The Billionaire Who Saved Me

As Elice walked toward Garrett’s office, the question marks in her mind grew more intense. Curiosity and confusion combined to fill her mind with questions.

Who had entered Garrett’s office last night? For what purpose?

However, all these questions vanished from Elice’s mind in an instant, coinciding with her footsteps, which stopped at the same moment. This happened because when she was just a short distance from Garrett’s office door, Elice found Regina coming out of it.

Regina closed the door, turned around and started to leave, but Elice’s unexpected presence startled her.

“Madam.”

Elice approached Regina, her eyes scanning Regina from top to bottom. The young girl’s hands clenched with barely concealed tension.

“What were you doing in my husband’s office?”

“I was doing nothing, madam,” Regina replied. “I was just passing by and found Mr. Garrett’s office door open. I went in to check and then left.”

Elice didn’t immediately react to Regina’s words. Instead, she stared at the young girl intently until she finally nodded.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, madam,” Regina said and bowed. “I will take my leave.”

Allowing Regina to leave first, Elice wanted to check her husband’s office first. Something, however, caused her first step to falter.

On the other side, disappearing behind the wall, Elice was sure her eyes weren’t mistaken. It was Yocelyn.

*

“You shouldn’t have come tonight, Elice. Look. You look tired. Pale.”

After dinner, Elice decided to go to the hospital. Not only with her driver, but she was accompanied by another car. To avoid any unwanted incidents.

It was almost half past eight in the evening. Garrett had thought Elice wouldn’t show up. But here she was, sitting next to his hospital bed.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“I just haven’t slept much. I’ll feel better tomorrow,” Elice said with a smile, not wanting to worry Garrett about her condition. “Have you had dinner?”

Garrett nodded. “Eaten and taken my medicine. I may fall asleep soon.”

Thanks to the effects of the medicine Garrett had taken, it should ensure that he got enough rest for a faster recovery.

“You’re not thinking of leaving after I fall asleep, are you? Because if you are, I won’t let you.”

But Elice was worried about Garrett’s condition. Besides, she didn’t want to leave her husband alone.

“I’m fine, Elice. So please,” Garrett continued gently. “Go home. You need to rest.”

Elice clearly felt dependent on Garrett’s presence. Something she had never imagined before. That after the heartache and wounds of love, another kind of love had healed her.

Within a year, Elice had found the cure for all the pain she had suffered. And now she realized that she really couldn’t let go of that cure.

“Alright. I’ll come back tomorrow morning before I go to the office.”

Garrett agreed. Nodding, he blinked once when he saw Elice get up from her seat. Closing the distance between them, she kissed Garrett gently.

*

Garrett was only in the hospital for about four days. He returned home that night, escorted by Elice and several guards. His return was deliberately scheduled for the evening to avoid prying eyes.

Garrett decided to continue his recovery at home. Being in the hospital too long had made him restless and bored.

His return was undoubtedly a joyous occasion for his family. Daphne, Norah, and Elice seemed delighted, especially since Garrett’s condition had improved. The bruises and swelling on his face had disappeared, and the cuts and scratches were beginning to heal completely.

When Garrett finally lay back in bed beside Elice, he found that his wife did not immediately close her eyes. Instead, she spent a few minutes admiring his appearance.

“I missed you, Garrett.”

Garrett shifted slightly to meet Elice’s gaze. There he found the truth in his wife’s words. Her longing gaze was indeed directed at him.

But it wasn’t just longing. Worries, fears, and restlessness had also plagued Elice lately. She couldn’t sleep well, felt uncomfortable eating, and couldn’t concentrate at work. It wasn’t an exaggeration. What wife could stay calm when her husband was going through the ordeal Garrett was experiencing?

Elice wanted to take some time off. She wanted to go with Garrett. But she was afraid it would arouse the suspicion of undesirable people.

“Forgive me.”

Garrett reached out and pulled Elice into his embrace. Holding her close, it took only a few seconds for Garrett to feel the dampness on the pajamas she was wearing. Elice was crying.

Garrett stroked Elice’s hair without saying anything. He never realized how worried Elice was about his condition.

And so they spent the rest of the night comforting each other. Until a gentle kiss from Garrett on the top of Elice’s head became the last thing they felt before their consciousness faded away, surrendering to the comfortable sleep they had longed for.

The sun shone brightly the next day. It seemed to give extra energy to those who prepared for work.

Elice was ready. Dressed in her office attire, she said goodbye to Garrett and left the house with her private driver.

Garrett spent some time chatting with Daphne and Norah. And then, for health reasons, Norah asked Garrett to return to his room and rest.

At first, Garrett did just that. He returned to his room. But a few moments later, he realized something important, something he had almost missed.

It had been almost six days since the incident, and I hadn’t seen any movement from Nana?

Garrett’s mind was filled with question marks. He didn’t want to think the worst, but wouldn’t that make sense?

Nana tried to keep me from knowing about Grandpa and Dad’s death. And now she did nothing when my life was in danger?

To be honest, Garrett was worried about Daphne now. What if Daphne wasn’t the loving grandmother he’d always thought she was? What if Daphne was really the one behind Harlan and Allan’s deaths?

Garrett shook his head, trying to push the negativity out of his mind. He remembered clearly how much Daphne loved Harlan and how much she cherished Allan.

But Garrett decided he couldn’t wait any longer. He wasn’t going to take any chances. He had no intention of getting lost in his own complicated thoughts.

Garrett stepped outside and headed for Daphne’s room. He knocked once and Regina opened the door.

“Sir.”

Regina stepped back to allow Garrett to enter, and Daphne greeted him. As Garrett started to get up from his seat, he was stopped by Garrett himself. He quickly walked over to his grandmother.

“Garrett,” Daphne whispered with bright eyes. “Why did you come to me? Aren’t you resting?”

Garrett took a seat on the same couch as Daphne, right next to her. He shook his head.

“I need to talk to you about something.”

Daphne blinked. “Is it important?”

Garrett reached out and gently took Daphne’s hand. He nodded.

“Yes,” Garrett replied. “It’s something very important.”

Garrett’s answer made Daphne hold her breath. Her heart began to beat uncomfortably. But as much as she could, she tried to keep her composure.

Daphne nodded resignedly. She turned to Regina.

“You go out. I need to speak to Garrett alone.”

“Very well, madam.”

Regina left, closing the door tightly behind her, leaving grandmother and grandson to have a private conversation.

“What would you like to talk about, Garrett?”

For a few seconds, Garrett did not immediately answer the question. Instead, he just stared at Daphne intently. As if he wanted to find out if his grandmother was hiding something from him. But Daphne was really good at holding her expression.

“I want to ask you, Nana.”

Daphne returned Garrett’s gaze. “About what? Work? Or…?”

“About the attack that could have cost me my life a few days ago.”

Maintaining his expression was difficult at the moment. Even trying to control his breathing. Daphne hadn’t expected Garrett to ask that.

“I don’t know. Either I wasn’t informed or everything is as I imagined.”

“What do you mean?”

Garrett furrowed his brow and looked at Daphne with a look full of question marks.

“Didn’t you report this incident to the police?”

Daphne was taken aback. She couldn’t answer the question. In the midst of her mental turmoil the other day, she had almost missed something.

I should have pretended to report the incident to the police.

But it was too late. Garrett had sensed something was wrong since the first night. When he waited for some policemen to question him, he didn’t find any law enforcement officers arriving. Not even today.

All silence. As if nothing had happened. Even Garrett was sure. Dariel hadn’t been visited by a single policeman either.

“Carolus took care of everything,” Daphne said later. “You don’t have to worry. The most important thing now is only one. You need to get plenty of rest and get well soon.”

Garrett blinked several times. But he didn’t take his eyes off his grandmother at all. And being looked at like that by her grandson made Daphne nervous.

Garrett had never had to deal with the police before. But there were at least a few things he thought should be done when a crime was reported. Questioning him was the easiest.

And now, as Garrett continued to think, he wasn’t sure. What about the whereabouts of his assailant? If the police didn’t do anything, then where were they?

Garrett pushed the dark possibility out of his mind. He took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

“Garrett? Are you all right?”

No. Garrett didn’t feel all right right now. For some reason, his entire body was suddenly filled with fear.

“If you feel unwell again, I will ask Yocelyn to call the doctor immediately.”

Garrett shook his head. “No. I’m fine.”

Daphne checked Garrett’s condition. But her grandson’s face looked pale. But she didn’t want to argue.

“All right. But at least rest for now, Garrett,” Daphne said. “You’re not fully recovered yet.”

Garrett wanted to rest right away. But after asking his grandmother one more question.

“There’s one more thing I want to ask you, Nana,” Garrett said afterward. “After that, I’ll rest.”

Once again, Daphne tried to gather her strength. But for some reason, this time her intuition felt particularly uncomfortable. As if her instincts were telling her not to let Garrett ask again. She had to think of various reasons to prevent Garrett from asking her another question.

“What else do you want to ask?”

But in the end, Daphne ignored her instincts. And that was something extremely fatal for Daphne. Because the next question Garrett asked was something she really hadn’t expected.

“Why did you instruct Mr. Carolus to prevent me from meeting Mr. Dirk and Mrs. Dakota?”

*