The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

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Chapter 165 The entire world knows that Silas is in hospital and they expect that I have answers to their questions, but the truth is, I'm just as clueless as they are. I just happen to be at a nearer distance. As if this can make the situation any better. My phone hasn't stopped ringing and I'm incredibly overwhelmed. I only answer calls from our immediate family and friends.

I'm in the waiting room, hoping anybody would tellanything. I want somebody to assurethat he's okay. I want to take him hand keep him away from the field for a couple of months- as if I have to power to do that.

"Rosie." I look up when I hear somebody calling my name. I look up and find Scarlett, Tristan's wife and Tristan is with her. "Are you okay?" Her question takesby surprise, because everybody is asking about Silas; however, nobody has checked on me. I haven't even checked on myself.

"I... I don't know," I tell her, still surprised by her question. Or maybe I'm overwhelmed. I honestly don't know how I'm feeling right now, and I don't care about that either.

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"Chere," she whispers and pullsinto a gentle hug. I comply, feeling the need for ssupport.

If Silas is seriously hurt, I don't know what I would do without him. He has been there withduring every big major event in my life. He is my number one supporter and the person I run to when everything turns black.

"I saw it all happen, you know," I tell her in a quiet voice. "I had a pair of binoculars in my hands and I was watching the gbecause it got really intense. I saw the way he got tackled and they piled on him to get that fucking ball." "He's going to be okay." She's only saying this to calmdown and ease my aching heart, but nobody is sure of that. Nobody can guarantee that he's going to be okay.

"Has anybody told you anything?" Tristan askswhen I pull away from his wife's soothing hug.

"No. I'm waiting for any news," I take a deep breath and look down. The three of us sit down and wait. There's nothing else we can do.

I want to break down, but now is not the tto do that. I need to be strong for everyone, including Silas. I have a strong belief that he is going to make it. Has any football player died because of something that happened on the field? I don't even want to search about that, because I'm scared of finding an answer I won't like. Tristan is the first to notice a doctor making his way towards us. We all stand up and for a moment, I feel dizzy because of how fast I stand up. I thought my heart would never be able to beat faster than it's already beating, but I'm wrong, because its beats have increased to the point where I'm almost unable to breathe.

"Is Silas okay?" Tristan asks the doctor. I don't think I have the ability to form a coherent sentence.

"He has a very strong concussion, so we will need to monitor him. Unfortunately, he has torn his ACL and will need to have surgery, but not at the moment. In two weeks, he can have it and the recovery tis from six to ten months," the doctor gives us updates.

"Is there anything you're worried about that may result from this strong concussion?" I finally manage to find my voice to ask a question.

"Well, there are a lot of things that may happen, but we don't want to expect the worst. He may have snerve damage. His vision may be affected along with other issues, but let's not get ahead of ourselves. He is currently asleep and we plan on keeping him asleep for a couple of days until we're sure that his brain is okay," the doctor answers me.

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"Can I please see him?" I plead. I want to see him with my own eyes. I don't care if he is not going to go on a field for ten months. I don't care if he stops playing American football. All that I care about is that he's okay.

1/2 2/2 Chapter 165 "Yes, but only for ten minutes." I quickly nod and follow the doctor, eager to see my husband.

A nurse givesprotective garments and I put them on before walking inside the ICU. I don't think I have ever seen Silas in such a state before: He has a huge bruise under his right eye and a stitched gash over his right eyebrow. It looks like the right side of his face got the worst hit. His head is wrapped up and I wonder if there's a wound underneath.

"Hey there," I whisper, reaching for his hand. One of his fingers is wrapped in a cast. Has he broken a finger too? A broken finger is the least of my m worries to be hones. You scared the shit out of me." A tear rolls down my cheeks. "But it's okay. All that I care about is your recovery. I can't wait for you to chwith me. I'm going to take a few days off and we can spend them all at home, watching movies and munching on our favorite food. I will even cook for you all the dishes you like." I spend the next ten minutes with him, then the nurse tellsthat I need to leave. I hate that I cannot stay with him, but there's nothing I can do.

After taking off the protective cover-ups, I head back to Tristan and Scarlet. They're no longer alone though. Mum is here and so are Silas's parents.

I know that they're waiting forto give them an update and for the sake of all of them, I need to act strong, I don't need them to worry about their need them to son. They don't need to know that this is the worst state I have ever seen him in. I can keep that to myself. With fake strength, I move my feet towards them with a plan to ease their nerves.

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