Just as Emma raised her head to tell her father of her decision, she came into eye contact with the man she so despised. She cursed the heavens for her bad luck. She really was down on luck to come face to face with the man she so wished to be away from just as she had planned to run away from him. She had even come up with an explainable reason to divorce and speaking of the devil and thou shall appear.
She had made the decision and was so bent to make it happen, but Robert's sharp eyes made it hard for her to say what was on her mind out loud. She could not even breathe let alone say a word.
Robert slowly made his way into the hospital room with his assistant in tow. Walked to where Emma's father was seated and took his hand on his forehead as a form of greeting. [note: it a Country A's form of greeting from where Sadiq was from].
Tsk, tsk...such a bootlicker. Learning even our country's form of greeting. Emma grumbled
Her father gave her a look as if to warn her to be mindful of her words. She harrumphed and went into the covers covering her face, out of sight out of mind.
'I do not mind her, I understand this is a phase all women in her condition go through, I read of it when I was learning on how to take care of a pregnant woman' Robert eyed Emma as he walked towards her.
Humph! Ever heard of the devil caring about angels? This man was just pretending for her father to see. There was no way she was going to buy it. She knew he was a dangerous man. If he could so easily figure out that she was was not the real Emma, then he was someone she was supposed to stay very very far away from. Now her goal to get a divorce became even stronger. She had to get away from the man or sooner or later she would die without knowing how.
After Robert walked towards her, her father excused himself to give the couple some privacy. Emma felt like crying but unfortunately, there were no tears for her to cry out. She felt bitter and irritated. He was just like a fly that kept buzzing in Infront of her face when it knew that she would strike it down. The stupid disturbing fly was what Robert was in her eyes.
With a belly full of anger, she turned to the other side looking out of the window, not having the intention of giving him face at all. Robert stopped at her side and with a wave of his hand his assistant Thomas walked in and handed him a document. Robert then passed the document to Emma along with a pen then strode towards the sofa in the hospital room, adjusted his suit coat then sat down with his legs crossed as if to say that he would not leave unless she signed the document handed to her.
Looking down at the document and pen placed on her hands that were on her lap, Emma felt like a hot potato had been handed to her. There was no way he was going to believe that whatever was in her hands was a divorce agreement, the man had already made it clear that there were no ways in hell he was going to grant her a divorce and the fact that her dad owed him made it even more so worse. She did not know what was going on between the two men but the seriousness her father used to tell her that she was not going to be able to get a divorce was enough to show that her goal will prove to be very difficult to achieve.
But since she was a positive kind of person, she tried to still hope that maybe just maybe whatever was written was a divorce agreement as she had always wanted. Before she opened the document, she stole a peek at the man who sat on the sofa without a care that the person who occupied the hospital room did not want him at all. How shameless, 'humph it better be a divorce agreement otherwise I will make his whole life miserable' Emma was thinking to herself, she did not even notice that she was already subconsciously looking forward to spending a lifetime with the man even if it was not for a positive thought.
The man was sitting there exuding a kingly aura, looking like a nobleman from ancient times and free from worldly troubles. He looked like no one could cross him. He kept flipping through a document while he was typing away on his laptop at the same time. Emma even wondered where the laptop materialized from because she had not seen it when he was entering her room. Looking to the side and seeing Thomas, her husband-in-name assistant, standing at the side she figured who might have delivered the laptop and documents he was going through.
Emma was losing her cool already. The man is using her hospital room like it was his room, working and doing whatever is in it. Does he not own a multibillion company, was his company so poor that it could not afford an office?
Well, it seemed that being sick and reincarnating our female lead forgot that the male lead was the one who was paying for the hospital room, so of course he would use it anytime and anyhow he seemed fit, how was she to shoo away her sponsor?
After stealing a peek and still hating the man even more for him sitting there comfortably all mighty while she had to rack her brains on how she could run away from him, she became even more uncomfortable and quickly opened the document praying with all her heart that it was what she wanted it to be.