"Ramon?" Hailee called as she stepped into their room. "Ramon, are you awake?" she asked again, but there was no response.
When Hailee noticed that Ramon was still under the blanket, in the same position as when she left, she was quite surprised to realize that Ramon still hadn't woken up at this hour.
So, she walked closer at a quick pace.
"Hey, if you sleep like this, Lexus will be really annoyed and think that I am the one..." Hailee's voice grew smaller when she got close enough to Ramon.
From this proximity, Hailee could hear Ramon's indistinct mumbling sounds, such as grumbled or low- pitched growls.
Curiosity pushed Hailee closer, making her sit on the edge of the bed beside Ramon. She then slowly pulled off the blanket that covered half of her husband's face.
"Ramon? What is wrong?" Hailee asked carefully. When the blanket covering his face was removed, Hailee could see sweat dripping down her husband's face and wetting his clothes slightly.
Meanwhile, Ramon seemed to be still asleep, but it was obvious that it was not a pleasant sleep as he was constantly moving and muttering something.
Hailee had seen Ramon like this before, when Ramon's condition suddenly worsened three days before the eve of their wedding day and the memory of the incident was still a fresh in her head.
"Ramon, Ramon," Hailee kept calling her husband's name, hoping it would wake him up. "Ramon!"
When Ramon finally opened his eyes, he looked around him with a look in his eyes that was hard to describe, like a wounded beast that was observing its surroundings intently, looking for any possible danger that might still be lurking around him.
Dangers from the past...
"Ramon what is wrong? Is it a nightmare?" Hailee shook his arm slowly to divert the man's attention toward herself. "Did you just have a bad dream?"
It was only when those two eyes stared back at Hailee and consciousness slowly began to come to him, that Ramon could breathe a little more steadily. He shook his head, a gesture to answer Hailee's question and also steer clear of the images of his dream.
"I am fine," he said hoarsely, but who would believe that?
"Should we go to the doctor?" Hailee asked Ramon. She was really worried that he suddenly got sick again like before. Hailee then reached out her hand and checked Ramon's forehead, which fortunately was not hot at all. In fact, his body felt cold to the touch.
"No need, I am fine," Ramon said as he kissed Hailee's forehead casually and got off the bed. "I will get ready to go to the office."
After saying this, Ramon then walked toward the bathroom and soon Hailee could hear the sound of running water from inside.
This didn't happen very often, but sometimes, Hailee found Ramon sleeping restlessly, as if he was having some short of nightmare. What actually happened to him? Were his memories slowly starting to come back?
But, was it that bad?
From the way Ramon got those nightmares, Hailee was curious, what actually happened in his past?
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Giana finally managed to find out where Dillon was, because he never returned to his apartment after the events of the other day.
"I almost forgot that you own this house," Giana walked into the yard, where Dillon was watering his rose plants. A contrasting sight if Giana remembered how Dillon was usually on a daily basis.
On the other hand, as if he had guessed that this would happen sooner or later, Dillon was not at all surprised by the sudden appearance of Giana in his arguably very simple house.
This was the house he inherited from his parents. And ever since Dillon started working for Giana, it could be said that he had not returned to this house for years, even just to check on its condition. Fortunately, he appointed a pair of husband and wife to take care of this old house.
So when Dillon decided to stay away from the crowded and noisy city A, this place was still very livable.
Giana didn't really think that her guess was right, otherwise she would have even spent four hours traveling from town A to this place in vain.
"What brought you here?" Dillon turned and looked at the woman, whom he had not seen in days. Giana looked fine, a little thin and pale, but overall she was in good shape and that relieved Dillon. He was surprised that he was still care this much to her.
"Why didn't you come to see me?" Giana asked. She stopped right in front of Dillon and from this close distance, the bruises that were still left on Dillon's face could be seen clearly, but Giana didn't show any reaction, because she knew the full story and didn't want to bring up the topic. At least not now.
"I came to see you, but your father was too angry to let me see you," Dillon answered simply. He had no intention of telling the story of him getting beaten up. And whether Giana knew it or not, didn't really matter to him.
"And it's only because my father is mad that you stopped trying?" Giana crossed her arms in front of her chest while squinting. Some of Dillon's wounds have healed, but some still left bruises. "You gave up that easily? I am very disappointed."
Dillon shrugged nonchalantly. "Your father fired me, so what else can I do?"
Giana really wanted to laugh when she heard this, but instead of making a sarcastic comment, she asked another question. "Will not you let me in? Or will you let me stand here? Who knows, some reporters will click a picture of us talking together again and create another commotion."
Realizing that they were still out of the house, Dillon quickly put down his rose can and stepped into the house, but Giana didn't move an inch.
"What are you doing standing there?" Dillon frowned in confusion when he reached the front door, but Giana did not follow him. "Didn't you say you wanted to go inside?"
"I didn't hear any words of invitation from you," Giana replied. She was still at her previous spot. "So I thought you were ignoring me. Of course, I will not force my way in without permission."
With a deep sigh, Dilllon could only succumb to this woman's stubbornness. "Come in, I will make you some coffee."
It was only when Giana heard the invitation from him that a smile finally appeared on her lips, as she followed Dillon into his humble abode.
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The incident this morning when Ramon had a nightmare, were still circling in Hailee'shead. Never before had she seen him look so confused and restless.
And although Hailee had never felt what it was like to lose her memory of years at once, she could tell that it was not a pleasant experience, especially when the years lost from your memory held so many mysteries and importance to solve.
Hailee also never attended any therapy session that Ramon was undergoing, because usually she would wait at the nearest cafe while Ramon was undergoing therapy, or she would simply never ask about his progress.
Maybe it's time for her to care more about this.
Hailee planned to ask about it later tonight when Ramon had come home from work, as this bothered her. Had Ramon regained some of his memories? Or was there anything he remembered from his past? About Giana?
Yes, Hailee must be honest that Giana's problem was a very sensitive topic for her. She didn't know what Ramon would do if he got his memories back about him and Giana.
However, even imagining that Ramon would abandon her with the child she was carrying felt like the most impossible thing that would be done by someone like Ramon. Hailee couldn't imagine Ramon turning into such a jerk.
Therefore, nothing was certain for now…
While Hailee was contemplating this, Martha knocked on her door and told her that she had a guest who wanted to meet her.
"Guest?" Hailee frowned. During her stay at the Tordoff residence, she never once had a visitor. After all she had no relatives in city A. "Who? A girl?" Hailee first thought it was Zia, but why didn't she call her first if she really wanted to come to this house?
"No, a man," Martha told her. "He is called Theodore Gevano, he said he was a close friend of you."
"Theodore?" This was a name that never crossed Hailee's mind and to think that he actually dared to appear or even step into this house...
Hailee really had to raise her thumbs up at the man for his guts to come to the Tordoff residence and also for his shamelessness saying that he was a close friend of Hailee.
Close friend, my ass!
Hailee glanced at the clock beside her bedside table, which showed that in less than an hour Ramon would be home.
"Where is he now?" Hailee asked, quickly getting out of the bed and grabbing a jacket she could reach.
"He is still stuck at the main gate, because he needs your approval in order for him to enter the house," Martha explained, especially when they were completely unfamiliar with Theodore Gevano'sidentity.
Gevano family maybe held some power in their city, but absolutely not here…
Hearing that, Hailee chuckled and dropped the idea of wearing a jacket to meet Theodore. "Then tell them, let him wait for about twenty minutes before letting him in."
"Ramon?" Hailee called as she stepped into their room. "Ramon, are you awake?" she asked again, but there was no response.
When Hailee noticed that Ramon was still under the blanket, in the same position as when she left, she was quite surprised to realize that Ramon still hadn't woken up at this hour.
So, she walked closer at a quick pace.
"Hey, if you sleep like this, Lexus will be really annoyed and think that I am the one..." Hailee's voice grew smaller when she got close enough to Ramon.
From this proximity, Hailee could hear Ramon's indistinct mumbling sounds, such as grumbled or low- pitched growls.
Curiosity pushed Hailee closer, making her sit on the edge of the bed beside Ramon. She then slowly pulled off the blanket that covered half of her husband's face.
"Ramon? What is wrong?" Hailee asked carefully. When the blanket covering his face was removed, Hailee could see sweat dripping down her husband's face and wetting his clothes slightly.
Meanwhile, Ramon seemed to be still asleep, but it was obvious that it was not a pleasant sleep as he was constantly moving and muttering something.
Hailee had seen Ramon like this before, when Ramon's condition suddenly worsened three days before the eve of their wedding day and the memory of the incident was still a fresh in her head.
"Ramon, Ramon," Hailee kept calling her husband's name, hoping it would wake him up. "Ramon!"
When Ramon finally opened his eyes, he looked around him with a look in his eyes that was hard to describe, like a wounded beast that was observing its surroundings intently, looking for any possible danger that might still be lurking around him.
Dangers from the past...
"Ramon what is wrong? Is it a nightmare?" Hailee shook his arm slowly to divert the man's attention toward herself. "Did you just have a bad dream?"
It was only when those two eyes stared back at Hailee and consciousness slowly began to come to him, that Ramon could breathe a little more steadily. He shook his head, a gesture to answer Hailee's question and also steer clear of the images of his dream.
"I am fine," he said hoarsely, but who would believe that?
"Should we go to the doctor?" Hailee asked Ramon. She was really worried that he suddenly got sick again like before. Hailee then reached out her hand and checked Ramon's forehead, which fortunately was not hot at all. In fact, his body felt cold to the touch.
"No need, I am fine," Ramon said as he kissed Hailee's forehead casually and got off the bed. "I will get ready to go to the office."
After saying this, Ramon then walked toward the bathroom and soon Hailee could hear the sound of running water from inside.
This didn't happen very often, but sometimes, Hailee found Ramon sleeping restlessly, as if he was having some short of nightmare. What actually happened to him? Were his memories slowly starting to come back?
But, was it that bad?
From the way Ramon got those nightmares, Hailee was curious, what actually happened in his past?
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Giana finally managed to find out where Dillon was, because he never returned to his apartment after the events of the other day.
"I almost forgot that you own this house," Giana walked into the yard, where Dillon was watering his rose plants. A contrasting sight if Giana remembered how Dillon was usually on a daily basis.
On the other hand, as if he had guessed that this would happen sooner or later, Dillon was not at all surprised by the sudden appearance of Giana in his arguably very simple house.
This was the house he inherited from his parents. And ever since Dillon started working for Giana, it could be said that he had not returned to this house for years, even just to check on its condition. Fortunately, he appointed a pair of husband and wife to take care of this old house.
So when Dillon decided to stay away from the crowded and noisy city A, this place was still very livable.
Giana didn't really think that her guess was right, otherwise she would have even spent four hours traveling from town A to this place in vain.
"What brought you here?" Dillon turned and looked at the woman, whom he had not seen in days. Giana looked fine, a little thin and pale, but overall she was in good shape and that relieved Dillon. He was surprised that he was still care this much to her.
"Why didn't you come to see me?" Giana asked. She stopped right in front of Dillon and from this close distance, the bruises that were still left on Dillon's face could be seen clearly, but Giana didn't show any reaction, because she knew the full story and didn't want to bring up the topic. At least not now.
"I came to see you, but your father was too angry to let me see you," Dillon answered simply. He had no intention of telling the story of him getting beaten up. And whether Giana knew it or not, didn't really matter to him.
"And it's only because my father is mad that you stopped trying?" Giana crossed her arms in front of her chest while squinting. Some of Dillon's wounds have healed, but some still left bruises. "You gave up that easily? I am very disappointed."
Dillon shrugged nonchalantly. "Your father fired me, so what else can I do?"
Giana really wanted to laugh when she heard this, but instead of making a sarcastic comment, she asked another question. "Will not you let me in? Or will you let me stand here? Who knows, some reporters will click a picture of us talking together again and create another commotion."
Realizing that they were still out of the house, Dillon quickly put down his rose can and stepped into the house, but Giana didn't move an inch.
"What are you doing standing there?" Dillon frowned in confusion when he reached the front door, but Giana did not follow him. "Didn't you say you wanted to go inside?"
"I didn't hear any words of invitation from you," Giana replied. She was still at her previous spot. "So I thought you were ignoring me. Of course, I will not force my way in without permission."
With a deep sigh, Dilllon could only succumb to this woman's stubbornness. "Come in, I will make you some coffee."
It was only when Giana heard the invitation from him that a smile finally appeared on her lips, as she followed Dillon into his humble abode.
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The incident this morning when Ramon had a nightmare, were still circling in Hailee'shead. Never before had she seen him look so confused and restless.
And although Hailee had never felt what it was like to lose her memory of years at once, she could tell that it was not a pleasant experience, especially when the years lost from your memory held so many mysteries and importance to solve.
Hailee also never attended any therapy session that Ramon was undergoing, because usually she would wait at the nearest cafe while Ramon was undergoing therapy, or she would simply never ask about his progress.
Maybe it's time for her to care more about this.
Hailee planned to ask about it later tonight when Ramon had come home from work, as this bothered her. Had Ramon regained some of his memories? Or was there anything he remembered from his past? About Giana?
Yes, Hailee must be honest that Giana's problem was a very sensitive topic for her. She didn't know what Ramon would do if he got his memories back about him and Giana.
However, even imagining that Ramon would abandon her with the child she was carrying felt like the most impossible thing that would be done by someone like Ramon. Hailee couldn't imagine Ramon turning into such a jerk.
Therefore, nothing was certain for now…
While Hailee was contemplating this, Martha knocked on her door and told her that she had a guest who wanted to meet her.
"Guest?" Hailee frowned. During her stay at the Tordoff residence, she never once had a visitor. After all she had no relatives in city A. "Who? A girl?" Hailee first thought it was Zia, but why didn't she call her first if she really wanted to come to this house?
"No, a man," Martha told her. "He is called Theodore Gevano, he said he was a close friend of you."
"Theodore?" This was a name that never crossed Hailee's mind and to think that he actually dared to appear or even step into this house...
Hailee really had to raise her thumbs up at the man for his guts to come to the Tordoff residence and also for his shamelessness saying that he was a close friend of Hailee.
Close friend, my ass!
Hailee glanced at the clock beside her bedside table, which showed that in less than an hour Ramon would be home.
"Where is he now?" Hailee asked, quickly getting out of the bed and grabbing a jacket she could reach.
"He is still stuck at the main gate, because he needs your approval in order for him to enter the house," Martha explained, especially when they were completely unfamiliar with Theodore Gevano'sidentity.
Gevano family maybe held some power in their city, but absolutely not here…
Hearing that, Hailee chuckled and dropped the idea of wearing a jacket to meet Theodore. "Then tell them, let him wait for about twenty minutes before letting him in."
