Husband With Benefits
Chapter 203: A Date

Chapter 203: A Date

"Kitten, come here. Let me teach you. Mmm. Just like this..."

Eleanora woke abruptly, her body still tingling from the vivid dream that had interrupted her sleep. Frustration welled within her – a mixture of desire and confusion. Dam* it! She needed to see this man. His voice had been torturing her forever now, haunting her sleeping hours as well as waking ones. Last night she had hoped a little that it would that Calendar man, her alleged fiancé but there was no way that man could even produce such an erotic voice.

Eleanora sat up in bed and looked outside the window. It was still dark outside. Laying back down, she stared at the ceiling, wondering what to do next.. Every time she had a dream like this, it would wake her up. Sometimes, it made her agitated, sometimes it scared her and sometimes like tonight, it left her gasping for more.

Even without the tattoo on her, it seemed her subconscious knew that there was someone else she wanted in her life. Since her new family insisted that she had no one other than Augustus, then it was probably someone from her past. Maybe she had loved someone and had her heart broken. Or these new uppity Royal family had made her break up with that person. She had to go back from where she came and look for that person, if she needed any kind of closure.

Just as she continued to lay there, the door to her room suddenly started to open slowly breaking her out of her reverie. Who could be coming here in the middle of the night? On alert, her fingers clenched. Dam* it! She needed something to defend herself. Hurriedly, her eyes spotted the small candle stand on her right. At least there was something good about this ancient decoration.

In a second, Eleanora grabbed the stick and lay back on the bed. Because the person entering had been cautious, they were too slow to realize her movements.

Eleanora curled her fingers around the cold metal, ready to defend herself. However, the person who entered her room was... Lily. Why was her maid coming to her room so early in the morning?

She watched as the girl continued to look around and walk towards her stealthily. As Lily continued her silent approach, Eleanora’s mind raced to comprehend the maid’s intentions.

As the girl walked around the bed, she suddenly felt a trickle of suspicion. Could it be that Lily was planning to check her hand? Her hand tightened its grip on the stick. She’d started to trust Lily a bit but now...

Slowly, she pretended to jerk awake. As she did, she let out a small scream, clutching the blanket to herself tightly, with her left hand not even more secure under the blanket. Lily jerked back at the sudden movement and screamed and stared at Eleanora.

Eleanora sat up in bed and frowned, "Lily! What are you doing here at this ungodly hour? You scared me to death!"

Lily, caught off guard, stammered an explanation," Princess, I came to make sure you were comfortable. The air conditioning gets really cold and you kick aside the blankets in your sleep..."

"Lily, I appreciate your concern, but you should have just let me sleep," Eleanora said, a hint of irritation in her voice.

Lily, flustered by Eleanora’s sudden awakening, stammered, "I... I didn’t mean to startle you, Princess. I just wanted to ensure you were comfortable." Her eyes darted nervously around the room, avoiding direct eye contact with Eleanora.

Eleanora nodded and jerked her head in the door’s direction," Leave now. And Lily, next time, you will not enter my room if I am asleep. Am I clear?"

The girl bobbled her head quickly and left the room. Even as the door closed behind her, Eleanora found it difficult to relax. Carefully, she uncurled her fingers from around the stick and brought out her hand from under the blanket. It was paler than the rest of her body but held no disfigurement that what she had led others to believe.

Her eyes traced the fading tattoo around her left ring finger. "Mr Husband"

The dreams, the tattoo above her left breast and this one, were all a reminder that everything was not what it seemed.

She thought back to the time when she had first woken up in the hospital. Her uncle, aunt and grandmother had all been present but she had failed to recognize a single person. They’d told her that she had been in an accident but the only thing injured had been her hand. So why then had her memory been affected? Because of the trauma?

And then not once had her new family tried to help her think of the past, insisting that what was forgotten should remain that and that she should move forward. But something just did not sit right with her. To add to that, she remembered the nurse’s terrified face when she had come to see her alone in the room.

"If you ever want to remember your past, don’t let anyone see your left hand."

At the time, she had been confused about this . She’d continued to listen to everything they’d told her but when it had been time to cut the gauze, she’d done it herself. And been shocked to see the tattoo.

Everything had been a lie. She had a husband that her family never mentioned. From then on, she’d made it a point to not show this hand to anyone, claiming that it was too disfigured, and she did not wish to show it to anyone.

When she’d casually questioned them next time, wondering if she had a special friend or boyfriend, her aunt had claimed that she’d been too busy in her studies to have that.

Eleanora had hoped her memory would return and she would have all the answers soon, but her memory seemed to be showing no signs of recovering. There were always odd instances that she would come to, but other than that, everything continued to remain blank. And she just could not take it anymore. She needed to plan her escape quietly and return to the country where she had grown up and look for clues.

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