Billionaire's wife by Ashleh Queen (finding audrey txt) 📖

Julie's POV

I limped my way back to the bed and groaned sitting in. I rubbed my right feet over the left while I fisted the sheets recalling his sinister smile. This is what I want from the wife who can’t give me a status. I don’t know what kind of status he wanted. Isn’t accepting his like of a human as a husband was enough? I managed my best to get to the intercom.

“Hello?” I never knew whom I was talking to. All I knew this was a feminine voice and I was thankful.

“Hey, it’s me. Mrs Lucca. Can you send me some breakfast, a painkiller, and an antiseptic cream?” I said and there was nothing for a few seconds.

“Yes, of course, madam. Do you want room service to be there?” Of course, I always ask for room service whenever I call for breakfast. But I gulped looking at the bloodstains on my bed before replying, “No…not yet.”

I went to freshen up but didn’t have the energy to take the bath and only settled for brushing my teeth. I came into my room and not a few seconds later I got breakfast. I didn’t let the staff come into my room and received the food on the door. I closed the door to look for my medicine. I took the tablet and got the cream to the bathroom to apply it at the corner of my mouth and the crook of my neck that had a small cut, and in the end where I had the major tear last night…in my ass. I replaced the sheets and removed the stain before dumping it off. I stared in my reflection to only find very blank eyes staring back at me. I couldn’t get back to the food and decided to pass out on my bed.

I groaned at the knock on my door and sat over my bed holding the cover to my chest given my nightdress was see-through. “Come in,” I replied and got the very same woman who is used to come into my room.

“Mrs Lucca? Mr Colombo would like you to get ready to leave for the shopping…” I narrowed my eyes and wondered recalling my last time of shopping.

“Can you set me a sandwich?” I asked instead,

“Sure,” The woman replied before leaving but I stopped her, “…And, also my bath…can you make me a bath? I will be very thankful...”

I didn’t have the strength to move. The pain had subsided because of the painkiller but I felt exhausted. I leaned my head to the headboard before recalling. How many men you are thinking about? I knew I can take medicines for the pain but what I was supposed to do about his voice that refuses to leave my thoughts.

I inhaled feeling physical pain in my chest. I used to experience this pain only after I lost my father. Baggage on the chest was draining me. Recalling the incident from yesterday was draining my energy. I wonder if living here is any different from living on the streets.

Maybe I should really get out of here for some while. Even if it will be a prank like last time I will be out of here for some while. I get on to take the bath before I came back into my room to change into a black dress that passed my knees. I chose simple sandals and only used lipstick to hide my cut. As for the neck I covered it with a scarf because I didn’t have it in me to apply foundation over these.

The sandwich was delicious. And, the staff knew by now how much I like mayo and chicken. I got out to the living room and waited for Mr Colombo who was going to accompany me. I was standing with black shades hiding my eyes.

“Julie?” I heard and recognized the voice before turning around.

“David?” I was still in disbelief. The guy I was supposed to go on to date.

“What are you doing here?” He gave me a shy smile before uttering. “You are the same. I thought you won’t recognize me…” I wanted to jump over him but only had both hands on my mouth in surprise. His voice was like a faucet open to all that I used to be. I…I should have gone to that date.

Never had I imagined that I wanted love now more than ever. I longed to be looked at the way he was looking at me right now.

“Are you fine?” He asked making my hands let go of my mouth before I said. “Yes, I am…and you?” I asked to which he smiled again with his red ears. “I…I am your new driver. Mr Lucca sent me for you and has asked me not to leave your side whenever you step outside…of course, your husband is the exception…I mean…you don’t need any protection when you are with him, right?” He didn’t seem to taunt. He actually meant those words while Mr Colombo walked in.

“Mrs Lucca? We are getting late for your appointment.” I didn’t know what it meant but I got out while David walked ahead of me.

“David? I will appreciate it if you don’t disturb Mrs Lucca with your unnecessary talks.” I passed a glare to Mr Colombo but he didn’t look at me before he got into the car behind the one I was supposed to get in. I was standing still with David to what just happened. David is a person who is always very professional no matter what he does. And, he had done nothing that should come under the radar.

I got into the car noticing David wasn’t looking at me now. I got my seat belt and said the moment he was about to start.

“You can talk all you want. We are friends. Don’t worry about Mr Colombo. He is a very good person…he just doesn’t want you to get into any problem.”

“What problems?” He asked and I wonder what I am supposed to tell him.

“You know…the usual. Matteo always has many important guests…and…”

“About your husband?” David cut me off. “I met him in the morning.” I didn’t know why but only imaging what must have gone wrong had my heartbeats fast.

“And?...” I asked.

“He seemed off about something I guess. Or who would talk to someone they just met like the way he did,…”

“Was he rude with you?” My voice came out with panic.

“No…it was nothing…you don’t worry.” He smiled getting his attention ahead on the road before I asked.

“Do you know where you are supposed to go?” I asked to which he replied.