Billionaire Temptations: Rich, Ruthless & Obsessed

Chapter 42

Chapter Forty-Two

Emily

I had spent a week in the hospital recovering, and each and every day, Jackson walked in with a smile on his face, a new bouquet of flowers, and a box of chocolates. He was irritating me. I was so wrapped up in the accident and the loss of the baby that it was all I could focus on. My dad and friends visited me every day, and Katie and Noelle assured me that the store was in good hands and that they were taking care of everything.

I left the hospital with a cast on my arm and wasn’t allowed to return to work for at least another week. I still had to be careful with the injuries I had sustained. As soon as Jackson opened the door to my apartment, I looked around at the two suitcases that were sitting in the hallway.

“What are those?” I asked.

“Those are mine.”

“Why are they here? In my apartment?”

“Because I’m staying with you.”

I let out a light laugh. “No, you’re not.”

“Yes, I am. I wanted to take you back to my place, but I knew you’d be more comfortable in your home, so I decided to move in until you’re one hundred percent better.”

“You’re not in charge of me, and you’re not my keeper.”

“Actually, I am. I appointed myself, and your friends and father agreed.”

I took in a sharp breath. All I wanted was to be alone.

“I’m fine,” I spoke through gritted teeth.

“No, Emily, you’re not. You heard what Carter and Jules said. You need total rest this next week to heal properly—end of discussion. I’m staying here and taking care of you, and I don’t want to hear another word about it. Couch or bed?”

“Couch. I’m sick of lying in a bed.”

“I think the bed would be more comfortable for you,” he spoke.

“I said the couch!” I yelled as I headed towards it.

“Okay. The couch it is.”

“I don’t understand this, Jackson. We are not a couple. You are not responsible for me.”

“Not yet, we aren’t.” He winked.

“Excuse me?” I shot him a look as I tried to get comfortable on the couch.

“We will be, Emily.”

“The hell we will. I no longer believe in relationships. You can thank yourself for that.”

He sighed. “Yes, I know, and I’ve apologized a hundred times to you.”

“Doesn’t matter. The damage is done. You walked out on me when I told you that I loved you, and guess what, Jackson? Time passed, and I don’t love you anymore.”

He rolled his eyes as he walked into the kitchen.

“You will, and you know why? Because I love you.”

“Stop it!”

“I love you, Emily.”

“Stop it, Jackson!”

“I love you.”

I threw my head back on the pillow and closed my eyes. I didn’t have the strength to argue with him right now.

Jackson

She fell asleep, which was good. She had a bad attitude. Hopefully, she’d be better when she woke up. She said she didn’t love me, but I knew she did. She was punishing me for walking out on her, and I didn’t blame her one bit. I wasn’t worried. She fell in love with me once and would fall in love with me again. We were good together, and I wasn’t stopping until we got back to the way we were.

I took my suitcases into the bedroom and hung up my suits in her closet. Grabbing my laptop, I took it over to the loveseat across from the couch where Emily lay so I could do some work. About an hour had passed, and there was a knock on the door.

“Hello, Terrance. Thank you for coming.”

“Hello, Mr. Caine. My pleasure. How is Miss Wade feeling?”

“She’s feeling a little bit angry.”

“To be expected. She’s been through quite an ordeal,” he spoke as he headed into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

“Jackson?” I heard Emily call.

“I’m right here.” I walked over and took a seat on the edge of the couch.

“I need a pain pill.”

I gave her a small smile as I kissed her forehead. “Coming right up.”

“Don’t do that again.”

“Do what?”

“Kiss my head.”

“Would you rather I kissed you somewhere else?” I winked.

She placed a pillow over her face and screamed into it. I couldn’t help but laugh as I went and got her a pain pill.

As soon as dinner was ready, Emily got up from the couch and took a seat at the table.

“Thank you, Terrance. This looks delicious. I’m so sick of hospital food,” she spoke as she smiled at him.

“You’re welcome, and I’m happy you’re okay.” He kissed her cheek. “I’ve also prepared lunch for tomorrow. It’s in the refrigerator.”

“Thank you.” I placed my hand on his shoulder.

Sitting next to Emily, I reached over her to grab the basket of rolls, and she stabbed my hand with the fork.

“Ouch. What was that for?”

“It’s rude to reach over someone. You could have asked me to hand you the basket.”

“I was afraid to talk to you. But I guess if I had, I wouldn’t have gotten stabbed with a fork.” I cocked my head, and a small smile crossed her lips.

There was so much I still had to say to her, but it wasn’t the right time. I tried to talk to her in the hospital, but she wasn’t having any of it. We needed to talk about the baby. I wanted to let her know that she wasn’t the only one suffering. Plus, I wanted to know how the hell she got pregnant on the pill.

After we ate, Emily went and sat on the couch while I cleaned up.

“What about your job?” she asked.

“I’ll work from here. It’s not a problem. Can I get you anything?”

“No,” she replied.

I grabbed a box of chocolates and took them over to her.

“I bet you’d like one of these.” I grinned as I held the box in front of her.

She looked at me with a narrowed eye and then down at the chocolates.

“Maybe just one.” She took a truffle from the box.