Chapter 98 - Ninety-eight.

As soon as the time of half an hour given to Agatha was over and the guard moved away from the door after unlocking it, Agatha barged into the room like she was on fire.

Her anxious eyes wandered around the room trying to find Alexis's fallen and hurt form from the previous assault. From outside, she had heard what had happened and had no idea of what the original position of the destruction was.

The vases were broken and shattered against the wall, the couch's leg was broken and the pieces of glasses were shattered around. She had to get the room cleaned before anyone got home.

There she was, her madam. Huddled up in a corner with a dead expression on her face breathing quietly and not bothering with her injuries. She was scared but now, Agatha could understand that she was numb. She was...

"Come in, behind me." Agatha harshly whispered to the nurse who nodded and followed her.

"Madam," Agatha whispered as she sat down. "Do you want a painkiller? I am sure it hurts bad." She said but winced in the end. Of course, it was obvious had it hurt bad. What was she even saying?

"Leave me alone," Alexis muttered as she looked away, closing ber eyes. She had a lot of thinking to do.

Agatha looked away. She knew that it would come to this, perhaps she was at fault too. Her Madam had no idea who and how many people were after her husband so how would she ever know that who was to be trusted and who not?

"Alright," she sighed and stood up. She walked to the desk where a bottle of water was kept and poured it in a glass. Taking the glass with her she took it to Alexis and showed her her hand with a pill in it.

"Just have this. It will help in avoiding the infections." She took out the had that she had placed the medicine in.

Alexis glanced at her and then her hand. Begrudgingly so, she took the pill with some force and snatched the bottle of water from her hands and did as asked.

"Leave me now," she spat the words and turned her face away.

Agatha slowly moved back and with the nurse, closed the door.

"What painkiller was it?" The nurse asked with a little curiosity. "For infection?"

Agatha gave a glance at the curious nurse and then scoffed, "it was an asleep sedative." She smirked, walking away.

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"So," Agatha asked as she tried to get a better look. "Is it anything major? Did she lose a lot of blood? or—"

"It's just a few scratches and scrapes. It is from the broken pieces of glass. Not too deep except two but I have stitched them up, so no loss there." The nurse interrupted Agatha's concerns with her facts. "As for her face," she hesitantly pointed to the cheeks and the bump on the forehead thinking it was better to point than to speak, "I will leave an ointment for swelling." She murmured, "also, she was bleeding. Maybe it was her period."

"Also," she continued, "please have her bump checked. Just to be sure that there is no concussion." 

"That is alright, that would be the first time tomorrow." Agatha sighed feeling relieved to know about the minimal damage and the short recovery that her madam would make soon. "Any medication? Write them down please."

"The painkillers. I have written them down here." She handed Agatha the list. "And that's it."

"Alright, I will see you out." Agatha nodded as she helped the nurse pack her things up. They descended the stairs and Agatha opened the car door for her.

"Remember," she said as she stared deep into her eyes, effectively scaring her soul too. "Not a word to anyone. As soon as you sit inside the car, this, all of what has happened, it just becomes a distant memory." Her ominous eyes scared the woman in front of her.

"Yes—yes," she nodded hurriedly. "I got that." 

"Good," Agatha smiled. "because I don't think that you would be able to handle the consequences it would bring." She innocently smiled and then and turned to the driver, "make sure that you drop the nurse off at her house and nowhere else."

Turning around she went inside the house and closed the doors. She breathed in and out as she placed her head on the wood. When she heard the car drive away she pulled away from the door and walked back to the master bedroom.

On her way she was walking slowly knowing that her Madam won't be up to anything soon. She entered the room only to stop when she found someone else in the room.

"Master," she gave a respected nod his way. "May I enter?"

He nodded and she entered, closing the door behind her.

"Anything I can get for you?" She asked in a hushed tone.

He shook his head and sighed. He was taking on the couch and staring at his wife's form. She looked like someone who had an accident.

She bumped on her forehead. A huge one at that and then there were bruises and scratches which were all from the push from him.

Why did he push her? Did he have to?

He knew that he had terrorised her. And all the trust and confidence that he had earned in the past month had gone in wild flames. She was never going to trust him and even if she did it would never be wholesome. She would always have doubts in her mind.

"Injuries. Are they serious?"

Agatha heard him and raising her head she answered. "No, only two of the wounds were deep and they have been stitched."

He gave a deep sigh at that.

"Doctor?"

"No, she was out of the country for a conference. They sent over a nurse."

"And her mouth?"

"A nurse came, the doctor was out of the country. And her mouth is sealed shut. I am sure the driver made sure of that too."

After a few moments of watching his wife's face, he spoke. "Then why has she not woken up?" He asked.

Agatha felt fear trickle down her back. That was something she should not have done but the circumstances were not in her favour.

"She was not ready to get up. I had to sedate her." She whispered.

"Sedate her?" He repeated and glanced at her making Agatha flinch. "And what made you do that?"

"I—" she breathed and straightened herself. "She was bleeding and you were busy with your father so.."

"Just this once, even though I would have preferred you coming to me for it." He muttered.

"I believe that you would be angrier than you initially were." She said and he knew that it would true.

Then he popped the question, "Agatha, do you think I was wrong?"

"I..uh..me?" She pointed to herself. "A-are you talking to me, Master?" She stammered. This was not a part of the job.

"Is there someone else of the same name?" He muttered.

"No," she whispered.

"Then I believe I was talking to you, so answer the question. Do you think so?"

Agatha shakily lowered her head. Was she to be honest or diplomatic? Her madam was asleep so maybe blame her? But someday she would come to know as well and then surely she would have Agatha's head.

"Well," she hesitated. "Do you want me to the honest?"

He glanced at her, "yes, do not fear for your life. I have asked for your honest opinion, I'll take it.."

"Maybe you were at fault," she hurriedly talked. "Madam knew to stay away from the police but how was she supposed that there were spies in real life?" Alexis had no idea for which she could be held responsible. 

"True.." he muttered. "But she had the documents of the law firm in her name. She should have contacted those. I had everyone checked that fucking firm." 

"About that," she winced as she said so, "Madam did not read them. She was going to! But then the grandparents arrived and she was busy with them." 

"And that is her fault," he declared. "She should have read through them and if not that, then at least look at what was given to her." He huffed, "that is highly irresponsible." 

Agatha didn't speak. She was not asked to. 

"Get the contract and keep it on my desk." He ordered. "Make sure that you keep it above the stack that is already there." He lagged for today. 

"Yes, Master." She nodded and left immediately. 

Angelo caressed her hair as she slept. She was stirred up some good amount of trouble and lord knew what about happen if people in his organisation knew about it. They would immediately go against her and many did not like her in the first place. She was an outsider. 

To be honest, he had thought about the damage he had done. But it seemed that it was far less than he had initially thought. 

"Oh Alexis," he whispered into the night.. "I might have to change my plans for you."