die now?” Bill turned off the shower and glared daggers at the untamed girl.

Arabella was shivering inside but she didn’t know if it’s because of the cold water or Bill’s dangerous question and expression or both.

“It’s better to die than to be with you around.” Arabella shot him a killer glare too. She was not the same Arabella that could be controlled by his touch. The Arabella who shivered whenever he kissed her. The Arabella that always longing for his body. Now, she only felt hatred for him and she would bring that anger even in her next life.

Bill looked at him deeply as his eyes buried to hers. He had eyes of an abyss that no one could imagine what he was thinking. He was always unpredictable.

After a while, he stopped staring at her and took off his wet shirt in front of her.

Arabella lowered her head quickly. She saw his body was still the same. He was still the sexiest on earth.

Bill’s grin appeared when he saw the untamed girl become shy. She was still the same, he finds her cute whenever she’s shy.

“Now, let’s take off your clothes,” Bill ordered while walking towards her again with a sexy naked top. He got those 6 packs that could make every girl drool.

“Don’t touch me!” Arabella strongly refuted.

“Behave. You can’t change your clothes without me.” He was right. She could not move her elbow.

“Then call a nurse,” Arabella ordered like he was her slave.

“Are you ordering me?” Bill frowned. He’s the richest man yet this girl getting used to ordering him around.

Arabella didn’t talk anymore as she knew he would not hesitate to punish her again. She was already very cold inside so she had no choice to allow him to help her otherwise she would get sick and that’s gonna be another big problem. She didn’t want to extend her stay in the hospital.

“What is there that I didn’t see? Now, cooperate.” Bill ordered impatiently as he lifted her to stand. Her hands accidentally fell to his broad masculine chest. She could feel his temperature rising. He’s hot.

Bill slowly lifted the hemp of her hospital gown, rose her arms a bit until he finally undressed her. Arabella’s flawless porcelain body was exposed to him again after 6 years. His Adam’s apple moved up and down repetitively.

“Put me down now,” Arabella ordered lowering her head. She had no guts to face him with her naked body at his sight.

“Dumb! What about your wet underwear can you take care of it?” Bill said like she was the most stupid person in the world but he was right again. She needed his help to take off her bra and panty.

“Hold on to my waist,” Bill ordered and Arabella followed. With her two hands, she grasped his naked sexy hips. Bill leaned closer to her that he almost buried his head on the crook of her neck while unclasping her bra. Their naked bodies were slightly touching each other as she could feel his body's temperature heightened. Bill successfully took out her bra but he didn’t know if he would be also successful holding his urge to touch her with her healthy bosoms in front of him. Now, here comes the most challenging part. Taking off her wet panty.

Bill’s Adam’s apple was restless as he put his hand to the elastic waistband of her panty and slowly pulled it down.

“Shit!” Bill cursed in the air seeing her totally naked. Arabella was injured he had to hold his strong sexual desire. Afraid of himself, he quickly put down Arabella on the wheelchair and threw her a white towel.

“Cover yourself.” He ordered hastily.

Morning came, Arabella woke up with a loud banging outside her door.

Bill was pissed off that his look was about to blow the person who was knocking on the door noisily.

He opened the door.

“Mom.”

Arabella's heartbeat suddenly paused hearing Bill.