Chapter 36: Danger?

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'Remember who you are.' Nevaeh frowned as those words reverberated inside her head. Who was that woman? And what did she mean by those words? Who was watching her? She craned her neck as she cautiously looked around.

Was someone tailing her? Her heart slowly began to race at that thought. She felt a sudden unsettling feeling in the pit of her stomach. Fear was creeping into her again. She was slowly getting used to this feeling.

She looked at her wrist. It was a small cut, but the pain was five times its size, like whatever had cut her had deeply pierced a vein or a nerve. She could not tell when or how she had been cut, but she had a feeling it was that strange lady. But why would she cut her? She didn't feel her skin being pierced at the time. She winced in pain as she wiped the surface of the wound before returning to the car. 

"Madam, you're -" Simon slurred when she approached him. His eyes fell on the blood-stained handkerchief in her hand, and a deep frown crossed his brows.

"Madam, what happened?" He asked, his eyes closely fixed on the cut on her wrist. Nevaeh looked at her hand and sighed. What keen eyes he had. 

Revealing a disarming smile, she replied, "It's nothing. I was a bit clumsy, and bumped into someone on my way." Simon's eyes suddenly became alert as he gazed at her wrist again, but he quickly darted them away to look behind her. Nevaeh noticed the change in his eyes and she followed his gaze, but whatever he was looking at, she couldn't see. 

"Mr Simon-"

"You bumped into someone, and you saw that?" He inquired. His gaze returned to her hand.

Nevaeh nodded, "Yes."

"We should go home." He opened the door while Nevaeh suspiciously stared at him. She carefully observed his face, and the tight knot between his brows told her something was wrong. That gut feeling she had earlier, intensified in her stomach. Did it have something to do with the mysterious lady she had seen or the cut? Or was this sort of related to Dale? Though she wanted to ask, she knew it was better to listen to him for now. If something was amiss, then it would be better to go home.

Nevaeh occasionally noticed Simon's gaze on her, most especially on her wrist all through their drive home. She could tell he was worried and had something to ask, but he was refraining himself. 

"Mr Simon-"

"Does it itch?" He finally asked. 'Itch?' Why would it itch?

"Is it supposed to?" She curiously asked, her inquisitive gaze fixed on him. 

"No." He replied before returning his eyes to the road. Nevaeh knew that was a lie. She wasn't a lie detector, but she could tell Mr Simon wasn't telling the truth. She could feel something was wrong. Mr Simon was acting...strange. Could this really be related to Dale? She had never been in trouble before, as a matter of fact, she had tried her best to avoid being in one. She lived amicably with everybody, so what was wrong now?

Nevaeh had her mind filled with thoughts, she didn't pay attention to the rest of their journey home.

The moment they arrived at the mansion, Simon opened the door for her to alight. "I'll bring a first aid kit." He said. Nevaeh had something to ask but she stopped herself. She simply nodded and walked ahead. She had a feeling she might be in danger, but for what reason, she didn't know.

She had expected to see Dale in the sitting room when she arrived, but he wasn't there. She wasn't sure if she should be relieved about that or not. She had advised herself to maintain some distance between them, at least till Elle was found. She had to protect herself from that lustful man at all costs. Wait! she was the lustful one. Having desires and want from a man who wasn't hers. How wild and shameless she has become. Staying away from him was the safest measure she could take.

She prayed in her heart he wasn't in the bedroom as she made her way up the stairs. Her steps slowed when she thought about the possibility of him being in the room. Maybe she should go somewhere else, but she had to change out of her clothes, and there was nowhere else to go.

The hard thumping beats of her heart echoed in her ears as she slowly opened the door.

"Dale?" She whispered his name while her eyes scanned across the empty room. She sighed in relief when she didn't see him there. She hurried towards the wardrobe to pick something casual. She had barely taken off the first buttons of her shirt when she felt a presence behind her. She gasped in shock when she turned around and saw him there, staring at her with frantic and fearful eyes.

W-when did he...? How was he doing that? 

"How...did you get here?" She asked in shock. She had just walked in and she had locked the door. So how was he there? She didn't even hear him walk in!

"Where is it?" He asked, not bothering to answer her question.

Where was what? She pondered. Her eyes followed his gaze which rested on her hand.

She took a retreating step when he crossed the space between them. She hid her left hand behind her when she realized what he was looking for. Mr Simon must have informed him about it. What a tattletale!

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Nevaeh tried retreating again, but he stopped her when he gripped her hand and pulled her close, his inquisitive eyes desperately searching for something on her arm.

"Let me." He said. Nevaeh's eyes danced with hesitation as she stared at him. Slowly she released her hand and Dale took a careful look at it.

"Does it hurt?" He inquired, gently grazing his hand over it.

"A little." She swallowed when he glanced at her for certainty. Her nervous eyes blinked rapidly while she cleared her throat. "Maybe more than little." She mumbled, lowering her eyes from his face while he nodded. 

"Let me help with it." He said.

Help her with it? How? Seeing the questions in her eyes, he revealed the first aid box in his other hand. Nevaeh was surprised she hadn't even noticed it.

Without waiting for her response, he led her to the bedroom and made her sit on the bed. The pounding sounds of her heart slowly began to fill the room when he squatted before her and opened the box to tend to her wound.

She watched every one of his actions with bated breath as the slight touch of his fingers made the memories of the night come blaring through her head. Her eyes darted to the dressing table and her cheeks suddenly turned hot

.

She instinctively retrieved her hand making Dale frown. 

"You...don't have to do this. I can handle this." She stuttered.

"But I'm here. Allow me to care for you." He said as he took her hand back. Nevaeh swallowed when he blew on her hand after he applied ointments to the wound. His warm breath tingled even more than the ointment did.

"Do you remember who bumped into you?" He asked as he applied a bandage on her hand. He gazed at her when she hesitated.

"Elle?" He gently called, while staring at her.

"It was some lady." She replied. 

"Can you remember her looks?" 

Her looks? Nevaeh desperately searched her mind to remember how she looked but there was no memory of her face. All she could remember were her green eyes. They were spectacular. 

She shook her head in response.

"Tell me what you remember." He said. Nevaeh told him all that happened, and she couldn't help but notice the flash of fear hinted with rage that flickered in his eyes.

"Am I in any form of danger?" Her small voice revealed the fear that was brooding in her heart. She could feel its heavy beat against the wall of her chest.

He held her hands. She sighed as the gentle stroke of his thumb against her skin stilled her fear.

"I'll protect you with my life, even till my death." His death? Nevaeh didn't know why he was making such promises. She wasn't in such deep trouble, was she? For some reason, she didn't like the sound or the thought of him dying. A pang hit her chest at that horrid imagination. She could see the sincerity in his eyes. She wasn't in any danger that might endanger his life, right? Why was she even been bothered about his life and not hers?

His grip over her hand tightened and she looked at him. "Love, do you think you can stay indoors for now?"

"Are you keeping me, prisoner?" 

"No." He declared. "I just want to keep you safe."

"Keep me safe? From what?"

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