Anonymous and Incognito

Chapter 4

Arthur  Lennox

I know what I did was wrong but I had to do it.

I would have never done it because the thought of bringing Anna back into our lives taunts me. But under these circumstances I need to stop being selfish,, for the sake of my wife.

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I walk down the hallway hoping to see three humans waiting for me but to my dismay, I only see one injured man and the other, I don't even want to ask.

"Dare I even ask what happened?" I ask eyeing him suspiciously even though we all know what might have taken place.

"We underestimated your daughter... she's smarter and stronger than she appears to be." Jason, the injured guy says while coughing up some blood.

"Firstly, go grab some tissues I can't afford to have your blood all over my carpet. Secondly, you never seem to listen when I speak to you... I always tell you to never underestimate someone because that is the first mistake you are doing and gradually are plotting your own downfall. Third-" I say before being cut off rather rudely by Jason.

"Okay okay I get it boss sheesh, then you wonder why your daughter ran away with your money."

I look at Jason contemplating whether I should I just finish off what my daughter started, but I debate against it... I've grown soft over the years of my daughter's disappearance.

"Just tell me what she did so we can get this over and done with." I honestly didn't have the patience or the heart but i had to be strong for my wife's sake.

"That b***h of a thing you call a daughter stabbed me with a stupid knife and some random freak shot my partner in crime." 

"Are you calling my daughter a b***h? Listen here boy if I were you I'd watch my tone cause I think you're forgetting that I can end you and your entire bloodline with just a single phone call. Now be a good puppy and get out of here before I help you with that." I look down at the spot where he was injured hoping he gets the hint.

"Are you not even going to ask how I got here by myself?" He asks with disgust evident in his tone.

"No... not really. I couldn't care less about you and your well being to be honest" I give him a little smirk refusing to give him the satisfaction he wants. I head towards the doors signaling for my men to get Jason out of my house. 

I walk upstairs to my room where my wife is. She's been bed ridden for months now but in the past week it's been getting worse. She had requested for me to bring back our daughter cause she wouldn't be able to live with herself if she was deprived the opportunity to see her one and only child before God decides to take her away. I always tried to give her hope and change her mindset about the whole God taking her away thing . But in all honesty, I could never live with myself if my wife passed on without seeing her daughter for the last time.

As much as I hate the idea of facing my demons, I have to do it for the sake of my wife. What I did six years ago was the biggest mistake ever, but my pride and ego could never allow me to fix my mistakes but now the time has come for me to put all that s**t aside if it means it'll bring a smile to her face.

"Is she back home? How is she? Where is my daughter Arthur I want to see my daughter?" Miranda, my wife starts asking me questions about the whereabouts of Anna. Truth be told, she, my wife does not know the ways I've gone about finding our daughter.

"Well... so turns out she lives across the country so maybe we should just pay her a visit, in Aquarin."

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Anna

I stand there in shock as the man holding me down suddenly drops to the ground and now I'm able to catch my breath.

I turn around to look behind me only to find Anonymous walking towards me and putting away the gun that was in his hands.

I quickly run up to him and give him a hug, burying my head in his chest as I let it all out. Tears streaming down my face thinking about what could've happened to me if he had not come and rescued me.

"Thank you.. thank you so much for saving me." I thank him with sniffles in between my words.

"It's okay Anna, there's no need to thank me." He responds in a the kindest tone ever.

Before anything else could I suddenly felt dizzy and my eyelids were getting heavy. 

And before I knew it, I passed out.

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I wake up to a beeping machine and I feel someone's hands on mine. I open my eyes only to realise I'm in a hospital bed and Anonymous is asleep with his hands and head on the bed on top of my hands.

I can't help but smile to myself. He looks so peaceful when he is asleep.

I try to sit up in a more comfortable position but that results in me waking him up.

"I'm so sorry I woke you up I was just trying to... uhm... sit comfortably up.. I mean.. sit up comfortably, if that even makes sense." s**t! I always knew how to keep my cool around him so why was I stuttering like that??

"It's okay. Genuine question, how are you feeling?" He asks with a concerned look on his face.

"I... I feel like absolute s**t. My chest is sore, I have a throbbing headache and I feel like mentally, I need help." I honestly respond to his question not caring if he would still look at me the same. "My entire life has been a s**t show. Even my own family doesn't care about me and my well being. Or well, do I even have a family? Sometimes I ask myself how I cope and keep up with my own life. I always keep myself busy so that my mind is occupied and I am never left alone with my own thoughts. I know I sound ridiculous so I'll just stop." I stop talking and I look up at the ceiling so I could avoid any eye contact with him.

"No you don't sound ridiculous at all. If you would like, I can book you an appointment with a psychologist. I'd offer to be your shoulder to cry on but honestly speaking, I don't want to mess you up any further with my own life." He says looking at me hoping I turn to look at him and meet his gaze.

"I would really appreciate that, but I am incapable of opening up about my past. I would prefer that long chapter to be locked up and kept in the past, where it belongs. And besides, I can afford to get one if I had actually wanted to. get one" I turn to look at him and I see the genuine expression on his face. "I don't know how I never asked, but uhm... what am I doing in the hospital?" I ask and start looking around the room.

He chuckles before answering. "While we were at the park you were hyperventilating and you passed out so I drove you to the hospital. When we got here turns out your stress levels were high and you were having a panic attack."

"Oh uhm well thank you, I really appreciate it." I look down at my hands and I start fiddling with them.

"There's no need okay. I'm going to get some coffee, do you want me to get you anything?" He asks and gives me a smile I've never seen before, which causes my cheeks to burn up and turn a bright red.

"No thank you, I'm all good." I manage to compose myself.

After a few moments of being alone, a nurse walks in the room with a file in her hand.

"Okay so you're up. How are you feeling dear?" The nurse asks with a sweet smile on her face. The nurse is a middle aged lady with hazel coloured eyes, brunette hair that's been tied up in a low ponytail. 

"I'm okay thanks. Just some chest pains and a headache." I respond to her question honestly.

"Okay..." She has a concerned look at her face while she's looking at my file. "So, your tests are all good but I do want to conduct further tests cause you're not meant to be having any chest pains. Can you pinpoint the exact spot where you feeling pain?" She asks

"Uhm yeah sure, just under my right breast." I start to get worried about my health with all the questions she's asking me.

She stops looking at the file and looks at me with a worried expression on her face. 

"Sweetie, is there any history of cancer in your family?" She asks with a pen in her hand and a new page added to my file.

"Uhm not any that I know of. But my mom always had seizures when I was young." I reply hoping the little information I knew could be of any assistance.

"Okay sweetie we are going to need to keep you here for a bit longer and run some more tests, more specifically a CT scan and a breast ultrasound." She gives me a warm smile and puts her hand on mine.

"Do you think I might have some sort of a cancer?" I ask with curiosity.

"I think it will be best to wait until the tests have been conducted before I say anything." She says in a monotone voice but with a pitiful expression on her face. "Now, on to some more exciting stuff. You know... he really likes you and cares about you." She looks at me with a little smirk.

"I don't think so, he's nice and kind and caring but he's always caught up with work and hardly notices me." I pout and start fiddling with my fingers again, trying to hide my disappointment.

"You fancy him a lot don't you?" She turns to look at me.

"Is it that obvious?" I ask feeling my cheeks turn a bright red.

"If I have to be honest with you, it is obvious that you both like each other. Everyone around you is aware of it but you guys. You should have seen the way he was looking at you when while you were still unconscious. He even insisted to stay here until you would wake up just to make sure that you were okay and wouldn't get confused as to what happened and why you're in hospital." She gives me a reassuring smile as if she can read all the thoughts of doubt in my head.

"Oh... well when you put it like that..." I smile as I turn to look at her taking her words into consideration.

"My dear, just give it time. You will gradually and eventually see his true feelings about you, of course all in due coarse." She smiles to me before handing me some medication and a glass of water.

"Well, I've been managing to survive for the past four years so I don't think it would hurt to be a tad more patient." Maybe it would not hurt for me to listen to her and take her advice.

She gives me a smile and walks out of the room with the file tightly clutched in her hands.

After a couple of minutes, Anonymous walks in the room with two cups and a paper bag filled with food. 

"I hope you don't mind that I went outside the hospital. The food here is quite questionable if you ask me." He hands me the paper bag before he adds on. "I got you some snacks and some strawberry lemonade. I hope you don't mind." He sits down on the chair next to the bed and places the strawberry lemonade on the table.

Then, he suddenly says. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but do you know anyone who might want to have you kidn*pped or killed?"

"No... not necessarily. I mean, I don't really get along with my father but other than that I can't think of anyone who would want to kidnap me." I honestly admit knowing very well where this conversation might lead to.

"Do you have an idea of why he would want have you kidn*pped? Cause I mean, Aquarin is known to be one of the safest cities in the country, if not the safest." He asks with one eyebrow shot up.

I suddenly think back to the time I withdrew money from my account and used it all. "No not really." Why did I just lie?  As much as I'm a very good liar, I don't use it to my advantage but right now I'm not about to sit in this hospital bed and open up about my past "I never got your name the last time-" I say before being interrupted.

"Adrien, sorry about that." He says running his hand through his hair.

Okay so I'm not going to lie, that was hot. 

I know I'm all business focused and no boys s**t but danm, this guy is so hot and he is not some arrogant bastard. 

He's lowkey a God sent.

And for some reason I can't stop myself from starring at him and his every movement.

This... this is going to be a whole lot of fun.

"I have to go. I'll come check up on you whenever I have time okay." He gives me a smile before grabbing his coffee and walking out of the room.

It's so overwhelming having someone actually care about me and my well being. I've never had that and it feels so weird. I've grown to people only caring about me if it is to their own benefit.

Does he really or is he just showing normal human decency?

But either ways, whichever one it is, I appreciate it.