Chapter 244 - Two Hundred And Forty-four: Who Rescued You? (1/2)

Niklaus' point of view

What have I done? I must have gone crazy! But the warning bells in my head didn't stop me from carrying her in my arms, walking out of the restaurant. I just knocked out a lady in broad daylight; a lady who resembled my late ex-girlfriend, no, this was Maya.

She was just pretending and probably angry at me because I failed in protecting her as I promised. I didn't ask her about our child - no, I was scared to.

It was still a miracle to me that she survived that fall off that bridge, but what if the baby didn't survive? I'll just be reopening an old wound.

Moreover, Maya was still denying her identity. I don't know nor understand why she would do that but I'll rip the truth out of her mouth. I had lived the last seven years of my life in torments and wouldn't let go of her that easily.

The thoughts of amnesia crossed my mind else, why would she vehemently deny she was Maya. Moreover, if she had really survived that bridge, then there was bound to be complications.

I don't know what happened to Maya or how she came to be Reia or whatever she calls herself, but amnesia or not, I would help her remember - no, I would sure she remembers.

So with that determination, I placed her into the front seat, helped her with the seat belt, and handcuffed her. Yeah, I was applying all preliminary measures here, who knows what she would do to me when she awakes?

I began to drive to my destination, her old place. Not only did she live half of her life there, but we made a lot of memories there. It was a place of precious and painful remembrances; we fought and made love there.

Not long after, I felt someone stir beside me and knew it was time to face the battle ahead. If she's Maya, then she'd kill me for this.

”You're awake?”

I watched Maya furrow her brows as she looked around and sat up abruptly when realization dawned on her.

”You animal!”

It's confirmed, she's Maya.

”I'm driving, Maya. So unless you want us to have an accident, you can go ahead and distract me,” I told her while she glared at me.

”You're crazy in the head. I told you I'm not Maya!” She insisted, ”Now, unhand me this instant!” She almost pushed her chained hands to my face.

”Relax, I'm not kidnapping you -”

”You just took me without my consent, what's it called? Adultnapping?” she sassed without letting me finish my statement.

”Relax, Maya, I'm not a bad person- which you know,” I said pointedly, catching her expression and had to say, she was good in this game of pretense.

”I know nothing about you aside from what I've read in the tabloids and seen on the internet. Niklaus Spencer, the legendary casanova- don't you think for one moment that I'll fall for your pathetic tricks,” she said, her words dripping with revulsion with a hint of anger.

It made me wonder, even if she isn't Maya - which she is- why did she hate me so much? Why was she so intent on judging me with my past mistakes and behavior. I wasn't that same Niklaus, I've changed.

She kept making snide remarks but I ignored her, the comment earlier had already dampened my mood. I'll just open her eyes then with evidence.

We arrived at her place in an hour and not once did she shut her mouth up. I knew what she was doing, trying to get me angry so I could make mistakes. Once emotional, it was easy to prevail over an enemy. How did she even learn that tactics - there was more to the current Maya than I know.