Divorced Ex-Luna Returns With Triplets
Chapter One Hundred And Four: Refusing Liam

Amanda'S

POV

I sat beside Martins, fighting back the urge to hold his finger. The doctor had said that he could wake up at any time from now after he had checked his vitals. Hope filled me as I watched him closely. I wish I could slap him awake but that

would only add to his pain to I waited.

I was shocked that his father didn't even come to check on his son. What was I expecting?

A man that would snatch his son's girlfriend was no father at all.

I placed my head on the bed. I haven't gotten enough sleep because I had to keep myself awake and alert. Who knows we could be attacked in here.

I felt his finger move against my hair and I instantly raised my head in shock and surprise. "Martins?"

His eyes fluttered open, meeting the ceiling before looking into my eyes as I towered over him. "You are awake?"

He gave me a small nod.

A happy, light smile took over my lips as relief washed through me. Gosh, he was awake finally.

"Gosh, you scared me to the core." I mumbled, helping him to sit up. He didn't say anything, instead he looked at nowhere in particular, probably trying to get used to the environment. "Martins?" I called in gentle caution. Was something wrong with him?

He turned his gaze to me, his eyes softening when he saw me.

"Do you... Do you know me?" I asked a stupid question.

He nodded. "Yes, I do." He answered and for the first time, I was happy to hear his voice.

I smiled fully, the door creaked open, announcing the presence of the nurse who was quite relieved to see that he had woken up. She checked him fully and then turned to me.

"Your husband is quite fine and he needs a lot of rest. Some drugs will be prescribed to him. Please ensure that he uses them." She told me before leaving us.

"Your husband, huh?" He noted from behind me. Oh, the smug Martins was back now.

"We have been pretending to be dating for months, it won't hurt if we have to do the same to have you treated, would it?" I arched one brow, taking a seat beside him.

"The attack. It was for you. Am I right?" He asked, changing the topic entirely.

My face fell, my eye twitched in their sockets. We should not talk about things like this when he has not even recovered yet.

"Yes, it was." I answered regardless.

"Who? Someone is after you, right? The attack at the bar? The same came for you at my house. I know we are pretending and we have agreed not to pry into each other's lives but this still concerns me now. Doesn't it?" He tilted his head as he asked.

I shook my head this time around. "You don't have to get involved. I will pay for the damages done to your house." I suggested.

He shook his head gently, taking his eyes briefly to the door then turning to me. "You don't have to. I will not accept it but if we both need to work together to protect you, then I am willing to." He offered softly. I was almost tempted to accept his offer of help but Nathaniel was ready helping me with that.

Not to add, the files I had seen about Nathaniel and Maurene, there was more to it and I was scared that I would join the list if I was not being careful enough. If he could control person's life through the internet, I will not be safe as well. In fact, there were lots of things about me that should not get to the internet. I will be ruined.

"You don't have to, Martins and I apologize for this. I would be going back to my house the moment I get you back home, I can't keep putting your life in a risky situation." I told him before leaving the room. I didn't him to convince me anymore. I was the reason behind the attack and I cannot bear the guilt if somethings happened to him.

What was I even thinking? That I would be safe with him?

I led an attack back to him and as expected, he would want to get involved. I don't want him to get involved. It was dangerous.

My head was telling me to accept Martins' help but I already had Nathaniel working it out for me. My mind wandered back to when I saw Martins bring out a gun from his wardrobe. I wanted to shake off that memory. He looked like a menace as his fingers were on the trigger. I thought he was going to kill the man.

I would not lie. I would like to confess. I was scared of Martins and that fear was the reason I would not be staying with him.

Days after, Martins was finally discharged from the hospital, and I followed him back home. To my surprise, the damage done to his room was already repaired and everything was back to normal as it was before. It gave me the scare that anything could happen again.

"I will take my leave now," I informed him, avoiding his gaze as I picked up my phone. I have not checked it since I was brought here. I know there will be a lot of messages awaiting me.

I turned to leave, the fear that he would beg me to stay made my fingers tremble but he didn't. I was relieved yet hurt at the same time. I stepped into the cab, barely giving the house a last glance as I gave the man the address of Nathaniel's pack.

I think there was a lot to do and my presence was definitely needed. My phone's battery was down and I had to wait to get back to my room to charge it up.

Not long after, we reached the pack and I paid him. Heading to the entrance, Grayson came from the other side, and our gaze locked. He didn't seem surprised to see me. I entered first while he followed. "Where is Nathaniel?" I asked him.

"In his office. I think you would have come with me now." He gave me a skeptical look.

I sighed. "I am fine. Let us go." We went to Nathaniel's office. As expected, papers were everywhere like he was working on things. He glanced up, his eyes immediately softening when he saw me. "Amanda," His voice had a bite in it but I ignored it, taking my seat. I tried to see what he was working on. This definitely cannot be about me, can it?

"How are you feeling?" He asked, eyeing me.

He must have heard about the attack days ago. I pursed my lips into a thin line, nodding as I affirmed. "I am fine. Martins was injured but he is all healed up now."

The men shared a glance before Grayson came to take a seat beside me.

"Did you see anything at his house?" He asked me.

Yes, I did but I didn't want to tell him. It will only complicate things further. Why would Martins be the person behind what happened months ago? Why would he seek pleasure in doing that?

Although when he started with Maurene, I was glad that someone was doing something but now... I didn't like it. Especially not when Martins was behind it.

"No, I didn't." I blinked, hoping he didn't catch the truth in my eyes.

His left brow arched before he nodded slowly. "Are you sure?" He questioned once again.

Once a liar, always a liar. Damn. This man was here working hard to find the men coming after me and all I can repay him with are lies?

Gosh, I felt so terrible.

I nodded again. "Yes, I am."

The ironic part is that I was lying for Martins. Because of Martins. If I told them the truth about what I found, they would look into it and find out that my relationship with Martins was a sham which would ruin things. Oh, no! "You remember when I told you that Martins was the site owner, huh?" He reminded me.

"You did?" I narrowed my eyes, pretending to have forgotten.

"Yes, at the hospital." He sighed. I could feel Grayson's burning gaze at my left but I didn't dare look at him. If there was one thing Nathaniel's Beta knew how to do, it was detecting lies, and I must act this out perfectly. "Don't worry. I will look into the men that are attacking you but if you have anything to tell me, don't hesitate, okay?" He offered me a firm smile.

I bobbed my head, a grateful smile on the edges of my lips as I rose to my feet. The moment I took a step out of the office, I let out a deep exhale. That was close.