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Chapter 69

Chapter 69 Let Me Taste Of Your Sweet Lips

Do men cry? Amy thought. Amy had seen women cry on many occasions but this was the first time she will see tears on a man’s

face,

She withdrew her body back slowly, feeling pathetic for the father of her children.

“I’ll take my leave, Mr. Broderick,” Amy said and Broderick nodded simply. She turned to the door, pushed it open and walked out

Broderick cleaned the single drop of tears on his face. Though he didn’t like the way Amy saw tears on his face as it made him

feel weak before her but it was uncontrollable. He suddenly sighted something strange from a tall house, as if someone was

pointing a long gun to…

He traced the direction of the gun to Amy and his heart skipped, seeing that the person was about to cock the gun, he pushed the

door open and ran towards her, covering her body with his.

The bullet penetrated hard into his back and he coughed out blood, his hand shivering as he fell to his knees. Amy was shocked at what just happened, she looked around and saw the man who just shot running away with his big gun. In that same second,

she saw Broderick on his knees coughing out blood. It dawned on her that Broderick had received bullet for her.

“Broderick!” She screamed hard. She held him tightly with tears streaming down his face. Amy’s neighbor who saw this horrible

scene had immediately placed a call across to the ambulance. “Broderick, why did you do this? You didn’t deserve to die,” Amy said with so much tears pouring from her face, Broderick wanted to speak but it was impossible for him to even say a word, he fell to his back and began to struggle to keep his eyes open. “Please!…” Amy shook his shoulder, “please stay alive….Please,” she pleaded earnestly.

The ambulance team soon came and carried Broderick away. Leola, Amy’s neighbor and the same person who called the

ambulance team approached her.

Leola hugged Amy dearly and Amy cried so hard on her shoulders, she said with a shivering mouth, “he received a bullet on my

behalf.”

Leola just kept her in his hug after which she lead him inside her room.

After they had both sat, Leola cleaned the tears on Amy’s face but more tears never stopped falling.

“I’m scared! Very scared! What if …” Amy was scared that Broderick was going to die. If that happens, it will take a lot for her and

her children to survive here at North Hill. Plus she doesn’t even want to imagine the pain she will feel for loosing the man she

loves.

“You have to be optimistic, Amy. Let’s hope for good news,” Leola encouraged.

Broderick was escorted home in the middle of the night by his head of guards. Once he get home, he placed a call across to

Brett and told him to investigate who shot the gun. Broderick crossed his two legs and wondered why there were so many people after Amy’s life. He was the one with many enemies, hence, people should be trying to kill him not Amy. He assured himself to find out whom they are.

Broderick placed a call across to Amy and she answered it almost immediately even though it was in the middle of the night.

“Mr. Broderick, is that you?” Amy asked concernedly.

“Yes. My back hurts so badly but I’m glad I’m alive. Can you please come to my mansion and keep my company for the remaining

hours of the night? It will ease the pain,” Broderick requested calmly.

“Sure! But how about your wife?” Amy asked.

“Don’t worry about her. I’ll send my guards to come and pick you up.” Broderick said and after Amy replied with ‘Okay.’ He hung

the call up. He immediately commanded the head of guard to go and bring Amy.

Amy appeared in the mansion a couple of hours later and as she got to the living room, the guards retreated back to their base. Amy already knew where Broderick’s room was but if she goes there

straight away, he would wonder how she knew and may become suspicious. So he took her phone in an attempt to call him.

But it was at this time that Theresa sighted her and began to walk towards her.

“You! What are you doing here?” Theresa asked angrily:

“Are you surprised that the person you sent to kill me wasn’t able to?” Amy smirked.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Why would I want to kill you?” Theresa asked innocently. “Quit the silly act of pretense, there is no one here so why are you still hiding the truth. You sent someone to kill me and the person failed. You can try better next time,” Amy smirked even more.

“What! I never sent anyone to kill you. Though I hate the silly woman you look like, I have no business with you… until now though, what are you doing here?” Theresa asked.

If it was not Theresa who wanted her dead? Who could it be then? It was hard to guess.

“Well. Are you aware Mr. Broderick got shot in the back?”

“And if he get shot in the back, are you the nurse sent to treat him?” She asked. Amy smirked,” I’m his friend. He had invited me for a purpose.”

Theresa was angry, she checked her wrist watch and asked,” invited you by 3AM in the midnight? I see what type of friend you are to Mr. Broderick. Well, as his wife, I’m commanding you to get the fuck out of here.” Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“Since you are Mr. Broderick’s pending wife, why don’t you tell him to send me away himself or are you worried that he won’t listen to you?” Amy asked.

Any received a call on her phone during this moment and seeing that it was Broderick, she answered,” I’m already in the living room.”

Theresa snatched the phone from her before Amy could hear what Broderick will reply with, then smashed it hardly on the floor.

“What!” Amy was shocked at her violent behavior.

“You do know that my husband and I are having a grand wedding a day after tomorrow, right? Why are you trying to be a villian in

our love story?” Theresa asked angrily.

Amy looked at her smashed phone and said,” you are forcing yourself on a man that clearly doesn’t love you.”

“Oh! He even told you how he felt towards me, huh? Well, I don’t give a fuck! I love him and will make him mine, no matter what. Even the Alessandro’s first lady is in my support. I’m warning you, stay away from my husband,” Theresa warned angrily.

“Congratulatulations on your wedding that will be holding day after tomorrow. I hope you don’t receive the greatest shame of your life at the global wedding,” Amy said with a wicked smirk and bent to pick up her phone.

She told Broderick to go ahead and marry Theresa cause she had a better plan in her head that she will implement.

While Theresa was trying to make a meaning out of her words, Broderick’s voice came through,” Theresa, why are you blocking

my guest?”

Theresa turned with a bright smile,” Mr. Broderick, I was just trying to lecture this woman that it is not right to come to a man’s place in the middle of the night, expecially if the man is a married man.”

“I invited her myself. You were in this house but you haven’t even checked on me since I returned from the hospital,” Broderick

said.

“I fell asleep. When I wake now and confirmed that you have returned home, I decided to come and check on you only to see this

woman here,” Theresa said.

“Don’t stop her in the future,” Broderick warned and said to Amy,” Miss. Cleo, please come.” He gestured to her gentlemanly and Amy blushed and walked towards him. They both walked inside and he sat on the bed gently while Amy sat on the couch.

“Mr. Broderick, it’s like a miracle for me to see you! How did you survive it? Like I didn’t expect that you will be back on your feet in a couple of hours,” Amy said,

*All you know about me is not all there is.” Broderick answered. “My back still hurts.” *I’m so sorry, Mr. Broderick, Were you given some drugs to use?” Amy asked.

*Yes, “ Broderick opened the small wardrobe beside him and revealed the drugs,” but I can only take it in the next eight hours.”

“Alright. So is there something I can do to ease the pain?” Amy asked. She really didn’t know if her question makes sense or not.

“Sure.” Broderick stood and unbottoned his shirt slowly, pulled it off then hung it. He laid on the bed with his chest and back hai He was laying with his chest to the bed, the lower part of his back had a bandage on it.

Amy stood and examined his back, she wondered how deep his wound would be since the bullet was obviously extracted from

here. If not that he was a strong man, there was no way he could have stand from the hospital bed by now.

“Oh my! I’m so sorry, Mr. Broderick,” Amy said almost touching the bandange on the wound.

“Can you massage the area around the wound if that’s comfortable for you, mis Cleo. Otherwise, you don’t have to worry.”

Broderick said. Amy placed her hand on both sides of the bandage and massaged it gently, “if it hurts you at anytime, you can let me know, Mr. Broderick.”

“Alright,” Broderick felt very calm and at ease. She massaged him. He loved the feeling of her hand on his back that his tensed body calmed and didn’t even know when he fell asleep. Amy noticed how steady his breathing became. She stood from the bed and realized that he had slept off, she smiled as she set her gaze on his cheeks, they were sexy and she felt like planting a kiss on it.

Even the devil was once an angel, Amy though to herself.

She didn’t know whether to leave now, sit on the chair or sleep on the bed beside him.

While standing and observing him, she heard him mumbled some words.. the words were too hard to make a meaning of but one particular word she heard was ‘Michael.’

14,

As if battling with something terrible in his dream, he woke up fearfully all of a sudden, seeing Amy, he held her hand and pleaded for her to lay beside him.

Amy wanted to remind him that they were just friends but seeing the state that he was, she agreed and laid beside him.

Broderick’s eyes shut again,” Mr. Broderick, you seemed to be having a night mare?”

Broderick only hummed but held her hand very tightly as if scared that she may leave him. Yet, his eyes were shut. Amy peeked at his handsome face. Broderick opened his eyes slowly and on seeing her, looking at him, he maid her rest her head on the pillow

and leaned on her, “can you allow me to kiss you, Miss. Cleo?”

Amy kept quiet and didn’t know how to reply. Why was he asking? Perhaps, he was trying to be civil plus the relationship between them was just ‘friend.

“1 have not been able to truly have a sleep ever since my late mistress died. I’m surprised that I even slept for a couple of minutes now,” he said.

Amy parted her lips as if wanting to say something but couldn’t. It was as if she lost every strength to speak. Actually, she was at the moment very emotionally vulnerable. “If you let us kiss, it will calm my nerves and perhaps, the nightmare will stop.” Broderick said with a deep and painful gaze. Amy closed her eyes slowly then opened it again only to meet his face very close to his.

“I won’t force you to do anything against your will, miss Cleo. I know you don’t love my brother, I can tell by merely looking at you

face, I just couldn’t understand why you want to have a wedding with him,” Broderick sighed painfully then asked again,” please

let me taste of your sweet lips.”