After coming to the A city; Emily Hook was living an ordinary rather miserable life; she has to work in ‘REX’ the most famous pub in the city for livelihood and to support her higher studies. Although this job cannot be considered a respectable one; but still this is the most suitable for her; as she could easily attend her college during day time and can work night shifts, furthermore salary and allowances there much higher than a full-time job. She was the only daughter of a single parent.
Her mother died at the time of her birth and her father was a drunken person; her father wanted to marry her to an old man for money, she somehow managed to escape from the clutches of her greedy father and arrived in A city. Since then; she was supporting her life solely.
One night after finishing her job in ‘Rex’; Emily was walking on the road hurriedly, suddenly rain started to pour down.
Emily was completely drenched due to this unexpected rain. She moved her head to find a shelter, she saw a small tea stall; which had a shed above to protect the tea seller; though the tea stall was already closed by this time the shelter was quite enough to protect her from direct rain.
Emily dragged her wet body there and tried to squeeze water from her badly drenched skirt. Her body started to shiver due to the mixed effect of rain and wind.
Although it is not a rainy season in July here in A city climate becomes completely strange due to the constant threat of summer showers, typhoons, and thunderstorms at night, and hot waves during the day. She always carries an umbrella with her but today she couldn’t carry it while going for her job.
She was rubbing her hands to get some heat. Suddenly a black Bentley stopped in front of her; the window was rolled down, “Get in,” a cold voice drew her attention.
She looked up to find the source of the voice and was surprised to see the person in the driving seat; he was Christopher Hues; co-owner of ‘Rex’.
“Are you planning to catch a cold standing here all night?” Christopher hues spoke harshly.
Emily had never encountered him during her six months work period but she heard a lot about him from her colleagues. C is the only hair of Hue's clan; the most successful businessman and also the richest person in A City. She was sure about one thing that it would be dangerous for her if she refuses him.
She stepped forward and held the back door handle to get in.
“Are you taking me as your driver?” Christopher Hues shouted.
“Mmm…… I’m sorry,” saying this Emily opened the front door and got in.
As she sat inside; she was handed over tissues; “Wipe your face.” Another order was given by C Hues.
“Thank You, Sir,” She took tissues and wiped her face.
“Please drop me at Mother Marry women hostel,” Emily requested in a meek voice.
He didn’t say anything and started the car.
Perhaps she was badly drenched or due to the air conditioner in the car; she was shivering.
As Christopher Huge noticed her miserable condition; he immediately turned off the air conditioner. After a few minutes, he found her leaning on one side unconsciously. C Hues immediately slammed the brakes and checked her forehead with his palm. Sure enough; her body was piping hot. He picked his mobile, dialed a number, and spoke, “Come to Golden Vila, Now.” Saying this he hung the call.
The person on the other side of the call was Dr. Mark Pattison; the most talented physician in the country and a childhood friend of Christopher; he stood dumbfounded. It’s 3.30 am; what was the urgency of calling him at this hour of the night? Since he doesn’t have the audacity to question or refuge the command, neither can he afford to offend the person; so he immediately got up, picked his medical box, and left for the villa.
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In the Golden Villa, Christopher had laid Emily on the bed and asked his maid Meddy to change her wet clothes. Meddy was working in the Golden villa for many years; earlier she was working for Stephen Hues; Christopher’s Father at their old villa but later she was sent to Christopher’s side by his mother. Christopher was cold and unapproachable for others but he was quite generous for a few people, Maddy is also one of them.
Meddy picked a nightgown and approached to bed to change Emily’s dress. But as her gaze settled on Emily’s face; her hand started shaking; she got as frightened as she was seeing a ghost. She threw the night suit, stepped back, and run towards her room in the courtyard.
Seeing her running back with a frightened face; Christopher didn’t call her back. He has already guessed this situation; Emily’s face was enough to make her frightened.
Emily was lying unconscious in wet clothes, with high temperature, and at this moment he was not concerned about anything but to Emily only.
He entered the bedroom; undressed Emily and put on the night suit for her. Emily’s body was still burning with high fever and Mark has not approached until now; ‘he must be courting for death.’
As his temper started to rise; the creaking sound of stopping the car came from outside and in the blink of an eye Mark Pattison; the most renowned physician appeared in front of him almost breathless.
“Cure her”! Christopher commanded in a cold voice pointing his finger towards the bed.
Listening to his voice Mark approached to see his patient but he retreated immediately after seeing her face. “This…..is she……how is it possible? Mark asked shockingly.
“She is not her,” Christopher replied in a deep voice.
“It’s really a cruel joke; she has got a face exactly like her, where did you find her?” Mark asked in a muffled voice.
“Stop talking and treat her,” Christopher said.
Listening to his command; Mark hurriedly took out a thermometer checked the girl’s temperature. Sure enough, she was having a temperature of 105°F; he immediately gave her an injection.
“Fever will subside within an hour; ask Meddy to sponge her,” Mark said.
“Meddy has run away after seeing her face,” Christopher informed him.
“Ohh, then I’ll have to do it, give me a towel and a basin,” Mark said seriously.
“You don’t need to do this, you can leave now; I’ll do it.” There was a warning in Christopher’s tone. He doesn’t know why but he felt uneasiness when he just heard Mark was willing to sponge Emily’s body.
“Why are you so much domineering all the time Kriss, isn’t it’s a doctor’s duty to treat his patient? Moreover, she really needs a sponge. I can’t leave unless her fever subsides.”
“I see; you can stay in the next room, I’ll call you if needed,” Christopher said. Mark could understand his concern so he accepted his offer and went to the next room to get a rest.
Christopher hurriedly brought a basin of water and a towel and started to sponge her. After around twenty minutes beads of sweat started to appear on her forehead and her temperature started to subside. While wiping her face; his hand stopped and as he subconsciously touched her lips with his finger he felt a surge of electricity in his body.
He just can’t understand: why his heart is not accepting Emily’s identity? Since the day he first time saw her in the ‘REX’; already checked her background not once but twice. The information clearly says that she is not his Alice; she is someone else but his heart is not ready to accept this fact. Moreover, he himself studying her every movement, her body language, and her temperament and found that she is not at all like Alice but he is still reluctant to accept the reality.
To see her; he secretly goes to the ‘REX’ every night and deliberately stays there until she completes her shift and then he secretly follows her on the way back to her hostel without letting her know about it. Tonight was also not the exception, but he couldn’t hold himself to take her with him; when he saw her drenching in rain.
Now that she is so close to him in his house on his bed; he couldn’t resist the urge to touch and feel her. To clear his doubt; he also wanted to seize this opportunity to check if she really has this face or she has gone under plastic surgery to look like this.
He patiently checked every side of her face but could not find a slight presence of a knife cut. His hand was busy examining every detail of her face, suddenly her lips parted; “Ahhh….” A faint sound came from her mouth.
Christopher pulled his hand back and stared at her with deep eyes as he was trying to assess something. Suddenly Emily changed her sleeping position to another side. Noticing her action; Christopher frowned; he was about to take her to shift her position towards him, suddenly he heard a knock on the door. Mark popped his head inside and asked “Is she ok?”
Despite replying to him; Christopher asked, “Who is the doctor here?”
“Damn… do you still consider me as a doctor? Haven’t you chased me out a while ago let alone treat her?” He retorted with a gloomy face.
Christopher didn’t say anything to refute his allegation. Seeing his pursed lips; Mark entered the room and checked Emily’s temperature. “Fever has started to subside; She’ll be fine soon.” Saying this he took out some medicine, “Give this tablet to her once she wakes up and give her only light food, I’m leaving now and I’ll come again in the morning for the check-up.” After that, he headed outside.
Christopher didn’t ask Mark to stay back nor he went out to bid him goodbye; he got up, changed into a night suit, and lay down beside Emily, despite having mysophobia; he hugged her sweating body without any hesitation.
