The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

Chapter 168 No matter what I do, nothing seems to be working. The grumpy mood Silas has been in doesn't go away. He had his knee surgery two weeks ago and ever since then, he has barely talked or interacted with anyone.

He shutsout, but this doesn't apply toonly. He has shut everybody out and none of us knows what we can do to help him out. I suggested therapy, but he didn't like the idea, claiming that he knew what would make him get better. Football would make him get better, but the thing is, should his entire life revolve around football? There are a lot of things in life we should be grateful to have and if we lose one of them, we shouldn't let that destroy us. He didn't even lose football. He is just on a temporary leave until he gets better, but he doesn't seem to be able to wrap his head around that fact. Currently, he's sitting in front of the TV, playing video games in the living room. This has bechis new usual. He doesn't do anything else. He doesn't even want to spend twith me. Whenever I suggest watching a movie together, he either refuses or acts like he's watching the movie with me, but in reality, he stays on his phone. He doesn't even cuddle withwhile we sit in front of the tv like we used to do.

It's like he's punishingfor what happened to him even though I haven't done anything wrong to upset him. The accident wasn't my fault in any way, so I don't understand why he's treatinglike that.

I understand how hard it is to get used to a new reality after an accident. I have been there myself and I know I was unbearable. I pushed everyone away and acted like it was the end of the world. That's why part ofunderstands what he's going through. I know he cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel, but at spoint I'm sure he will see it once again.

have prepared a small surprise for him and to be honest, I don't know which reaction I should expect from him. I pray that he won't get angry because my main goal is to make him feel better. I'm not sure if he may consider what I have planned as overstepping or not, but I'm hoping for the best.

I called Mateo and asked him to gather all of his teammates. I invited all of them over to spend the day with Silas and I sincerely hope that this could lift his spirits in any way. I'm not sure if he has noticed or not, but I have been cooking for the past two hours. I don't know if Silas has already noticed what I have been doing in the kitchen, but I hope that he is lost in his own world, because I want all of this to be a surprise.

They're supposed to be here in an hour and I have already prepared various plates for lunch for them. If they stay for dinner, I'm going to order pizza or anything they'd like.

I'm already way behind regarding work. There are many designs I'm supposed to submit soon, but the thing is, I'm drained. However, I try not to show that to anyone, especially Silas. I don't want him to think that he has turned into a burden because he could never be a burden to me.

He Whenever exhaustion takes over me, I tend to remind myself that Silas didn't give up onwhen I lost my memory. was the best boyfriend any girl could wish for. He stayed by my side and refused to give up onwhen I gave him every reason to do so. The way he I owe it to him. I owe a lot of my happy moments to him. I will forever be thankful for what he has done for me. stayed by my side and fought fortaughtwhat true love is, and I know the love I have for him is real and strong. It's so strong that I'm willing to move mountains for him.

I won't lie, though. This all has a negative impact on my creativity. I cannot find the will into design, because Silas is my main focus. But I know that I can't postpone the fashion show, so I need to get my shit together and start working as soon as possible. I pour a glass of strawberry juice, knowing that Silas likes it and take it to him.

"Hey, do you want sjuice?" I ask, taking a seat beside him. He takes the glass fromwithout looking atwhile muttering a quiet 'thanks.

A pang hits my chest, and I take a deep breath before saying, "Have I done anything to you, Silas? Are you mad at me?" If I made a mistake, I would want to know to apologize or fix what I had done No you haven't, he says. Again, he doesn't look at me.

"Look at me, Silas!" I huff. Apparently, this is enough to get him to finally acknowledge me. "You have been treatingterritsly. It's like you're blamingfor your injury "I don't blyou for the injury, but I hate being like this! I hate that you have to seelike this!" he snaps, and I frown. What does he mean by 'see him like this? What's wrong with hid? "What do you mean? What's so wrong about seeing you injured? I'm your wife. I should be by your side during your dark times and great times." I try to reason with him.

"You should be by my side during my dark times because you're my wife, but the question is, do you want that?" The crease between my eyebrows deepens at his question.

"Why won't I want that?" I calmly ask. I want him to open up to me. I'm not used to Silas pushingaway. "Because I have never been weak, Rosie! I have never been dependent before!" His voice cracks and my heart clenches in my chest at his tone. "I have never been like that, Rosie. Especially not in front of you." He looks down in shame. I'm shocked that this is the way he thinks. Why would he even feel like that? Why would he think that being injured is something to be ashamed of "Silas," / start, reaching for his hand as I look into his "we're all humans. We break down and get up. We get inured and recover. This is life. What happened to you is because you're simply a human. Seeing you hurt doesn't makethink any hurt." less of you, but it painsto see you "I may be stay crippled for almost a year, Rosie. Are you going to handle than?" His eyes brim with tears and a tear rolls down his cheek. Gently, I wipe it away.

"So what? Do you think that I only love you because you're all handsand strong? Do you think my love for you is that superficial?" He reaches for my other hand and gently wraps his hand around mine. I miss his touch so much.

"When I look at myself, all that I can think about is how I won't be able to protect you if something happens. I won't be able mind." He adventures. I'm not used to this, Rosie. I'm going out of to play football for an entire year. I won't go on new opens his heart for me.

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"Maybe it's a sign for you to slow down, baby. Think about you. You've for been exhausting yourself for years.

Perhaps we can take this tto rest. I promise, after the fashion show, we can go on a vacation. How does that sound?" I want him to find any positivity in what happened. TALE I'm not sure if he is convinced by what I said or not, but he pullsinto his embrace and I sigh in content when he does that. I miss being held by him so much. I'm not used to Silas keeping his distance and I have been going out of my mind.

He gently places a kiss on my temple and I close my eyes for a couple of seconds, letting this beautiful feeling of being embraced by him consme.

"I will always love you, Silas. No matter what, you'll always be the best man any woman could ask for." I'm not sure if he needs to hear that or not, but I need him to understand that my love for him is unconditional and never-ending.

For a while, he doesn't say anything, but his hold ondoesn't weaken for even a second. I don't know what I should do more than what I'm done already doing to make him see this whole ordeal in a different way. I just hope that whenever he feels weighed down by all the negativity he has been drowning in, he chooses to talk toinstead of bottling everything in. Only when the doorbell rings do we pull away. A frown appears between his eyebrows, depicting his confusion. "Are you waiting for someone?" he asksand I shake my head.

"This a little surprise 1 really hope you like." 1 reply, standing He reaches for the crutches and followstowards the door "Maybe it's better if you open it 1 smile at him. He still 11 smile t looks confused, however, he does as he is told. Surprise takes over his face when he opens the door and finds his teammates before him, cheerfully greeting him. For a moment, I think that I messed up, but then be lets out a stile. A real one.

This adorable smile that I'm in love with is enough to tellthat I made the right decision.