To Love and Avenge

Chapter 59

Being finally discharged from the hospital, Dauis hired a private nurse to look after me even when I stayed home whenever he was not around.

But being an independent me, I found it very inconvenient to order around to her even at the most minor things that I think I am still capable of.

It is quite frustrating knowing that even fetching a single glass of water was strictly instructed for the nurse to do. Dauis has specially instructed the nurse for it all leaving me nothing to do all day.

I always wanted to follow everything that the doctor has advised me to, but Dauis has been overreacting about the matters to the point that I felt like it was already suffocating.

I hate to be stuck at home doing nothing other than watching television, reading books,s or worst was to lie down the whole day. It was like an endless pit of boredom that I think any time soon will lead me to insanity.

I can't make a single call because the nurse always refused to leave me even for a single minute. Too afraid of Dauis.

I don't know what is there that she seemed to be very afraid of him.

Now, I always turned my phone into silent mode so that when somebody calls, the nurse won't overhear it, As she sometimes stared at me weirdly as if digging a hole in me.

Those smart and piercing eyes have always been watching me from afar, and her ears have been fixed to listen to any conversation I have over the phone, as I heard her one time conveying my word by word to someone when she heard me calling Xander.

Which I highly doubt if it was even Dauis who she was calling to.

She even looks suspicious sometimes when I oversee her roaming around like she's searching for something.

On the other hand, Dauis at his office...

"Mr. Suarez, Excuse me. Someone named Candy Mondejar is here looking for you. Shall I send her in?" Call out by his assistant through an intercom.

With a knitted brow, he first heaves a sigh before answering him.

"Yes please, send her in. And if you could please go, and buy us something for lunch. thank you." then, he leans his head on the backrest lazily as he lit his cigar.

Inhaling and puffing its smoke in an upward manner, playing it until it faded in the air. He feel Anxiously exhausted for the whole time, and now this...

Just then, he heard the door c***k open followed by the familiar tick-tacking of a stiletto heel owned non-other than Candy itself.

Even with a close eye, he can still guess who it was by just listening to the way she walks.

“So, how’s your little kitten doing, Dauis?” She asked half smirking while making her way in his direction, swaying her hips seductively.

He smiled back at her as he puff the smoke in front of her.

She quickly sat on his lap as he held her waist by his arms.

“Not here Candy, I’m at work and still busy. And somebody might catch us here.” He tried to explain at the lady who was now snuggling into his embrace and nudging her breast intentionally.

“Hmmm, then we can go somewhere else then.” She said suggestively. Her voice was so soft and his eyes what was full of desire, pleading for his touch.

“You know I’m busy right?” He said avoiding her gazes, and those bare chests… those pooping br**st that screams for attention are quite tempting, yet, I choose to look away then succumb myself deeper into the sinful abyss.

“You seemed to be avoiding me.” She later said indifferently as she stood up and move to the couch.

Seeing her dejected state, he stood up as he dip his cigarette at the ashtray sitting at the table before he followed to coax the now pouting woman.

“Hey, I didn’t it’s just that, I was caught up by loads of works lately and Ale is pregnant that I have to attain her needs,” he explained in a very soothing manner, hoping that she will understand his point, though Candy is very hard to coax.

“What is there that you need to? I have sent her Nurse Tilly, She sure would take good care of her.” She said meaningfully.

At the mention of Nurse Tilly, when Candy learns about Ale’s situation, she immediately provided her with a nurse to look after Ale’s every need. Of course, it’s not that she is worried about herself, but because she wanted to put on somebody to spy on her.

My hair stood at the freezing aura that she exuded. He knows that she meant harm to Ale. She has been always itching for one.

But Ale remained safe due to his request on her to never hurt Ale for the sake of his baby. So for now, he is a little relieved that she considered his feelings most importantly, only that he should not provoke her.

“It is still important that I am there.”

“I'm having so much patience here Dauis, you knew it, and it is not bottomless.” She said, glaring at me as he pulled his hands away from mine.

It’s a threat!

“I know, but after the bab—”

“Are you falling for her?” She interrupted, sneering at him.

Those dark black orbs of her eyes, whose piercing through him as if it was digging a hole to see what’s inside are sending shivers that run through his spine. Making him tremble involuntarily, but he remains calm and in control as he smiles at her.

Anger crossed his eyes that he quickly concealed, like a flick of the finger that no one ever notice. He then smiled knowingly at her as if nothing has happened.

“Candy, you already know–”

“Answer me Dauis, or it’ll be the end of everything.”

“Are you threatening me here?” I asked, pretending to be curious at her actions.

“You said it, not me.”

“Candy, I already told you–” He said raising his tone impatiently to the stubborn woman in front of him.

She just calmly took out a cigarette in her pouch and lazily lit it.

“Don't raise your voice on me Dauis, you still need me.”

Then she turned grinning at him widely.

He was enraged inside and started to get impatient at this woman’s attitude, but he should deal with her. He had too much dealing with this psychopath.

Aren’t you curious why Ale and I have some similarity?” She later asked nonchalantly, as she sit at the table in front of him. Giving him the full view of what was inside her before she crossed her legs.

Raising her brows at him while waiting for his reaction.

Sensing her motives, he equaled her being nonchalant to his stoic and indignant manner.

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