Tangled By Fate

Chapter 558  WAKE UP FROM THE DREAMNôv(el)B\\jnn

As promised, Ovior brought his documents to the bedroom. He dropped the papers on the table and sat on the chair. Then, he turned around and smiled at Dorothy who was peeking at him from the bed. "You can go to sleep now," he said.

"All right. Goodnight, Ovior," she said.

"Goodnight, Dorothy."

The night was quiet. Her breathing was soft and even. She managed to sleep despite Ovior having the magic light on. It wasn't that the entire room was lit up. It was only the table lamp that was lit up so that he could read the papers.

After midnight, he finished his work. He dropped his glasses and pinched in between his eyebrows. 'It was tiring, but I'm glad I finished the remaining work. I can keep my schedule empty for tomorrow. If Dorothy wants, I will take her to see her family. I should also prepare some gifts for them. If I propose to have her hand in marriage, I won't be refused this time. What should I take for them?'

He started making a list of presents he wanted to take to his future-in-law's house.

At that moment, he heard a groan. He paused what he was doing and looked at the bed. He heard it again. He stood up and briskly walked toward the bed.

As he reached, he heard Dorothy groan again. She was frowning in her sleep. She was sweating. She made fists and kept her arms close to her chest. She seemed scared.

"Pl…please… don't… I… can't…"

He reached out and stroked her hair. "Dorothy, you are all right. Wake up. Wake up." Stroking her hair didn't work. She kept mumbling. Her frown deepened. She was sweating profusely. "N-no… I don't want that… please… please… stop!"

This time, he had to shake her shoulders. "Dorothy, wake up. This is a nightmare. You have to wake up!"

His yelling had worked because her eyes flew open. She tried to sit up. Ovior helped her sit. She panted vigorously. Her pupils were shaking. She was scared.

He saw that her situation didn't seem well. He sat in front of her and took her in his arms. Her body was cold. Her back was soaking wet. He caressed her back and gently said, "Take breaths. Deep breaths. It was a nightmare. Nothing you saw was real. It will get better soon. Don't you worry about anything?"

It took her some time to calm down. His voice was soothing. It was gently ringing close to her ear. Her focus was on his voice. It helped her relax.

Ovior noticed that she was finally at ease. He held a glass of water in his hand and said, "Here, drink some water." She emptied the entire glass in a few gulps. When she was done, he wiped her lips. Then, he asked, "Were you scared?"

Dorothy nodded. Her eyelids trembled just from thinking about what she saw. She heard him asking, "What did you see? Do you want to share?" She closed her eyes. Her lips trembled.

"…it was so real…" she muttered. "I saw ghosts chasing me." She thought Ovior would laugh at her. In the end, he didn't. He seemed to ponder about her dream and after that, he said, "You know I will save you from anyone, right? Even from a ghost. No ghost can win against me. Are you still going to be scared of ghosts?"

Dorothy listened to him and replied, "No, I have you by my side."

Ovior smiled. "Go back to sleep now."

"Did you not finish your work?" She looked over the table.

"Yes, I'm done with my work."

"Then, sleep with me."

"Dorothy…"

"You promised to sleep with me."

"All right…" Ovior had no choice but to resign at her request. He laid down next to her.

She reached out and demanded, "Hold my hand." After he did as she requested, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep.

'What should I do?' she thought. 'That dream was so real. It didn't seem like a dream.'

What she saw in her dream was her family being mean to her. Ovior did tell her everything she seemed to forget. But what she faced in her own house, she knew better than anyone. Back then, she might have hidden some facts from Ovior. Thus, he didn't know how much she was suffering in her own house.

In her dream, she was telling her parents that she loved Ovior. She even showed them the ring. Just as she did, her father walked forward and slapped her hard.

She was never used to physical abuse. Her father used all his strength to slap her. She was flown to the corner of the room and hit her head.

"How dare you disrespect me?" her father shouted. "You want to be with a street dog? Is that what we taught you? I'm the one who gave you luxury. All the food and clothes I gave you, how dare you disregard all that? Who gave you the right to do so? Do you think you can do whatever you please and we will let you get away with it? You will be engaged to a noble family as soon as possible. That child from the Rohan Family is pretty good."

She was unfocused due to the pain in her head. Her ears rang from her father's shouting. But when she read about her engagement with a nobleman, she had to refute, "Father, he is scary. I don't like him." "Impudent!" Her father was enraged. "He is from a noble family with a promising future. Looks are not important. He and his family background are far better than the street bastard! What the hell are you trying to compare?!"

She helplessly looked at her elder brother who loved her very much. Since Ovior was his friend, she thought he might help her. Unfortunately, her brother was not on her side. That evening, she realized that her family didn't think about her happiness at all.

Ovior was wide awake beside her. He noticed her trembling while sleeping. His expression darkened.

'I need to contact Sebastian,' he decided.