Aurora pov
"Who is taking these drugs?" It's dangerous when abused," he said, cutting into my thoughts, I feel so sad for him, who wants him dead and why? Dexter might be mean, but I doubt he had done anyone wrong, so why do they want him dead so young?.
"Aurora," he called, and I looked up at him "are you taking them?" He asked, and I quickly shook my head no " No, but somebody is feeding this to my husband; I said, "I saw you got married to him on TV, but that is not the case right now, they are feeding him the wrong drugs; they should be arrested; that are breaking the laws, and why would anyone give this to a perfectly fine man?" He said. I breathe out.
"You have to help me out," I said, looking at him "How ?" He asked. "Can you help me check for these two drugs? "I asked. " Sure, that win take time," he said " it seems someone wants him dead or permanently useless; he is confined in a wheelchair, and his legs don't work at all, they are giving him the wrong drugs, and the doctor is part of the people, I can't tell him; he would never believe me because he trusts everyone around him, and I can't bear to see anyone like that after my grandmother's death," I said, my heart aching for him.
The fact he trusts the doctor not to argue with him is enough to be heartbroken; he doesn't seem like the type to trust anyone, yet the people he trusts are betraying him. Shame.
" Okay ,let's do this since you can't tell him and he trusts everyone around him, we would look for a way to stop him from taking the drugs, the original pills of this drug are very bitter, and he would notice if they switched it, so I will talk to my friend to turn the drugs Into a syringe, maybe you add it to his tea or something, and don't worry; the drugs will still work even in the tea, when it is ready I will instruct you on how to give it to him," he said, and I nodded my head.
"This one, I don't know how terrible his eyes has gone," he said.
"He is complaining of headache and the affect are starting to show, discard all these pills; I will send your similar drugs, but this one is to help him get his eyesight back," he said.
"But he can't continue taking this, "I said "yes, I will switch it with some painkiller; thankfully, they are around the same size," he said, and I breathe out.
"When will they be ready?" I asked. " Give me three days; I will start working on it," he said, and I smiled, what has he not done for me? "Thank you so much, Dr James you have no idea what you've done for me," I said, and he smiled.
"Is he treating you well?" He asked, giving me a long, I sighed. "Well, he treats me better than my family," I said, and he immediately understood he smiled.
"Call me when anything happens, Aurora; your grandmother kept you in my care, you've hidden enough from me," he said and I smiled. " I will," I said he nodded his head standing up. "I will be right back," he said I nodded my head, and I looked at the drugs, getting list I thought I guess it's up to me to help him now.
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I walked inside the mansion after coming back from seeing Dr James I wanted to head to my room to freshen up before going to his room, but I met Mary, and she glared at me.
"And where are you coming from? She snapped, it's crazy how nice she seemed at first; now she is walking around with her tail struck in between her ass. I wanted to snap back, but I figured I wouldn't be helping Dexter.
"I want to see a friend," I said calmly she looked at me. Mr.king is asking for you," she said l, walking away,and I watched her as she left.
"So much sass for a lady her age," I mumbled, heading to my room, I dropped my bag before heading to his room, I know he is about to complain about why I left the mansion without informing anyone, I got to his room and knock softly, I am not even afraid of him anymore.
"Come in," he said, and I walked inside,he was Seated on his bed, files scattered on it,with his laptop on his lap , he looked up at me, and seeing him wear glasses made me so sad.
"Where are you coming from?" He snapped, and I just keep looking at him, he may be harsh and have a bad temper, but I know that is a cover-up and also the frustration gathered from his affliction, anyone would be bother and always angry, he is a handsome man; ladies flock over him, how can he get used to the ugly reality that is confined and locked up In this room?
"Are you deaf?" He snapped, I walked to him, and I couldn't help myself as I hugged him, resting my head on his chest we sat In silence, and I just hugged him; he wasn't pushing me back, and that made me wrap my arms around his neck, brushing his hair as he rested his on my chest, suddenly, he pushed me away; I met myself on the floor my ass throbbing in pain.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He snapped, looking flustered, I glared at him "it's just a hug, never been hugged before ?" I snapped, standing up he glared at me.
"If you are trying to make me forget you left the house without informing anyone with that hug, then you failed woefully," he snapped, I rolled my eye's.
"Well, I'm glad I wasn't trying to make you forget; I am a grown woman, and I can visit anywhere if I wanted to," I snapped, and he looked taken aback, I looked at his side, and there are fruits and his drugs on the tray and my eye's widened.
"Did you take your drugs?" I asked, staring at him, he looked at the tray and he cleared his throat. "I shouldn't? He asked, and I sighed still can't believe anyone would want to destroy his life; he is such a beautiful man.
"Well, I am not surprised, you are one of those people who wants me confined to a wheelchair forever," he said, and I just shook my head, if only he knew.
"Do you need me for anything?" I asked
"Yes, I need the head massage; I'm having a headache," he said and I didn't laugh at him for wanting my massage, instead I ran to his bathroom, took some face towels, soaked them, and took a bowl filled with cold water, then I went to him; I dropped the water beside the drawer.
"What is that for?" He said I ignored him clearing the bed, " lay on your back," I said and he looked at me suspiciously.
"Why?" He asked, I sighed; he is do stubborn" lay on your back," I snapped, and he glared at me.
"No," he snapped back, he always makes everything different; well two can play a game, went to him and pulled his ears.
"Lay on your back right now, or else I feel sorry for what I do next!" I yelled and he flinched, holding his ear.
"How dare you!" He yelled, I ignored him, putting in all my strength to drag him by his feet, he was finally on his back. "Ms brown," he snapped, and I ignored him carrying his head up and putting a pillow, he looked up at me, and I continued ignoring him, squeezing the towel and placing it on his head.
"I am not a child," he snapped, and I didn't reply to him I sink my hand into his hair, massaging his scalp as the towel stayed on his forehead, he went quiet and slowly, his eye's was fluttering closed, I smiled; he is such a big baby. A big dog with no bark.
"You get on my nerves," he mumble , half asleep but I smiled wider, looking at him ugh, he is lucky he is cute, minutes pass, and he was in a deep sleepm. I sighed, removing the towel and playing with his hair mindlessly. I promise to care for you, Dexter, and I don't care what attitude you give me or what anyone tries to do; I will do all In my power to get you off this wheelchair.