The King (Alpha Trilogy #3)

Chapter 20

Ivy

The man from earlier whom Dr. Leon called my father, didn't come back to my room again after I woke up. I have a feeling he doesn't want to see me. It's been few days now, but he still hasn't shown up.

There's another man that keeps coming here here, though. He says he's my husband.

But I'm not sure how I feel about it. I saw the ring on my finger, but it just... doesn't feel right.

It's like there's something they're not telling me.

I watch silently as Dr. Leon walks into my room with a sympathetic look on his face. "Hi Yvette. How are you feeling? Any discomfort? Pain? Headaches?" He warmly asks, checking my chart.

I point at my throat weakly, getting a sad sigh from him. "I know, Yvette. It's uncomfortable, isn't it? – I nod – I'm sorry, but you know why it's in." Yeah, I know why this tube is in my throat.

It's because I can't breathe without it.

The thing on my neck, which I still don't know what it is, is infected and swollen, both from the inside and outside. It puts pressure on my throat, restricting my breathing.

"Okay, I'm going to check your neck now. If you feel any pain, just tap your fingers, okay?" I nod weakly and tap my fingers. "You're in pain now?" I nod again.

"That's weird, you should be getting enough morphine to not feel anything." Dr. Leon murmurs quietly, but I still hear him. "I'll adjust the dose, alright? How bad is the pain now?" He asks, watching my fingers closely. I tap them seven times, making his frown deepen even more.

"Seven? Oh dear, this is not good." I hear him mutter. "Let me see your neck."

I stay still while Dr. Leon pushes my hair out of the way then gently takes off the gauze from my neck. He breathes a barely audible gasp, frowning deeply, then reapplies the strange ointment he brought here earlier and places the gauze back in its place. "It doesn't look good, Yvette. It's not healing no matter what I do and I'm afraid the infection is getting worse."

I only whimper quietly. I don't want to die.

"Yvette, do you want me to tell you father and husband about this?" I shake my head curtly. I don't know why, but I don't trust those men. They scare me.

I know they said they're my father and husband, but I don't feel anything towards them.

Anything except for fear.

Whenever 'my husband' comes here, I hear my heart-rate pick up and I almost always end up having what Dr. Leon calls a panic attack. The man looks at me with so much... possessiveness and contempt I can barely look at him when he talks to me. He's so... cold and mean towards me.

Did I really marry such a man?

"Yvette, look at me please. – Dr. Leon instructs gently – Are you feeling dizzy? Does your head hurt?" I shake my head. "Okay." He notes his observations then takes a seat next to my bed.

"Yvette, I need you to stay calm right now, okay? There's something I need to tell you." The nice doctor quietly says, making me frown in worry.

Before he can continue, the door bursts open and 'my husband' storms in.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?! YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!" He yells at the doctor and I already hear my heartbeat quicken in fear.

"Mr. Armstrong! If you can't keep your temper in check, I'll be forced to have you removed from here." Dr. Leon warns darkly, growling at 'my husband'. Growling? Does he have a problem with his throat too?