Washing my feet

I stared at him surprised. Did he just call me his wife? I couldn't believe my ears but then again, we were married after all but this is not something I can ever get used to.

I didn't protest because I was indeed tired and hungry as well. I was happy that Gerard did not ask any more questions about the kidnappers because I wouldn't know what to say to him.

I stared at his chest for the longest time as we walked home and I didn't know when I began to fall asleep.

I didn't know how long it took us to get home and I didn't know why Gerard feeling didn't call for a car to pick us up. All I knew was, his arms were very comfortable for me to sleep on.

I felt my body moving and this was what woke me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw Gerard's heterochromia eyes and they were more beautiful viewing them so closely.

He was placing me on the bed and that was when I felt pain in my elbow. "Ouch"

For a moment, he looked worried. "Did I do something wrong?"

I looked at him confused "huh? What are you talking about?" I wonders for a moment then realized he was talking about my reaction when he dropped me.

"Oh, that? I think I hurt my elbow but it's nothing seri..." I had barely finished my sentence when Gerard took a look at my hand.

His expression darkened when he saw the scratch on my hand and honestly, I felt he was exaggerating the situation because the scratch wasn't that serious at all.

He looked so angry like he was going to kill someone and this was cute to me but surely I couldn't let it last.

"Hey! Its nothing. I guess it happened when I got out of the car." I tried to e plain myself before the matter blew out of proportion.

He tore his gaze from the injury and looked at me sceptically. "You jumped out of a moving car?"

I looked at him confused. Of course, I jumped out of the moving car, didn't I tell you we had an accident?

I pursed my lips "Um... I didn't even know how it happened. I guess I just acted drastically because of the crazy situation."

It's one thing to have an accident and then run out of the car and it's another thing to jump out of a moving car. That only meant that the accident had not happened yet.

Gerard nodded and went to the drawer and removed a first aid kit. He approached me with a ball of cotton wool and spirit.

Dipping the wool into the spirit, he looked very cold at that moment and I didn't know whether or not he was angry.

I was still staring at him when I felt a sting on my hand. "Ouch! The hurts." I looked at him angrily and tried to draw my hand back but his grip was strong and he didn't even look me in the face.

"If we don't get your wound cleaned, it would get infected and then, you'll have to go to the hospital. Which do you prefer?" he looked up at me as he asked the last question and I froze. Of course, I didn't want to go to the hospital, that would just make matters worse.

I pouted and said nothing and he took my silence as an agreement for him to carry on.

He cleaned my wound even though I complained sometimes, he still didn't let me go. How mean!

After that, we went to the bathroom and I guessed went to wash his hand. I also needed to get to the bathroom for a quick shower because my clothes were dirty due to the fall and my feet were also dirty and it didn't make it any better that everything in this house was white. I'd just look like a black dot on a whiteboard.

I waited for him to come out before going in but to my greatest surprise, he brought out a bowl of water and I was confused about what he wanted to do with it.

He dropped a washbasin and a bucket of water in front of me. What was running through this man's mind?

Gerard came with a hand scrubber and a stool which he sat on. I stared at him sceptically as he took my leg and placed it in the washbasin.

Who washes in the room? Why didn't he just tell me to go and wash my leg in the bathroom?

He poured some water on my leg and scrubbed the sponge with the soap. He wasn't planning on washing my feet for me, was he?

"Don't... I... I'll do it myself." he ignored me and just scrubbed my leg gently making me feel awkward.

I pursed my lips and watched him wash my legs. His movements were gentle and I didn't feel any pain from the sponge. He seemed to be behaving extra careful because I had told him my legs were hurting.

How nice...

He washed both my feet and when he was done, he dried them with a towel then took the water back to the bathroom.

"You should change your clothes. You can't take a shower because of your injury. It wouldn't be good if you let too much water get there so just change while I go downstairs to get you something to eat." he then placed a peck on my forehead before leaving.

It seems he was getting used to this kiss on the forehead because this was the second time today and I didn't know if I should blame myself for this or not.

Gerard had asked me not to take a bath but of course, I wasn't the type to listen. There's no way I would be able to sleep with all that dirt in my hair and body.

As expected, I disobeyed and took a very fast shower before returning to the room with my towel and placing a plaster on my elbow.

##

When Gerard left the room, he went downstairs only to meet so many people waiting for him to come down.

Diana was pacing back and forth while Lucy looked like a wreck.

When Gerard came back home with Ayla in his arms, they were all glad to see that they were back but seeing her feet and her dirty body, Lucy knew that she must have endured so much.

Diana was also very guilty that she tried to get Ayla kidnapped but that didn't change her hate for humans. She still hated them the same but she couldn't imagine what Gerard would have done if he lost Ayla.

She felt guilty for betraying her brother and not because of Ayla's condition.

Gerard stared at them for a while and although he was angry at the guards for watching Ayla properly, he blamed himself as well for not sensing that she was in danger.

Diana stared at him seeing that he was clearly angry and didn't dare talk. Anastasia and the granny just stayed there to watch all the drama unfold as they were not interested in Ayla.

He looked at Diana for a long time then spoke. "Lucy..." Diana and Lucy were worried that Gerard would pin this on them and although Lucy didn't mind losing her job as punishment for this crime, Diana was worried that she would lose her brother.

"Prepare some energy food for Ayla."