Pablo, the man with the black skin, didn't say much but looked friendly and kind. His face looks cute with a charming smile complete with dimples on his cheeks even though he looks so masculine. He is a nice man who has been helping Christabell over the past week, apart from Esmeralda. Both of them like angles for Christabell, they help Christabell without expecting anything in return.
The two of them worked in the same place, at the inn where Christabell was stay. They are good people who always provide support to Christabell, both moral and material support. With the little money they had, they sometimes brought them food that Christabell liked. Apart from that, they also gave Christabell some new clothes.
That morning, before Christabell had bleeding, she received a call on the inn's phone for the first time. Apparently it is Ms. Parish.
"Hello." Christabell opened her voice.
"Hello." Answer the woman on the other side. "You must still remember my voice, right?" Ask Ms. Parish.
"Yes." Christabell replied.
"I'm just making sure you keep your word, or I can make your closest friend at the Ritz lose her life eating her poisoning food." Threatens Ms. Parish.
Suddenly, cold sweat ran down Christabell's body. "Why are you so cruel?" Christabell whispered in her tears.
"You should be thankful that I didn't kill you and your baby. So don't try anything, my spies are everywhere, watching you closely." Close Ms. Parish.
With trembling hands, Christabell returned the inn phone to the receptionist and as she planned to return to her room, suddenly Christabell felt her stomach ache. Luckily at that time Pablo had just arrived at the inn. Seeing that Christabell was bleeding, Pablo swiftly took her to the hospital for help.
***
Today after two days of Christabell's hospitalization, Pablo came to visit as usual, taking turns with Esmeralda.
"Hi." He greeted with that sweet smile. "How are you today?" Pablo asked as he placed several flower stalks on a vase on a small table, close to the bed where Christabell lay.
"Getting better." Christabell replied with a smile. Christabell's heart grew sour, she hoped that the one around her at this time was Richard Anthony, the man she loved the most, the father of her newborn child.
"She looks awake." said Pablo while taking Adrianna from the baby's box and holding her. Christabell's eyes filled with tears, her heart turn blue and she was on the verge of tears. She really wished it was Ricahrd Anthony, and not Pablo who was carrying Adrianna on his hoke.
Pablo turned his head, "Are you all right?" Pablo asked as he looked at Christabell, who began to be unable to hold back her tears. Even though her tears were falling, Christabell tried to smile. "I'm ok, I just miss my husband." she replied in the middle of her tears.
Pablo handed Adrianna in Christabell's arms because she asked him to. She took Adrianna on her arm and stared at the baby with tears in her eyes. "I wish she could meet her father, soon." Said Christabell.
"I'll take you and your baby to your husband. Give me the contacts, I'll call him." Pablo said.
"No." Shake Christabell. "I'm not sure what conditions are like in there." Christabell replied.
Pablo took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, if only I could help." I'm sorry.
Christabell pursed her lips together, she tried to smile but her eyes were still filled with tears. "You've helped me so much, I can't even imagine what would have happened without you." He said in a trembling voice.
Pablo shot his gaze to "I was there for him, Adrianna."
Christabell nodded, she wiped her tears. "Thanks."
Pablo rubbed the blanket that wrapped Adrianna, "I will do anything to protect this baby." He said. "Give me your husband's contacts, I promise everything will be fine." Pablo said, trying to convince Christabell.
Christabell shook her head weakly, "You don't understand Pablo, the lives of people that I know may be in danger." He bowed briefly.
Pablo pursed his lips, his jaw tightened briefly, before he said, "But you've been through a lot of bad things, at least if your husband finds out who did it, he can handle the situation."
"I'll think about it." Replied Bell.
"Ok. Don't be rush. Take your time, at least until you recover and get back your health." Pablo nodded, he got up from where he was sitting, suddenly Bell took his hand "Thanks for everything."
"You're welcome." Pablo came out of Christabell's ward. He leaving Christabell with her pain in the stitches after surgery, and her baby with who was slept on her arms.
Eventhough she smile at her baby, but in her heart, she was screaming. Every sels of her body really wanted Richard to be by her side. Hug her, kiss her, cry for her. Her tears felt down again, and she kissed the ring on her ring finger, "I hope you hear my heart voice, Rich. Please find us, soon." She whispered, tears streaming down her face.
***
Thousands of miles from Puerto Rico, in his residence Richard Anthony was busy with a team of private investigators to find the whereabouts of his wife. His consciousness had recovered, he no longer spent time drinking bottles of alcohol. Richard finds confidence that his wife is still alive, somewhere. Moreover, it was confirmed by a witness from a team of private investigators that someone saw Christabell in a public toilet at a gas station about a week ago.
As if hearing Christabell's voice in his heart, Richard suddenly looked at his wedding ring and kissed the ring that had wrapped around his finger, "I'll find you soon dear, hang on." He muttered to himself. "Hold on." He whispered once again.
He really has an ambition to find his missing wife as soon as possible. He even consulted Christabell's gynecologist about the his wife pregnancy and her baby, because Christabell's pregnancy was approaching due time, and she is still missing.
"Hold on, both of you." Rich's jaw tightened after saying those words in his heart. He really felt a tremor inside her that was hard to describe, could it be the chemistry between him and Christabell even though they were thousands of miles away.