Contract And Marriage

Maximus

“Bye, my wife. Remember, I’ll come back for you and Chase here later, okay?” I said to my wife.

“Yes, yes, you’re so persistent,” she laughed. We were standing in front of Dr. Jerold’s office. I looked at our son before picking him up and speaking to him.

“My son, Daddy will just go and see your uncle. I will be back soon, okay?”

“D-Daddy g-go. S-See y-you.” I smiled at his response. Even though I feel sorry for his condition, I can’t help but admire him because he’s not like other kids who are very restless. It’s as if he really understands what we’re saying to him.

I left them and headed to the Luxuria Hotel, where Mariano was. I’d also like to take this opportunity to tell him that I’ve found Sarina. I’m sure he’ll be incredibly happy.

I saw how much he worried about me in the past few years. He didn’t even take care of himself because of my requests. He kept promising, so I also promised myself that no matter what happens, I’ll help and support him as much as I can.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

The traffic was a bit heavy, so I thought of calling my wife and son while I couldn’t move forward. I guess I really love them this much because, as much as possible, I don’t want to be far from them. “Hi, my wife.”

“Oh, where are you?” she asked curiously.

“The traffic is bad, but I’m almost at the hotel.”

“Okay. Chase and I are still here in Dr. Jerold’s office. There are two more patients, so the pediatrician said we could stay here, and they’ll come get us when it’s our son’s turn.”

“How’s my little man?” I asked, and Sarina put the camera on Chase. He smiled when he saw me, which made me very happy.

“D-Daddy…”

“Yes, son, it’s me, your daddy.” After I said that, the traffic started moving again, but I didn’t end the call. While I’m not yet at the hotel, I want to see and talk to them, especially since they’re not doing anything.

We kept chatting, and I was extremely happy. Is this how husbands and fathers feel when they talk to their families? A few moments later, I reached the hotel and said goodbye to my wife and son after getting out of the car.

“Okay, my husband. Take care,” Sarina reminded me.

“I love you, my wife.”

“I love you too, Maximus Lardizabal.” She smiled at me, and her words melted my heart. She ended the call, so I walked towards the elevator and went straight to Mariano’s hotel room.

When I reached the door, I rang the doorbell, and it didn’t take long for it to open, revealing Mariano’s face. “Finally!” he exclaimed, which made me laugh, causing his forehead to wrinkle.

“What?” I asked curiously as I walked in and closed the door. I walked ahead of him towards the living room, and I could feel him following me. I sat on one of the couches and casually crossed my legs.

Mariano’s face still looked puzzled as he stared at me, and I knew he was curious to know why I was in such high spirits. I didn’t say a word and just stared back at him. I’ll let him get confused thinking about what was happening to me.

“Aren’t you going to tell me what’s going on?” he asked, sitting heavily on the couch before me.

“You’re the one who invited me here and has something to tell me, right?” I replied, raising my eyebrows playfully.

“Come on, Maximus. I know something is going on.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Why don’t you tell me why I’m here instead?” He took a deep breath, but he looked at me as if he didn’t believe I had no idea what he was talking about.

“Anyway, let’s get serious.” The sudden seriousness of his face made me nervous. I don’t know why, but it seemed like he was bringing bad news because of the change in his expression.

“Tell me already,” I said impatiently.

“I still couldn’t find the man I’m looking for.” He started, but I still couldn’t see the connection to me. I wanted him to get straight to the point, so I said,

“So?”

“I received a report from one of my men and found out that he had been living with his wife and son for the past three years.”

“Wait, wait, wait, wait,” I said, stopping him. “As far as I can remember, you told me that he was wanted for murdering his wife.” He nodded, so I continued. “Then, what’s with the report?”

“Exactly. So, let me finish,” he replied, and I calmed myself so he would continue. “As I was saying, his friends and his wife’s friends said that it was impossible that his wife was already dead because they still saw them together.”

I still couldn’t understand, but I felt more nervous. “Please don’t tell me that it has something to do with me,” I said, but that wasn’t what he said.

“The police conducted a search in his house and gathered some evidence. In one of the reports, a fingerprint matches Sarina’s.”

“No, that can’t be true.” I shook my head in disbelief.

“I double-checked it, and it’s true. You know that I haven’t stopped searching for your wife, right? I promised you, so I came here to look for that man.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, confused.

“The wife their friends may be referring to was your wife, Sarina. That crazy man is a surgeon, so it was easy for him to change her face.”

“Mariano, my wife is back,” I told him, leaving him stunned. He was momentarily speechless, trying to process what I had just said.

“Is that why you looked so happy earlier?” he asked once he regained his composure, to which I nodded.

“But that happiness has started fading because of what you said. Sarina came back with a different face and with memory loss.”

“How sure are you that she’s really her?”

“I felt it, and I conducted a DNA test because she didn’t want to believe me either.”

“Maximus,” he called me as he took his phone from his pocket and scrolled before showing me a photo. “Does Sarina look like this now?” he asked, and my eyes widened. From his reaction, I didn’t need to answer his question. “Let me remind you that I came here because that bastard is here, and I still haven’t found him.”

When he said that, everything suddenly sank in. Are my wife and son in danger? I won’t be able to accept it if something bad happens to them.

“Maximus!” Mariano called me again, so I looked at him. “Where is Sarina now?” he asked.

“Shit! Sarina and our son!” I exclaimed when I understood what he meant.