Chapter 145 - Painful Cramps and His Care (2) (1/2)

|Innaya|

Fortune's whining sound distracted me a bit, bringing me out of my reverie. I looked on my left side only to see Fortune's big eyes staring longingly at me. I had forgotten about him. My eyes involuntarily went to his bowls of food and water.

I sighed when I found them full. I could not entertain him because of my fear. If Eshan had ignored him while looking after me, I would have felt awful. It was a good thing that Eshan did not forget to look after him as well.

Eshan was truly a multitasking man. I could barely keep up with two or three things at a time. However, Eshan did so many things. He cooked. He cleaned. He took care of me. He took care of Fortune. Also, he looked after his office work in the meantime. He was doing so many things that I was starting to feel guilty for making his overwork.

A wide grin formed on Fortune's face when he saw me looking at him. From the cushion he was resting on, he slowly crawled forwards, stealthily. I found his actions pretty amusing. I temporarily forgot all about my pain as my whole attention was taken by the fur of the ball trying to be as discreet as he could.

It was a funny sight to watch. I giggled softly. ”What an adorable dog!”

”Is Fortune more entertaining than me?”

My eyes snapped at Eshan's voice. He had returned with meds and a hot water bag. He gave a side-eye to Fortune. I thought that he would next second stand before Fortune, blocking him from my sight. Was he being jealous of an animal?

Fortune barked at Eshan as if expressing his displeasure at Eshan's interference. I suppressed the bubbling laughter in my throat. I did not want to agitate him. Furthermore, I was yet to receive my answers. I shook my head, gnawing on my lower lip with my teeth.

”I can touch my wife, you can't,” Eshan smugly taunted Fortune before he sat near my head on the sofa. Placing a pillow on his lap, he gently picked my head and put it on the pillow. ”Here, keep this on the place where it's aching the most.” He then gave the hot water bag in my hands.

However, I was too preoccupied with his action of keeping my head in his lap. I forgot about that hot water bag in his hand. I came out of my stupor when Eshan leaned over and placed it over the right side of my stomach.

He held it there with his right hand.

Feeling conscious, I returned back to the present. ”I'll do it.” I took hold of it, and Eshan retracted his hand, nodding his head.

”You've to take those medicines over there. There's also a painkiller. You can take it if you can't handle the pain.” Eshan pointed toward the coffee table where strips of medicines were kept along with the glass of water.

I nodded my head. I didn't want to take the medicines just yet. We had our lunch just now. My stomach was so full that I couldn't even stomach a sip of water. It was that full. ”I'll take them after half an hour. I can't stomach anything now,” I replied.

”Fine.” Eshan caressed my cheek with the back of his fingers.

”Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere? Are your legs aching? I remember last time you were having a hard time.” He asked while his fingers now removed a few bangs from the side of my face that had fallen out of the braid I had made.

I pushed back those bangs. ”Now, tell me,” I demanded.

Eshan sighed. ”You won't let it go, right?”

I smiled a little at him. He knew me perfectly. I wouldn't let it go. I needed to know what had happened. Though he tried to shift the topic to my period, I wasn't going to let it go.

”Well, I also don't know what happened. One moment, I was looking at that scar and in the next moment, I realize something wasn't right. When I looked at you, you were clawing at your throat, almost choking yourself. And, then somehow things went out of the control.” Eshan sighed. His fingers gently massaged my scalp while his eyes turned sad.

Oh! That was why those marks were on my throat. I unconsciously touched my throat. It stung, but I didn't react. Worrying Eshan was the last thing I wanted to do. I waited for him to continue. Judging from the way his voice had wavered, I knew he was deeply affected.

”Don't touch it, Tesoro. It will hurt.” Eshan frowned. He had noticed my discomfort. He then picked up a tube. Taking a generous globe of that white substance on his forefinger, he applied it on my throat. Instantly, the cooling sensation made me feel a little better.