When Emma had sorted out her thoughts, she opened her eyes, to see herself in the hospital with the doctor checking her vitals. After processing her thoughts, she was able to think more clearly. Taking a deep breath, she accepted that she would be living like someone else and would not be the her of the past. She was now someone else entirely.
With her eyes open she looked around the hospital room and her eyes stopped on a man not far from her, sitting with his long legs crossed and a laptop on his laps looking ever so serious, with a frown on his face. He looked so serious but also so charming when he was so fully engrossed in his work like that.
Emma stole a few more glances to the man dressed in a black suit with a clean army haircut. Even with the army haircut he still looked beautiful. He was Robert, her now husband and father to their child. Honestly speaking, Emma did not know how she was to react to the fact that the virgin her was suddenly a wife and with child.
The man seemed to have noticed Emma's stare as he looked up from his laptop directly into her eyes. His eyes were like a bottomless pit, Emma could not read his emotions and it greatly frustrated her. Her senses told her that he was a very dangerous man. The feeling of running away became even stronger after looking into his eyes. She could not quite point her finger on what exactly was dangerous about him, but she knew that her senses were warning her strongly against getting close to the man, she kept feeling that if she were to get close then she would have no way of ever getting away from him. The feeling of not being in control of her emotions was something very foreign to her and with that she was now even more convinced that getting as far away as possible from the said man was the best possible thing she could do.
Robert kept his laptop aside and with huge strides was beside her pouring her water and handing the glass to her. "Here, have some water for your sore throat," he said hoarsely.
Emma looked at the glass of water and then looked at the handsome face close to her and she could not help cursing out silently as she took the glass and gulped it down.
'How could God be so unfair as to make a man so beautiful and enchanting with such a smooth skin, Aiah' Emma kept mumbling clearly frustrated. She had thought that she was beautiful enough after waking up in that body, clearly, she had not yet met Robert and that was why she thought she was already beautiful. True, comparison was not a good thing.
Emma felt like she just fell to earth from seventh heaven. She pouted unhappily and looked at Robert more openly and seized him up. The man equally returned her stare and looked straight into eyes. Ultimately Emman could not win the staring competition she had initiated, clearly, she could not win against the business magnet Robert. With her ears red she focused on looking out the window.
Suddenly Robert grabbed her by her jaw and forcefully kissed her, Emma was astounded at first but then when she processed what was happening, she pushed Robert away with all her might.
Though she could not push him so far due to the difference in strengths. With a twisted expression she rubbed her lips countless times with no remorse, looking like she would rub them off until they bled. Her eyes were red with fury as she looked at Robert full of anger. Robert stood up, his eyes dark with a cold glint, Emma felt the temperature in the room go down a few degrees and she started feeling cold suddenly.
Robert stood up and went to the door, closed it with a click and slowly made his way to her bed. Emma immediately started to panic, looking at her panic-streaked face Robert's eyes became even more sharp, and a murderous aura was released from him.
Emma wanted to get off the bed, but she seemed to have been glued to it, with eyes full of repulse she looked at Robert and stuttered," what are you doing, am still pregnant what do you want to do!"
"You are not her, tell me who you are and where she is," Robert growled with his hand holding Emma in a chokehold.
Emma widened her eyes in disbelief and with that reaction, she seemed to have proven Robert's assumptions as facts. His hold became even tighter, and Emma struggled to probe his fingers from her neck.
"Will you talk or not?" Robert asked again clearly impatient. Emma immediately nodded her head. She kept nodding in approval that she would talk afraid that if she didn't a second longer she would lose her second chance at life before it even started.
Robert released his hold on her neck and looked at her calmly, unlike the man he was a few seconds ago ready to take her life.
Emma was fidgeting, unable to accept that she had been found out that easily. She kept on thinking about what she might have said that had sold her out, but she could not come up with anything. She looked up at Robert and opened her mouth to tell him the whole truth.
Deep down she sneered obviously thinking there would be no way that the man would believe in her sorry and to her surprise Robert stood up and looked down at her," I believe you, no matter who you are remember you are my wife and will be the mother of my children for the rest of our lives, do not for one second think you are much clever than I am and play on tricks on me, else." He left after leaving that statement.