Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 259

Chapter 259: Past, present and future —— Its me
Trigger warning: Triggering memories, perverse words and child grooming mentioned. Some readers might find it uncomfortable, readers discern is required.

At the hospital,

Ariana was letting her head rest on the side of the wall. She was asked to participate in the surgery and even though she kept telling herself that the blood spilt during the surgery was going to save the man’s life and not take it —— Ariana still felt lightheaded.

The fatigue she felt after six hours of surgery continued to linger in her body, especially after she encountered Mister Sandler and chased after him. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she slowly closed her eyes and let her body relax, with the soft hum of the air conditioner, her mind was lulled to sleep.

‘Little girl, why are you hiding in this place?’ She heard a man’s voice as Ariana hid behind the bench in the park where she was drawing stick figures on the muddy ground with a stick.

‘My mom…she is chasing after me with a broom. I ate a chicken leg, she asked me not to and only to eat the wings,’ Ariana answered the nice man who crouched next to her. ‘I want to run away from this place, no one likes me,’ she said.

The man was dressed in a beige overcoat that had coattails behind it, with a white shirt and a matching tie.

He was holding an umbrella that hid half of his face, his other hand rested on the back of Ariana’s back. He comfortably brushed her back and even though Ariana felt uncomfortable and tried to get away from the man, his grip was too strong for her small eleven-year-old body to avoid.

‘If you dislike living here, then you can come with me,’ the man whispered to her like a snake charmer trying to make his pet snake dance to his tune. ‘I will treat you really well.’

‘No,’ little Ariana refused. She stood up from the spot where she was crouching not liking how the man touched her. She was young, but she knew bad and good touch, Little Ariana was not a fool.

Not only that, but she threw the stick on the ground and turned to leave, ‘I will go with my prince.’

Little Ariana had read the story of a prince and a princess. Thus she was dreaming of finding her prince ever since then.

The man who sat next to her also stood up, with three steps he crossed the length that Ariana had walked. He calmly said to her, ‘I am your prince.’

‘You are not,’ Ariana refused, liking the man even less with each passing second.

‘I am,’ the man repeated with even more sternness than before. ‘I am your past, your future, and your present, Ariana. Remember that.’

As he spoke, he reached out and patted twice on her head. ‘If you listen to me, I will make you the happiest girl and a woman one day.’

In the office, Ariana opened her eyes that she had closed earlier on. She stood up and rushed to the restroom which was three rooms down the office and hurled everything that she had eaten in the afternoon. Ariana did not understand why she was reminded of those memories which she had forgotten.

However, a small nagging voice told her that there was some connection of her current situation with that man.

As she stepped out of the restroom, Nurse Mable walked over to where she was and said, “There are you, Doctor Harlow. The patient has woken up as the effect of anaesthesia has reduced. He is asking for you.”

“Me?” Ariana questioned and started to walk down the corridor when she saw Nurse Mable nod. She had one hand inside the white coat’s pocket while she looked straight ahead.

As she arrived at the ward where Emil had woken up, Ariana pushed open the door and walked inside.

“Did you call me, Mister Ashford?” Ariana questioned as she strode over to the bed of the man in the middle of the ward.

“That’s right, I feel a bit——” Emil began, but he was momentarily robbed of his speech as he looked at Ariana. If not for the fact that he knew that his mother was no magic girl, he would have mistaken the woman in front of him as his mother.

However, the woman was too young for that.

“What do you feel, Mister Ashford?” Ariana asked with a raise of her brow when she saw that the man had suddenly turned quiet. She was not surprised by his reaction because every so often it took some time for the people to get used to everything around them when they woke up after having surgery.

Emil snapped out of his thoughts. He blinked his eyes and then replied, “Oh… I feel terribly woozy and itchy.”

“It’s quite normal,” Ariana answered politely as she walked over to where Emil was lying and placed her fingers on his wrist before checking his vitals. “You have just woken up, which is why you are feeling like this, your vitals are normal, and you are completely fine.”

“Other than the stitches on your abdomen.”

Emil closed his eyes and then opened them again, he stared at Ariana for a while and just as Ariana thought that he was going to ask something serious, the man said,

“Excuse me, are you an orphan?”

Or did his mother have some sort of rendezvous before marriage that they were not aware of, but the girl in front of him was too young for that? Then after marriage?

That didn’t seem right either, as his mother loved his father excessively much.

Ariana felt a twitch in her brows at the nonsensical question presented in front of her. She blinked her eyes before answering, “Unfortunately, no. I have parents.”

“How many?”

“How many do you have, Mister Ashford?” Ariana questioned back feeling slightly annoyed, everyone had one mother and father, right? What kind of question was even that?

“No, I mean——-“