His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 130
[ALEX]
As much as I hated that my parents had to be in the centre of the world I strived to protect them from, my mother
had been a Godsend for the next week.
My wife refused to speak to anybody except her.
It was a week before Mia was sent home, and the only person she let into her bubble was my mother and occasionally Lana.
Not me. Never me.
I didn’t miss the way her body visibly shuddered the day I got her back to my house. She didn’t look at me once, not the entire
drive back and it killed me. Her eyes turned misty every time I tried visiting, so I had to wait until her pain killers knocked her out
to sit next to her.
I think my father wanted to give me a lot of s**t, but seeing my condition stopped him from doing that. Even Aurora called and
asked about Mia even though I knew it pained every bone in her body to not tell me she would hate me forever for getting
married without inviting her.
I stood outside Mia’s room the evening we brought her, even the increased security and absurd number of guards/ soldiers not
seeming enough.
My mother was inside, wishing her goodnight. The most annoying part about all this had been that my mom refused to tell me
anything they talked about- just assuring me she wouldn’t talk about what happened in the hours she was taken, and I partially
considered flying my sister in. At least she would let me in on the girls time.
Not to forget, Dominic was in a COMA, He had severe injuries to his head and a gun shot wound, making him lose blood and he
slipped into shock and then coma. The two people who actually knew what happened in there and could tell me, wouldn’t. The
audacity of that fucker to still not get up. It wrecked me to not know what they did to my wife, what she went through, especially
since she wouldn’t talk about it. Not to me, my mother or even the therapist I forced to sit opposite her for an hour every day.
Sometimes she just stared at the therapist. Once, she actually fell asleep.
My stubborn wife.

“Did Damien demote you from the strategist to a soldier?” My father quipped, and I turn around to give him a dry look.
“Very funny.” I try not glaring, because Mafia or not, my father can still have my balls on a platter if he wishes, just like he can
have Damien’s. “What’re you doing here?”
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“Waiting for my wife,” he replies, “Who’s currently inside with your wife. You know, the one you married without telling any of us.”
I should’ve known this was coming any time now that Mia was out of the hospital. I sighed. “Dad...”
“Save it, Alex.” My father looked at me pointedly. “Your mother burst into tears wondering if we had let you get away too far by
letting you always follow your mind. She questioned if she was doing something wrong as a
mother.”
I huff some air out of my mouth. “You guys are the best parents in the world, alright?” I tell him, “The best.”
“I know that,” he replies with smug confidence, “Your mother tends to forget that when you act like an insolent
punk.”
“I’m sorry,” I say in a small voice. “Like I told you before, everything happened so fast.”
“Maybe it shouldn’t have, because your wife wouldn’t even look at you,” He glared at me. “Tell me you didn’t drag the poor girl
kicking and crying to your altar.”
I stay silent.
“Alex Whitlock, I swear to G**d, if you have forced her into this marriage, it would be your last living day.” His voice raises
considerably and I grimaced.
“From what I was told, you forced Mom into a marriage too. In fact, you made her sign a contract.” I reply, “So much for a love
marriage, huh?”

My dad’s eyes narrow. “Who told you that?”
“Does it matter?” I smugly reply.
“F**g Damien.” He curses under his breath before feigning a glare at me. I loved watching the ever-so put together Gabriel
Whitlock squirm. This was fun. “I didn’t force her, and we did fall in love... eventually.”
“From what I hear, you weren’t even there when I and Aurora were born. You came the next day.”
“You little piece of-” His voice trails when my Mom comes out of the room.
“She’s asleep,” she tells me before turning to her husband. “What’re you doing here, Gabriel?”
“Your son was just explaining the circumstances under which he had to get married. Turns out, it’s not his fault that we weren’t
invited. It really did happen fast.” My dad accepts begrudgingly, and I try my best to conceal the smirk that wanted to spread on
my lips.
Did I just emotionally blackmail my dad?
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“Oh, Alex,” my mom says sympathetically, engulfing me. “Tell me everything tomorrow, okay?”
“Okay, mama,” I reply like her innocent boy and my father glares at me.
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“I’m just going to freshen up. Come soon.” She tells her husband, and then leaves to her room after wishing me goodnight.
“I’ll let this pass and you let the rest pass.” My dad bargains, “However, is she wants out, you give it to her. I raised you better
than that. Deal?”

1 smile for the first time in days and it was so wide, it reached my eyes. “Deal.”
“And you don’t tell your sister a word about it,” He adds in a warning tone.
“Favourite kid, huh?”
“My only daughter.”
“Ouch.” I grinned while he playfully hit the back of my neck and left.
My smile disappeared as soon as he was gone, and a long sigh escaped me when I grabbed the files on the Italian mobs that I
had been studying day and night, and then entered Mia’s room to do what I do every night.
Just sit by her side and convince myself she’s real, she’s okay, and she’s mine