The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

"I miss you, Mommy," my sweet daughter murmured as she lay down by my side. She had been sitting like that for a while. When Harper tried to take her, she refused. She wasn't causing me any discomfort anyway. She was small against me and wasn't

hurting my wounds.

"I miss you too, cupcake." I kissed her head. Originally, I didn't want Julian to bring her because I worried that she might get scared of seeing me in the hospital bed with needles in my arm and bandages around my body. However, when Julian called and told me how she w she might not see me again, thinking that I went to the same place I told her her father was at for four years, my heart cracked. I couldn't do that to her again.

"You're coming back home, right?" she asked, staring up at me with her beautiful big blue eyes. I hated the fear and uncertainty I saw in them.

"I promise I'm coming back," I assured her, rubbing her arm. "Have I ever broken a promise I made to you?" She slowly shook her head. "Just give Mommy a couple of days to get better. I will be back home before you know it." A small smile appeared on her lips as she noc "Honey, it's time to go." Harper told Rosie.

"Can I just stay for five more minutes?" she requested.

"Yes, cupcake," Julian answered on behalf of his sister. We could all notice how anxious she was, which was out of character when it came to her, so if five more minutes were going to help her calm down, we didn't mind granting her that.

"I love you, Mommy," she whispered, pushing herself up to kiss my check.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

"And I adore you," I said, wrapping one arm around her. She stayed in my embrace for a little while and thankfully, she left with Harper without crying.

I watched as Julian went to speak to one of the guards outside my room and when he came back, he took a seat beside me and reached for my hand.

"Are you feeling alright?" he asked me, and I nodded.

"Julian, the couch doesn't look comfortable at all. Maybe you should go home. I'll be fine on my own," I said, but he shook his head.

"Not leaving you. You're stuck with me." He stuck his tongue out at me, making me laugh a little.

"Don't complain then if you wake up with back pain." I shrugged.

We stayed awake for a while and the guard he had spoken to brought us food. After eating, we ended up falling asleep. To be honest, I was glad that he chose to stay as I didn't want to be alone. I wasn't as petrified as I was when I first woke up, but that didn't mean that I w Two days later, it was time for me to leave. To say that I was glad would be an understatement.

"No paparazzi around, right?" I asked Julian who helped me put on one of his sweaters.

"No paparazzi. Don't worry." He kissed my forehead as he helped me to stand up. My leg was still hurting because of the bullet wound. "On

a side note, you look absolutely stunning in my sweater. Maybe you should steal more of my clothes." I blushed a little when he said that.

"I didn't even steal it. You're the one who brought it for me," I reminded him.

"Because my clothes look way better on you." He grinned.

A nurse brought us a wheelchair and Julian carefully helped me to sit down on it. As Julian pushed me towards the car, the nurse accompanied us as a standard procedure.

The driver was already waiting for us in front of the hospital. Instead of helping me to walk towards the door, Julian picked me up me and put me inside the car. As promised, nobody was around. He also made sure to have bodyguards surrounding

us to make sure that nobody would invade our privacy.

Relief filled me as the driver took us away from the hospital. Having Julian with me made my stay way easier than it would have been if I had been

on my own.

When we got home, I insisted on using the crutches since I was going to be using them for the next two weeks. Julian opened the front door and my daughter's excited voice welcomed me. She

excitedly ran towards me and for a moment, I feared that she might expect me to carry her. Instead, she stopped when she noticed that I was using crutches.

"Are you okay, Mommy!" she cautiously asked me. "You told me she was doing well." She looked at her dad.

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"I'm doing well, cupcake. Mommy has a wound here and another one here, but they're going to heal soon," I told her, pointing to where my wounds were. I like to explain everything to her and keep her in the know. Yes, she was a child, but even if it was hard to explain son that it was better to let them know the truth. As a parent, it was my role to simplify things for her. Julian walked towards her and picked her up, bringing her closer to me. I wrapped one arm around her and kissed her cheek.

"I miss you," I told her.

"I miss you too." I was in love with her bright smile.

The three of us headed towards the living room and I gasped when I saw everybody waiting for me.

"Welcome back!" Maya squealed, walking towards me. She carefully wrapped her arms around me and I did the same. "I was so so so scared of losing you."

"It will take more than that to get rid of me," I laughed, not letting go of her.

Everybody greeted me after Maya and I pulled away. The way they all showered me with me made me want to cry. It still made me overwhelmed to see people loving me like that. I wasn't sure if I could ever get used to that kind of affection.

"Are you sure you want to stay here, honey? We can take better care of you if you stay at our place," Rose offered again.

"Mum, I'm going to take good care of her. Don't worry," Julian answered.

"But what about when you go to work?" she argued, making me smile.

"I can move around, Rose. I promise, I'm okay. We've already hired a maid to help us around and she's starting tomorrow," I assured her.

"And I'm going to work from home until the next week," Julian added.

"Good. If you need any help, just let me know. Did you run a background check on the new maid?" Uncle Steven asked Julian.

"Yes, she's all good," Julian replied.

I had learned over the years that the Kensingtons were very protective over each other. They were willing to do anything for one another and I loved that about them. I was happy that my daughter was luckier than me. She had a family anybody could wish for and I was gla After everybody left, Julian helped me to go upstairs and by helping me I meant carried me upstairs. He helped me shower and get dressed, then for hours, we cuddled in bed.

"I was going out of my mind while you were in the OR," Julian whispered as he played with my hair. "You're not allowed to scare me like that ever again."

"I think we're even," I smiled as I stared into his eyes. "Didn't you scare the hell out of me when your plane caught on fire?"

"Is that so? You got shot as a payback?" I laughed slightly as he raised his eyebrows at me.

"Not intentionally," I mumbled, kissing him.

"I love you, sunshine," he whispered, making me smile.

"I love you more." I closed my eyes and ended up falling asleep in his arms, which had become my favorite position.