30 Chapter 30: Escape Away

She was left in the dark alone with her thoughts and emotions. She was currently so angry at Jayden's parents, She felt like her blood was going to blow over. Deep breaths, deep breaths.

She felt herself calming down little by little. As she thought about it on a clearer head, she wasn't that different from Jayden. For some reason or the other, if she wasn't wrong, she'd gotten married to Maddie for the money to save her family, hadn't she? Jiaye sighed and slowly reclined closing her eyes. All this thinking couldn't possibly be good for her. At the moment she craved getting high, forgetting everything even if it was just for a little while.

Maybe this sort of thinking is what got her mother addicted in the first place. She was looking for a way out. She sighed loudly again. She placed her hand over her eyes willing herself back to sleep.

The door slowly creaked open and she lifted her hand slightly to peek at who it was. None other than her husband dearest.

"Hey boo," she said softly. She noticed his silhouette stiffen a bit. He didn't say a word. He instead reached over and flipped the switch flooding the room in bright lights. Reflexively she shut her eyes tight at the sudden brightness in the room.

"Maybe you got me confused for someone else." She opened her eyes bit by bit and looked straight at him.

"Oh yea, shit, my bad, I thought you were Suga," She said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.

"Su...ga?" he repeats the word without understanding what it was.

She rolled her eyes and let out a disgusted grunt. "Of course you wouldn't know who Suga is." though she said that more to herself than to him. "Look him up," she told him in my sweetest voice.

"Anyway, you being my husband and all... Can't you get me discharged any sooner? I swear I'm getting sicker staying here."

He looked at her like she had two legs.

"If it's what Mrs. Ji wants, that's what she'll get. I'm a powerful man." a little smile broke in his handsome face.

"I know," she said, "you're powerful enough and a tycoon,"

He reached for the seat and dragged it closer to the bed.

"I thought you'd still be asleep. I'm surprised you're up." it seemed like he'd decided to go with the conversation opener he'd originally planned on entering the room with.

She bit back all the sarcastic and or mean comments she wanted to throw at him. She's controlling it, but it was hard. But she managed to do it.

" Yea... I couldn't sleep."

"Aaa. Do you want some food? I'm sure I could sneak you out for the night?" he said.

She frowns her eyebrow surprised at what she'd just heard.

"I didn't peg you the type to do such."

"You up for it?"

"Yeah sure." her interest was piqued. She was going to see a side not many people have seen, she assumes.

He chuckled deviously and pulled up his sleeve. She tried to look away from how delicious he looked with his sleeves up but she couldn't. It's like her eyes were glued to him.

"Jaiye? Jiaye?"

He was walking straight towards her and she swears her mouth ran dry. He snapped his fingers in front of her face and that immediately pulled her back to reality.

"Hmm, yea sure." she quickly looked away like she wasn't caught red-handed. He chuckled softly and that little sound alone was enough to get her heartbeat racing again. What the fuck was happening to her.

"Give me a minute." He flashed her a mischievous grin and walked out.

Not even a minute had passed when he walked back in, dressed in the nurse's uniform and pushing a wheelchair with a bag on it.

"Do you trust me to change you?" he said softly and a bit cautiously like he was coaxing a hungry tiger not to eat him.

She could feel color rushing to her cheeks. "you're my husband aren't you?" she said sheepishly turning away, avoiding his gaze.

He professionally pulled out her carefully between the sheets trying to avoid exposing her as much as he could. His hands lightly brushed against her shoulder blades and she felt goosebumps following everywhere contact was made. He quickly slipped on an oversized hoodie then pulled it down, carefully lifting her so that she could sit on it. He then proceeded to pull sweatpants over her legs doing one at a time.

"I'm still mobile you know."

"A bit too late to start suggesting you dressed don't you think."

She hadn't worn any undies and she could feel herself getting hotter and hotter as he pulled the pants further up.

"you're not supposed to strain your legs too much yet." He said as he lifted her smoothly and pulled up the pants. She was pretty sure she was a bit red by then. He lifted her carefully, put her in the wheelchair and very carefully detached the iv drips.

"Are you ready for our own version of prison break?" he asked her mischievously as he draped the hoodie over her head tucking in her hair.

She nodded. She couldn't help getting excited. This sort of thing is what life was about.

He pushed her wheelchair slowly, leading them to the lift. Her heart was beating pretty fast. Wouldn't they be caught before they even managed to reach far? The lift dinged as it finally reached their floor. There were a couple of nurses that threw them a suspicious looks but didn't say a word. She shifted her gaze to her laps hoping to hide her face from them in case anyone recognized her. Though as she thought of that she wondered about Maddie. Wouldn't he be the one who was recognized? Anyway, I'm sure he'd planned it out. Time was moving incredibly slowly for her. How weren't these nurses even the least bit curious about this? It felt as if we were going to be busted any moment from now.

The lift kept opening and closing as different nurses and doctors came in. Each time making her more nervous and her palms all clammy. They all seemed like they were in their own worlds minding their own business going about their daily tasks but for some reason, she felt like they were all watching them. And they knew. This is what paranoia does to her. She was glad her goodie and hair were covering most of her face. She was pretty sure she would have sold herself out by now.

Finally, she felt Maddie pushing her outside and she couldn't help the sigh of relief that gushed out. She peeked a little and saw that they were in the basement. How did they even get here without any questions? It was all a bit too easy. But oh well. She'd take it as it came. He led her to his car, opened the co-driver side and gently lifted her from the wheelchair and put her in. He did the seat let for her, folded the wheelchair and put it in the back seat. She watched as he quickly shrugged off his coat and dumped it alongside the wheelchair.

He quickly slid in and gave her a huge boyish grin that damn near melted her insides... Literally. "Mission successful?"

He started the engine and threw me another look. "Not until we leave the premises."

She was surprised at how together she sounded despite the turmoil that was going on in her body. Man, she bagged a handsome husband.