He’s My Ruthless Billionaire
Chapter 29

Hailey's POV

I reached home with Robert and as I went inside, I thought of making him something to eat.

He hasn't eaten for much time.

"What will you eat?" I asked him.

"I don't feel like eating. You can" he said whilst coming inside and taking off his jacket.

I looked at him. He is really sad about all this. He thinks it's his fault.

"It's not your fault, Robert," I said. "Don't worry"

He suddenly pinned me to the wall and held me by my wrist.

"Why are you like this? Why do you care?" he said.

"I... I told you. You-You're my husband"

His grip on my wrist tightened and I winced in pain.

"Ah... Robert"

"Tell the truth, Corazon"

I stood still. His eyes were different right now. His eyes were black. I never saw anyone with these black eyes. "Robert... You need to trust me"

"I can't because... Because you get betrayed only by the ones you trust" he said.

Hm? So, did he get betrayed or something in his past?

"Robert... Please" I said.

He looked at his hand on my wrist and removed it. "Leave" he ordered.

I started moving towards the stairs, but he stopped me.

"Wait," he said.

I stopped and then he went somewhere. He returned with some bandages and some medicine.

"Apply it" he ordered.

I nodded and applied it there itself. Then I left for my room.

I was in the room thinking about what happened just now.

He is just so insecure about everyone. He thinks that everyone helping him has some personal motive.

He is hurt.

And I can't do anything?

What kind of psychiatrist am I?

I have to bring happiness to his life again.

Now this time instead of thinking how much Max loved him; he is taking all the blame. He is way too much pessimist.

I have to make him believe in goodness once again.

I was just sitting when I heard the door lock click.

I stood up. I have to help him; I can't show him that I will leave him if he hurts me.

He looks at me and then at my hand. "Sit down," he said.

I nodded and sat down.

He sat beside me and suddenly pulled me on his lap. He snuggled his face in the nape of my neck.

"If I become the worst person... will you leave me?" he asked huskily. His touch and his voice both were giving me chills. "No... I won't"

"How do I trust you?" he asked.

"By testing me?" I said, but I think he misunderstood me because the next moment I was on the bed with him over me.

"How do I test you?" he asked near my ears.

"I-I don't know" I stuttered at the proximity.

He took a deep breath and came face to face with me. I closed my eyes; his face intimidates me a lot.

"Open your eyes," he said slowly.

Every time, he yells at me when I close my eyes. But this time, he said the same gently.

I opened it and came across the most beautiful pairs of eyes. They were brown, with light once again.

"Do you have feelings for me?" he asked.

My eyes widened at his question.

What can be the answer to the most difficult question?

I don't know.

It is not like that I don't like him... I-I feel this connection with him; it is inexpressible. He won't believe me anyway if I tell him. But do I like him?

I don't know. How does it feel to like someone?

I-I feel like he is the only purpose of my life; except meeting my mom and Alex.

Is it what feels like love?

To devote our lives to others?

"This question can bring tears to your eyes. I don't think you will leave any chance of leaving me" I heard him.

Tears?

Am I crying?

Why?

He went back and stood up as he was about to leave. I knew.

It is a chance.

Tell him; go on.

I took his hand from behind and turned him around. He looked at me confused.

That day, I looked directly into his eyes... and joined our lips.

He was taken aback and I knew it. He never expected any bold step from me. But I like him; no matter how weird this seems.

He slowly pulled me close and I felt myself melting in his embrace.

I kept my hands around his neck and kept kissing him. He was kissing me back; very slowly. Like he was still learning how to kiss. Like he was afraid that just a little force... and he'll ruin everything.

We parted and I looked down as I didn't know how he will react. He left the room without another word.

I sat down and started thinking.

What happened?

How can I kiss him?

And... now, is he angry?

Shrugging all my thoughts, I decided to do some other stuff to get my thoughts off what happened.

I suddenly remembered the phone he gave me.

Am I supposed to return it?

I quickly took it out. It has been a long time since I used my phone.

I decided to give it back. All these little things can make him trust me.

I went downstairs and found him drinking.

I ran to him. Drugs are the worst things for him.

"Robert," I said. "Stop"

"Huh? Why?" he asked.

"Please," I said.

He looked at me once again before nodding his head in denial. He was about to drink again, but I took the bottle and threw it on the ground and it spilled.

He looked at me with rage.

"HOW DARE YOU!?" he yelled.

I took a step behind.

"I need something to keep my mind stable!" he continued yelling.

"Hurt me," I said.

He looked at me confused. "Hm?"

"Hurt me but don't drink. Please"