Falling for my ruthless savior.

Chapter 3

Crystal’s pov

After the incident that occurred, discovering Andy was my supposed lover Andrew, I was devastated that he didn't love me the way he used to love me. It's true I couldn't recall how he did treat me but from the recent flashback I had, I got to understand I truly loved him but he had been acting cool all this while. Didn't he love me again? Why didn't he show me the love I used to feel? I asked myself so many disturbing questions yet no response was given; it was like a rhetorical question.

“Hi, miss Crystal You are awake,” one of the nurses said as she walked in with a bag of groceries. I saw myself smiling at her.

“You can have it; Mr. Andy requested I give it to you,” she said, dropping the bag beside me as she made to leave without waiting for me to say a word.

“Wait... he isn't Andy; his name is Andrew and he. .. is... I think about my lover. “ I paused, bowing my head low. I pondered if telling this to the nurse really matters but I smiled back as she gently left, closing the door behind her quickly. I dragged the bag to myself to view what was inside and I was stunned by the things Andrew bought for me.

Later that day, the doctor and Andrew walked in. I exchanged pleasantries with the doctor but Andrew was cold towards me; he only waved his hand at me while murmuring a question, “How is your health now? Hope you feel better.”

I just shocked my head with a hug and smile, which I couldn't hold back. I don't know but after discovering he was Andrew, I had found myself attracted to him just like the love life I once had but his behavior had always left me with a confused mindset if he was trying to stay away from me as he heard I lost my memory or he wasn't Andrew!.

I have tried hard to think more but each time I tried forcing myself to get a response, I got my brain stressed up.

“Mr. I am glad to announce to you that you can take her home. She is getting better but must stick to her medications, which include taking citric fruits, to enhance her chance of recovering.” The doctor said to Andrew, I saw the sudden change of expression on his face.

It was as if something didn't sit well with him concerning what the doctor said and I wasn't wrong with the reading.

“The problem is, I don't know anything about her, nor where she lives or her family and just as you said, no one has asked about her either.” I could hear Andrew whisper to the doctor.

It was as if a knife was stabbed in my chest, making my heart bleed.

What was he speaking about? I was so curious that I raised a question immediately to the doctor. I needed answers to so many questions but the doctor told me I was the only one who had answers to my questions. In order for me to get answers, I needed to let it come naturally.

“I will take her home; I have somewhere important to attend right away." Andrew caught the doctor off; he sighed then looked at his wristwatch. answers,

“It's fine; you can sign her out now, the doctor replied with a smile. He further told Andrew that he will keep coming to see how fast I am recovering.

Two hefty men walked in; I suspected they were Andrew. He whispered something to them and pointed at me before leaving the room, and they nodded in affirmative.

"Ma'am, we are tweeping you home,” one of the men said. I was quiet for a while before getting down from the sick bed. Gently, I moved, but the guards gave me arm support. As we got to the car, Andrew was already there, seated and waiting for us. I ponder why he didn't come to help me but struggle over it.

The car started and drove off; he was seated with his face buried in his system.

“so…. We are going to your house... I mean our house?” I asked him with excitement on my face. The look he gave me made me wonder why he is so rude.

“Why are you behaving all rude and cruel to me over this period of time? Tell me, aren't you the Andrew I used to love? Weren't you the one I had always loved and you loved me back? Why then the sudden silence, cold, and harsh treatment on ” I asked him feeling sad and unhappy. I wanted to understand things back.

My instinct was telling me he was the man I used to love but here he is denying he never knew me! He never had a thing with me! I am just confused, as I don't know what to believe any longer. My instinct or him?. confused,

“Can you stop referring to me as Andrew? For crying out loud, I am not Andrew and I don't know who he is! “ He paused, closing up his PC, dropping it beside him and turning properly at me.

“Breathe in,” he said, looking straight into my eyes. I did it just the way he told me. “Breathe out, “ he said again.

He brought out a bottle of water and handed it to me. “Drink up, drink everything,” he said as he rushed me into Pop taking the water.

I was curious to know what he was up to as I drank up the water but couldn't finish everything. He took the bottle from me ,turned to face me and blubbed his eyes to mine.

Staring into his eyes, I felt my heart beat faster.

“Now listen, I am not Andrew; I don't know how your instinct made you believe I am someone whom I am not but the fact is that I don't have any strings attached to us both before so keep it mutual," he said in a harsh but low tone.

I felt my heart being sliced into so many pieces; the tears that had circulated in my eyes couldn't be held. As my tears tried falling, I quickly cleared it with the back of my palm.

I didn't reply to him; I was silent, although we waited until we got to the place; I guess that was his house.

I felt something strange about the house as I stepped down from the car; it was like I had been here before. It seems I was familiar with the place but I couldn't place my hand on whoever had brought me here before. car;

But I remain quite not wanting to ask any question, Andrew. Mean, Andy won't take a bad turn at me.

“You are welcome to my Crystal. yourself comfortable. I will tell the maids to prepare where you stay and all you need,” he said straightly to me with a flash of smile on his face as he left the sitting room.

I guess he was going out, as he said earlier. A few minutes I was lost in my thoughts examining the house, trying to get myself to remember how I had connected with this when I felt a slight tap on my shoulder.

“Good ma'am , Do you mind I take you to your room? Get your meal, then you can have your medications,” she said to me. I nodded my head as she led me to the guest room.

Just as she said, she got me the meal and made me take my medications; afterward, she left the roomedications and asked her name but I promised to do that tomorrow.

Laying on the bed, I felt weakened by the drug so I slept off.

I woke up earlier than usual. Maybe I slept early; that was why. I took my glance at the clock and it was past 6 Am.

washed my face and decided to go downstairs. Maybe I will see the nice lady who helped me yesterday.

I was surprised to find Andy sitting in the crouch chair with a cup of coffee beside me. I paused for a while before going down. Greeted, to which he replied with a sullen voice. I didn't care because he had been like this.

I made my way back to the staircase but was taken back by the sudden ache. I held my head, stopped for a while and continued back to my room to rest my head. Unfortunately, I missed my step and fell down from the stairs.

letting out a scream as I closed my eyes tightly.

Suddenly I felt like I was in someone's arm and my head wasn't hit on the floor.

I opened my eyes and was shocked by who saved me.