Trapped In Love

Chapter 9 - DNA test

Chapter 9 - DNA test

Blake West

POV

“So all the tantrums and the separate rooms is known to your parents?” Kristen asks

I felt a sharp pain in my heart because I began to realize that this wasn't Kristen. I've been so consumed with happiness about the possibility of Kristen forgiving me, I haven't realised how much she's changed. I school my features and answer her

I nod at her. “My mother is throwing a ball to welcome us. she will send me the details for now I need you to get better okay? Don’t force yourself to remember things. You’re only going to make it harder on yourself and you’ll end up right back here.” I say and she nods.

I watch her. I close my eyes and remember the time I came home from a business trip and she didn't remember Hera.

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FLASHBACK.

I arrived home from Bathurst around five a.m. The driver got out and opened my door. The gates were opened for my butler stood in front of the door to welcome me.

"Prince Blake" he bows

I nod.

Royals didn't have surnames. I was formally known as Prince Blake of the Western Palace. After I gave up my right to the thrown I needed a surname so I had to be creative. I took West from that and had it registered as my surname after Kris and I got married.

"Prince Blake would you like something to eat?" he asks

"Call me Mr Blake, Mr Martin" I say for what feels like the hundredth time

"Of course sir I apologise." he apologizes and bows again.

"Mr Martin tell me what has been happening in my absence." I ask walking into the seating area. Kris asking for a divorce again is what I feared most.

"Mr Blake, Mrs West seems to be different this morning." he says following me

That makes me stop dead in my tracks

"What do you mean she seems different?" I ask worriedly did something happen to her?

"Mr Blake, she screamed yesterday morning I went to check on her and she was looking in the mirror, she was startled when I asked her if she was okay... She said yes and asked me to send you a message to come home from your business trip..." Mr Martin says

"That doesn't explain how she's different Mr Martin..." I say annoyed. Sure she would never have asked for me in the past. The more I was gone the better for her to mope around in peace.

"She hadn't shouted at any of the maids, and she had made her own supper..." Mr Martin said

That was odd. The Kris I knew would burn her finger making a pot of tea, yet alone cooking a meal. I stare that the portrait of Kris and I. She had a lovely smile that I haven't seen in forever. Her eyes light up as she looked at me. It was painted the week before we found out she was pregnant. By then I had forgotten my promise to my parents. I was having the time of my life with my wife..

Does that witch Lillian have something to do with Kristen's behaviour? Did she tell Kristen if she behaves I'll divorce her? In Arden where we stay separation between spouses is completely legal. If we were back in the country this would not be an option.

"When was the last time she spoke to Miss Manning?" I ask

"Mrs West had asked us to tell Miss Manning she's out of the county sir" he replied

"Keep that woman away from Kris, I don't need her knowing about Miss Manning's plan" I say softly thinking about ways to kill the witch.

"Yes sir" Mr Martin nods

I nod, I open my mouth but close it as soon as I see Kris.

"Kris..." I called out. It took all of my will power not to run up to her and hold her in my arms.

Kris walks towards us, Mr Martin excuses himself giving us some privacy, I watch Kris in silence as she walks up to me. I readied myself for a scolding.

I close my eyes for a split second and I feel her embrace me. My entire body goes still in shock. She hadn't taken the liberty to embrace me in a very long time. Long before our daughter's birth.

"Hubby you're home" Kristen says smiling ever so sweetly.

I am lost for words.

"Kris?" I ask, in fear that I was dreaming.

She pulls away from me, I nearly pull her back when she grabs my hand and pulls me towards the kitchen. She pushes me into the seat and rounds the kitchen island. And says "Hubby sit... I'm making you breakfast its Valentines day"

I don't say anything but look at her in shock. I've heard that if you can pinch yourself, you're not dreaming. So I pinched my hand. It hurt. I want dreaming.

"Are you tired?" she asks busying herself with whatever she was making.

"Kris have you forgiven me?" I ask desperately.

I was so scared of the answer. But she's treating me so well. I had to be sure.

"For what?" she asks

She doesn't want to speak of it.

I sigh deeply... "I'm sorry Kris... I-I Never mind... I'm just happy to see you smiling I haven't seen that smile since Hera" I say looking down at my hands.

She's quiet for a while so I look up to see her deep in thought.

"Hera?" she asks

"Our daughter Hera" I say

She looked at me shocked. Had she forgotten our daughter? Has something happened to my Kris?

Because he stood up and came up to me... I stood there frozen in shock a this man was checking every inch of my body...

I stood up and rushed over to her checking her for needle marks or cut marks. A few weeks after Hera was taken from us Kristen tried to harm herself

I hold her tiny shoulders in my hands "Kris are you okay?" I ask, my voice laced with worry.

"Just a slight headache I'm okay..." She says

Kris always got the worst headaches due to her excessive reading. I tried to have her stop but she loved reading and would volunteer at the children's home to teach the children to read. She stopped going after Hera.

"You sure? Because you didn't seem to remember Hera" I asked again

"I was just confused... I'm okay Blake... I promise I'm okay." she says. Her smile was strained. She was in more pain than she let on.

I didn't believe she was okay, but I didn't want to be on her case. I didn't want to make her angry.

"Let me cook breakfast finished and then we'll exchange gifts" she says excitedly.

I give her a strained smile and go back to my seat.

She begins to make breakfast. I was worried she'd burn herself so I kept a close eye on what she was doing. I wasn't sure if the food she was preparing was edible or not but I would eat it. It would be the first meal prepared by her for me.

She begins to hum as she cooks. I watch her in awe. The woman I left was crying in her bed because I wouldn't let her go to her parents. I wouldn't grant her divorce. I can't imagine Kris with another man. So I refuse to divorce her.

She drops the plate in front of me.

"Here try it" she says.

I send out a short prayer to the Gods. I hope they would not let me die of food poisoning

I grab the fork out of his hand and grabbed a piece and stuffed it in his mouth.

She grabs the fork out of my hand and thrust the piece of bread into my mouth. I slowly chew. It's not that bad. The more you chew the better it tastes. It didn't taste like bread. It tasted like rasberries.

"So how was it? Was it good? Did you like it?" she asks jumping up and down in excitement.

I nod slowly "It's actually good. I didn't know you had an interest in cooking Kris" I say. If I had known she could cook I would have let her cook for me more often.

"I-I I get bored at home so I watched a cooking show, yes I watched a cooking show that's where I saw it" she says nervously

I didn't have a chance to say anything before she made her way upstairs. I broke another piece of the bread to eat.

I heard a scream and crushing. I jumped up and run towards the noise to see Kris laying on the floor eyes closed.

"Kris".

"Kris!" I shouted

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I excused myself and made my way outside.

I called one of my closest friends Daniel we went school together. He would find out the truth

"Hello Blakey wakey" he says sing -song

I say nothing but fip him off. I know he can't see me but it makes me feel a whole lot better

"I need a favour Daniel." I say

"Of course what do you need?" he asks

"I need you to do a DNA test on Kristen for me. Bit ding tell anyone. I repeat do not tell anyone about this. Not even my parents should know about this." I day

"Of course. I'll have everything tomorrow evening." he says

"Thank you." I say hanging up.

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KRISTEN WEST

[ELLE MARCUS]

POV

{Four years ago

Milo Hudson

POV

I rushed into the hospital half sober, looking for the waiting room. Once I found it, I ran up to my ma and just hugged her. I broke down. I did not know how to feel.

"I'm so-so sorry ma. It was my fault. Please forgive me" I say

"Shhh. It is okay Mi it is not your fault. He will be okay I promise you. The doctor will tell you”She said

"I'm sorry ma'am we've tried everything we could, but we couldn't save him, we've tried everything, but he had suffered severe brain damage and his heart had stopped beating and we couldn't restart it... I'm sorry ma'am we couldn't save your son" The stupid doctor told my mother that she just lost her eldest son

I collapsed to the ground, my mother completely broke down I, I could barely make it to my feet to make my way to her, I was trying to get to my feet, but I could not, I could not get off...

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I jump up shaking and breathing heavily... I look around in in my bedroom... Another nightmare... Same thing over and over, I cannot get to my ma, I cannot be there for her the same nightmare for four years... I am so bloody sick of this... It was 4am.

I lay in bed thinking back on the worst day of my life, those stupid doctor telling mother she lost my brother Mason she completely lost it my mother didn't eat until after his funeral and I still blame myself for what had happened if I hadn't been messed up that night I could of saved him... Mason made me promise to look after he's wife Sienna and to quit the drinking, partying and drugs before he lost consciousness... That was four years ago and since then I had gotten my grades up and stopped screwing around and partying, I got into rehab and yes sure it was hell at first, but it helped I do not even think about drinking or doing drugs...}

“Kristen!” I jump in shock

I am hyperventilating. God I just started reading that book. How could he give me a fright like that?

“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to frighten you; I’ve been calling you for a half an hour. I was telling you the nurse brought your dinner. How about you eat something and put the book down” he says

I nod and he takes the book away.

I eat the soup given to me by Blake.

“How are you feeling? Sick? Headache?” he asks

“No just little tired. thanks for asking” I say

He nods “You are doing okay, right?” he asks again

I nod

“Mr and Mrs West, I am here to take your blood to have it tested to see if we can find out what is wrong with you” the doctor walks in and speaks

I nod.

He walks up to me fixes up the syringe and cleans my arm. I grab Blakes hand and squeeze it I hated getting shots or having my blood taken. I was afraid of needles.

I was so glad when it was over. Blake looked at me strangely.

“You’re afraid of needles?” he asks

I nod. “Yes, I am… I am afraid of getting stabbed as well. I just hate anything take could possibly hurt me, probing into my body. I was not a major fan of that.” I say

I lay back onto the bed and try to relax. My mind was going crazy. The way Blake was looking at me made me feel like he figured it out.