The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

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I was an expert at being a jerk to her, but I was scared. I didn't want to get attached to her. Not when I was planning to divorce her. I didn't want to like her or fall for her. I wasn't going to let my dad think that his choice was good for me. It had been almost a month since 1 broke her spirit. Surprisingly, she still made me breakfast every morning, however, she didn't

make it today. Perhaps she was running late. I got used to the coffee she made. No, I was addicted to it. One day, she didn't make breakfast for a reason I wasn't aware of and didn't even make coffee. I was grumpy all day due to the lack of her coffee. "Mr. Kensington, 1 hope Emily gets well soon," a man with black hair and glasses told me as I made my way to my office

"What?" What did he mean by that! What was wrong with Emily! Why was he calling her by her first name "Who are you"

"I'm Sam. I work in IT. I'm her friend. She wasn't okay yesterday. Even her boss told her to go home because of how sick she was and told her not to come today. It was infuriating to have a stronger give me information about my own wife. "She uh she's still sick," I muttered before rushing to my office.

Once I walked inside, I sent her a message, asking her how she was I impatiently waited for her response, but I got nothing. After thirty minutes, 1 ended up calling her three times, but she didn't pick up. Worry was

gening the best of me and no matter what, I couldn't calm myself down.

"I can't just sit here," I mumbled, getting up from my place. "Cancel all of my meetings today, I told my personal assistant on my way out.

As 1 drove myself back home, I tried to call her again, but she didn't answer. Was she ignoring me on purpose? I know that I was rude, but I just wanted to make sure that she was okay.

I strolled inside the house and headed straight to her room. I knocked, waiting for her to say anything, but silence took over the house. I walked inside her room and saw her asleep on the bed. Slowly, I approached her, and my heart started to beat fast once my eyes land "Emily," I said, gently shaking her shoulder. "Emily, can you hear me?"

She was unconscious

I went to the bathroom and got a small towel, then hurried back to her. Carefully, I wiped the sweat off her forehead and sat beside her. I carefully pulled her up against me and tried to wake her up, but all I got was a small whimper

"You're burning up." I mumbled, placing my hand over her forehead. "What am I supposed to do with you?"

I took my phone out of my pocket and called Mum. She was the only person I knew who would know what to do in that situation.

"Hey Mum, I need your help," I said right away the moment she answered.

"Is everything okay!" I could sense worry in her voice,

*Emily isn't okay. She is very feverish and isn't responding. All I got from her was a whimper. I don't know what to do. Do I take her to the hospital?" I rambled

"How long has she been like this" I didn't have an answer to that question. We barely saw each other. Had it not been for Sam. I wouldn't have known that she was sick

"I don't know.." I mumbled embarrassingly. I heard Mum sigh in disappointment and the feeling of shame only increased. "But she started getting sick yesterday. That's what her co-worker told me!

"You're learning information about your wife from her co-worker?" the angrily hissed.

"Spare me the scolding for now. I don't know what to do," I told her.

"Give her ibuprofen and monitor her temperature for the next hour. During this hour, bring a bowl of cold water with ice cubes in it and also some small towels. Submerge the towel in

the water, squeeze the water out of it once you get it out and place it on her forehead. Change the towels every three minutes. If the fever doesn't decrease, put Emily under cold water. If it still doesn't go down, take her to the hospital," she instructed me. "Okay, I will do all of that. Thank you!" I quickly hung up and looked down at Emily. Her body was still against mine.

Carefully, I laid her body down and made my way to my room to get the medicine and a thermometer. I took off my jacket and rushed back to her bedroom

"Okay, it's my first time taking care of a sick person, so please help me out," I begged her even though she probably couldn't hear me. I needed to measure her temperature and I didn't know how I was going to put the thermometer under her tongue. Gently, I squeezed her My

eyes went wide when I noticed that her temperature was almost 100 degrees. "Oh fuck, Emily," I whispered, I dashed to the kitchen to bring the bowl and filled it with water. I placed ice cubes

in it as Munn said and ran back to her room. I brought two small towels from her bathroom and placed the bowl on her nightstand while I took a seat beside her.

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"Emily, I know it's super hard to wake up now, but I just need you to do it for a couple of

seconds, okay? I just need to give you the medicine."i slowly lifted her body and made her rest her head on my chest for a second until I adjusted her position. "Emily, please open those beautiful eyes for just two seconds. Make any sound if you can hear me, I begged her "Tired, she whimpered, shuddering a little in my embrace,

"Can you swallow a pill?" I looked down at her and she gave me a slight nod. "Good." I reached for the pill and placed it on her lips. She slowly put it in her mouth, and I gave her some water. "Thank you" I whispered and kissed her head. "Im going to take care of you." I mu I didn't want to let go of her. I knew that it wasn't the right time, but I liked holding her against me. Her body against mine felt so right. I gently helped her lay back on the bed and started tis place the cold

towels on her forehead. Guilt was eating me alive. I didn't know how long she had been like that, and it killed me. She was barely away of her surroundings. I wouldn't have even known that she was sick if Sam hadn't told me. What if I never checked on her? What would h

*1 m-miss you, Mum" Theard her say, making me frown. I looked down at her and found her asleep. Was she hallucinating "I wish I died with you! Her confession broke my heart.

After an hour, I measured her temperature again and thankfully, it went down a little. I wanted to make her a nice hot meal, but I didn't know how to cook. She needed something to go into her body.

1 called a friend of mine who owned a five-

star restaurant and asked him to send me a very good meal and to make sure that the soup was good. I wasn't going to let her eat canned food while she was sick. Melissa, the cook I hired, wasn't going to come until three and I wasn't going to let Emily wait for a hot meal I continued with the wet towels for a while and Mum called me to check on Emily. I was certain that the would have come right away if she wasn't on a one-week vacation with Dad.

I stroked her cheek, making a stupid excuse for myself that 1 was just checking her temperature. Even when she was sick her beauty was breathtaking.

After a little while, 1 saw

saw her fluttering gher eyes, making me breathe out in relief. She seemed confused by everything around her

"What's going on? What are you doing here?" she wondered as she pulled herself up.

"You have been so sick, Emily. You were feverish, but luckily, it's been going down for a while," I answered her.

"How did you find our?" A frown appeared between her eyebrows,

"Your friend Sam told me." She slowly nodded and looked down.

"Sorry for troubling you," she mumbled, pushing the duvet off her body.

"There's nothing to apologize for." I didn't like how she was apologizing to me. If something happened to her, I would love hated myself for neglecting her. "Where are you going?" I asked when I saw her getting out of bed..

"I need to shower," she replied, standing up. I was worried that she might fall out of dizziness, but she was, thankfully, steady.

"Please come downstairs once you're done. I ordered food for us, and you're definitely dehydrated, and your body needs some nutrients I told her. I wasn't even sure if she'd accept or not after what I said to her, but all I wanted was to make sure that she was okay. "Wait" She opened her mouth, and I placed the thermometer under her tongue. Her eyes didn't meet mine as she looked everywhere except at me.

I sighed in relief when I read the thermometer. She was still feverish, but not like before. "You're getting better. I commented.

"Thank you." She offered me a formal smile that thated. I knew what her real smile looked like; it was mesmerizing.

"Are you dizzy?" I had to make sure that she was alright before leaving her on her own

"No, I'm okay. Don't worry," she assured me, but I was still skeptical. "You can wait here if you want if this will make you calmer," she suggested, and I immediately nodded

Thank you for taking care of me. I owe you one." She offered me one of her real smiles before making her way to her walk-in closet.

She smiled at me! That mean that the didn't hate me. Perhaps I had the chance to fix things with her, but I wasn't sure if I was ready for that step or not. I was scared of getting close to her.

What if I got attached! What if it became harder for me to let her got

Emily made it so easy to fall for her and that was the last thing I wanted

Fiona had never made me feel like that. Nobody had ever made me feel like that.

What was Emily doing to met