The Were CEO’s Secret

Chapter Sixty-Four – Wasn’t a Coincidence.

She wore a red ballet dress. Stephanie remembered it still tug on her armpits. Her surroundings changed and she was at the orphanage.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

In a dark room, she sneaked in toys and a taco piece for the little girl, laying on the bed. She always played with her so the girl wouldn’t be bored.

She sang the songs that the teachers taught and stopped when the girl never responded. She crawled towards her.

“Are you okay?” with her tiny voice, Stephanie knew she was dreaming again of her past, but this one was a new one. Like a new memory.

The girl’s eyes shone blue and she enveloped her in a hug. Stephanie didn’t feel fear after seeing the girl’s eyes become blue.

Had she seen it before? “Thank you for being here.” The girl whispered. She had a teary and hoarse voice.

Stephanie observed that her younger version hid the toys at different parts of the room. “Mrs. Lin wouldn’t find them here.” She smiled.

Mrs. Lin had been the orphanage owner while she was an orphan there. Why were they hiding things from her?

The place began flashing and Stephanie was dragged out from the dream, she returned to her consciousness slowly.

Her eyes open and she looked around her. She wasn’t in an orphanage. She was at a hospital.

Her dream was random but if all she knew were true, that blue eyed girl should be Nathan. They had met before.

But she did not know. And did he not know too?

There was a small sound besides her and she looked to see Nathan, head bent, resting on her bed. There were at the hospital.

Was this his definition of staying with someone if he only slept? She smiled.

Looking at his hair up closed, it seemed very soft, woolly and darker than night. Was this a perk of being a were creature?

She liked dark hair, she very much liked her strawberry blonde but she appreciated dark hair. She found herself being tempted to touch it.

On contact, it was softer than she imagined. Her hand sank in and detangled some curls. She ran her hand around and was pleased with the feeling.

She took of her hand immediately. What was wrong with her? Being attracted to his hair? She exhaled and patted him to wake up.

Nathan rubbed his eyes, sleepily. “Oh, you’re finally awake.” He sighed.

She frowned on ‘finally’. How long had she been sleeping? She glanced at the clock and saw it was four in the evening already. The incident had happened in the morning.

It replayed in her head and she shuddered at the memory. How had she shouted at a man with a gun? She remembered the gun shots and looked around Nathan’s body.

“Are you feeling alright? You got shot didn’t you?” She furrowed her brows.

“Yeah, it’s the least I could do for you, measly human.” He gave a faint smirk.

She smiled. “Did it hurt?” She had never been shot before, she wondered the sensation. Of dying.

Nathan exhaled. “It’s healed now.” He wanted to add something else. About her meeting with Jarma but he swallowed it, this wasn’t the right time.

“You dad had a heart attack, he’s in ward 19.” He said flatly.

Stephanie stared at him, trying to process the words he said. She leapt from her bed and ran out of the room.

Nathan checked his phone, reading a message from Capricorn, his spy. ‘Jarma isn’t dangerous but has lot’s of dangerous connections’.

If it was true, then Johnson could be the dangerous connection or else how would his bomber know when to arrive at the building.

But again, Jarma had injured Cherry so he may not be friendly with her cousin. And how could he be friends with Stephanie and Reina and try bomb the building they were at.

Nathan rubbed his hair, it looked disheveled and he couldn’t remember running his hands through it. He sighed again.

Stephanie had to answer his questions. There was no right time to ask, only immediately.

The doctor informed Stephanie to stay in bed, till she could walk carefully. Nathan hadn’t known but as she ran out of the room, she had lost her balance and fallen to the ground.

“Why did you tell the press I was shot at?” Stephanie sobbed to Nathan.

He rubbed her hand, apologizing. “Sorry about that. You were, weren’t you? Don’t worry you’re dad would be okay.”

Whistle visited with some flowers and lunch for her, it brightened her mood. On his boss’s signal, Whistle left the ward.

Nathan cleared his throat. “So Reina told me you’ve met the tuxedo ninja.” He stated as she happily munched on her food.

Her shoulders dropped. She covered the food she was eating and she was almost losing appetite. “Oh, Reina said that?”

She wasn’t denying it, but wanted to be sure it wasn’t the same girl she said ‘keep it between us’ that shared it.

“Yes, Reina. She said during her fight with Cherry, she almost lost but the man saved her. Confirming what you told her about him being nice.”

Stephanie smiled unknowingly.

Nathan frowned. “What’s the smile for?” he was becoming irritated.

She wiped it off. “Oh, nothing. Just that he is nice and um…did Reina kill Cherry still?”

Nathan knew she was trying to change the topic. He moved closer. “Stephanie when you met Jarma did he threaten you to do something for him?”

She gulped. He did tell her to do something for her but she wasn’t threatened but did it cos she was curious about his intentions.

“He didn’t force me to do anything for him.”

“But did you do something for him?” Nathan asked again.

She rubbed her hands. Why did it feel she was about to get scolded. His eyebrows had been furrowed and his body seemed tense.

She replied. “Yes, he asked for Garcia’s timetable.” She didn’t look at his expression after her reply. “He wasn’t dangerous so I….”

“Did you know you endangered Garcia’s life?!” his voice was raised.

“Well, he didn’t use it for anything bad.” She sulked.

Nathan tsked. “The plumber had been called by Garcia, but he only came in after she was having shoots. You think it’s a coincidence?”

Stephanie’s face fell. It wasn’t a coincidence. The plumber must have known Garcia was busy. Garcia’s timetable changed every week because she was over demanding.

There was no way the man could have studied her timetable unless he already knew what it was going to be. But could it be Jarma?

She looked up at Nathan. “The plumber wasn’t Jarma though. I saw his face. But then I didn’t think he’d…”

“You didn’t think he’d use it against her. Really? Are you that careless, Stephanie?” Nathan question, harshly.

She clenched her teeth. Was he yelling cos he’s company was almost blown to pieces? If so, valid. She’d take the blame even if she could’ve been blown to pieces as well.

But if he was yelling at her cos Jarma could have used the timetable to hurt Garcia, then she didn’t give a damn. Whatever happened to Garcia didn’t bother her.

Stephanie shrugged. “I didn’t foresee this. He promised he won’t, I believed. Also he saved Reina, they might be an explanation. Maybe it fell in wrong hands.”

Jarma had said they was someone else who could use it wrongly, maybe that was the person.

Nathan couldn’t believe she was being reckless. Keon stayed quiet not knowing her to defend her. She had become fearless and he didn’t know whether to be glad or not about it.

“Stephanie, I’ve forgive it this time but if there’s anything about Jarma you can tell me…”

“There’s nothing I’m telling you, Nathan. You’re mad Garcia nearly got hurt, but I was hurt a lot by Garcia.” She yelled, taking him aback.

She began listing. “I was drugged, strangled insulted, yet you overlooked it. I wanted Jarma to hurt her but he didn’t so let me be.” She pointed at the door.

She laid on the bed, keeping the uneaten food on the table. Nathan was speechless for a minute. So she wanted Jarma to kill Garcia?

“But Stephanie…” words failed him.

He exhaled and left the room. This quarrel was 55% on Jarma. 25% on him. And 20% on Garcia.