Chapter 252 - I Don't Pamper My Wife Enough

Gazing at the woman in his arms, Adam placed a light kiss on top of her head, allowing his lips to linger there for a bit longer. His hands moved in a slow up and down pattern as he tried to coax her. His bare torso which could make any same woman drool, was now drenched with the warm, salty water which was continuously flowing from her eyes as the woman refused to stop. 

Right after he had begun to tell her how he managed to escape, the woman in his arms started to shed her precious tears. He even stopped a couple of times when recalling the entire ordeal, but she demanded him to continue. Given no choice, he had to give into the wishes of her beloved elf. 

He decided to take a pause when he told her about the moment he had fallen unconscious as his body couldn't take it anymore, as he could hear a couple of sobs resonating against his bare skin. His hands continue to pay her as they held her in place, while his brain started to think of a way to make her stop shedding her precious pearls.

He tried to think of something, anything at all to say to her which could make her calm down, but his mind failed to come up with one. Somehow, deep inside his heart, he knew that no matter what words he managed to say at the moment, it wouldn't be able to make her any better. She only needed his presence right now, and he would give it to her. 

"Stella?" Her name rolled off his tongue which was replied with a meek hum. 

"That is why I didn't tell all of this to you when you asked me earlier." He spoke above her head. His lips landing on the crown of her head, placing a feather like kiss. 

"W-what ha-pp-ened after that?" Her croaked up voice made its way into his ears. 

"Don't you know how lucky your dear husband is?" He spoke up in a playful tone, trying to lighten up her mood. 

"I would have punched you if it wasn't about your injury." Stella replied in between her faint sobs, making him chuckle lightly. 

"I could still take a punch from you. Just don't hit my right shoulder." He spoke up above her head and hugged her closer.

"Are you going to answer me or not?" She rolled her eyes, which were still filled with tears. 

"Sure, Ma'am." He breathed out a long sigh. "Luckily, there is a village close to the forest. The village people come to the forest every two or three days to pick up the animals which their traps had caught. One of them found me lying unconscious on the ground and decided to take me back to the village where I woke up two days later." 

"What if it wasn't the day of their pick-up? And what if you have taken some other tunnel?" Stella finally looked up from his chest, resting her chin on top of her crossed hands. 

"All of the tunnels lead out to somewhere out of the main city. If I would have gone for some other tunnel, I would have just come out at some other place." He explained it to her. He wasn't worried about choosing the right or wrong tunnel as all of them would lead him to the surface. What worried him them was the length of those tunnels as it wasn't the same for all. 

After a brief pause, he continued. "And as for your first question, I really don't know what I would have done if it wasn't for them. I don't know whether or not I would have been alive today." He gazed into her hazel orbs and gave her a sad smile. 

Scrunching her eyebrows together, Stella gave him a pout. She was about to scold him for talking such nonsense, but Adam interrupted her as he continued. 

"The man who found me was the son of the village chief, so his father decided to take me in. After I woke up, they let me stay with them, more like insisted on it as I was in no condition to even move, let alone leave the place. They took care of me until all my wounds were completely healed, except for the shoulder one as it was too deep." 

Stella gave him a questioning look. "How did you come back?"

"Well, they helped me. Once I was able to reach the city, I decided to get in contact with a subordinate of mine who lived there. With his help, I was able to get in touch with the people I told you about earlier." He answered her as his fingers began to play with her curls, twirling them around themselves. 

Taking in a long breath, he continued with his explanation under her scrutinizing gaze. "I shifted back to the city a week before the interview. I got myself an apartment, did some shopping and showed up at the company to set the plan in motion." 

"Where did you get the money for all of that?" She narrowed her eyes as she inquired him.

"Hey, what's with that accusing look?" Adam raised his eyebrows at her. "I did not do anything wrong for your kind information, my wifey. I was taught to always be prepared for any circumstances, which by the way includes what happened to the project site. I had a couple of accounts under a faux identity, David Morrison." 

"Damn!" Stella looked at him with her widened eyes. "No wonder people are so cautious of you." She shook her head slightly as she gazed up at him. 'This man is definitely something else.' 

"How do you think I made you fall for me?" He winked at her. He was about to tease her further when he saw her rolling her eyes, but his words died down at the back of his throat when his eyes settled on the oval ring resting on her finger. 

A smile graced his lips and his eyes began to glisten with unshed tears, a warmth spreading through his chest, engulfing his entire being. Using his one hand he grabbed her palm and brought it closer to his lips. The smile on his face turned wider when he caught the large oval shaped diamond which was nestled in the middle of the band, glistening under the faint pale lighting. 

"I am sorry that I wasn't there to give this to you myself. But I'll get you another one." He spoke softly against the back of her hand before pressing a kiss against it, allowing his lips to linger on the spot for a bit longer. 

"I already have two of these, and that sunflower pendant. I don't want another one." Stella pursed her lips in displeasure. She was never a big fan of jewellery from her childhood. The only jewellery she was fond of wearing these days were the ones gifted to her by him. 

Adam frowned his eyebrows after hearing her reply. "Are you trying to say that I don't pamper you enough, Mrs. Adam Levinson?" 

"That's not what I mean. You always ask Katherine to send a hell lot of jewellery to go with my every outfit." She rolled her eyes. "You know I am just not fond of it." 

"It's up to you whether or not you want to wear them, but I can't let people say that I don't pamper my wife enough, can I now?" He gave her an innocent side grin. 

"Who cares what people say?" She shrugged in response. 

"I do. When it comes to you, I do care." He patted the back of her head lovingly as he rubbed his cheek against the back of her hand which he was still holding on. 

"Then you can do as you please, Mr. Adam Levinson." She replied with a smile of her own.  

"Of course I can, Mrs. Adam Levinson." He gave her a smirk as he moved his lips towards her finger tips and kissed each of them, one by one. His actions and the way he was staring at her face intently, gazing into her hazel orbs without blinking, made her cheeks flushed. 

His lips moved away from her hand, making her think that he was finally done with teasing her, but her happiness didn't last for long when his tongue began to toy with her pinky finger. The blush on her face deepened as he began to suck on it, his skillful tongue showering it with licks, twirling around it. 

She could feel heartbeat becoming erratic under her palm which was pressed flat against his chest, acting as a support for her chin. She gazed into his gray eyes as she saw his lips trailing down to her wrist, peppering kisses in its way across her palm. He pressed his lips against her fair wrist, allowing them to stay there for a while. 

He wanted to pin her body under his own so badly, but had to fight the urge of doing so. He wouldn't want to hurt their babies. He better ask her doctor about it on her next visit. A sudden knock on the door, forced him to come out of his thoughts.

"Boss, it's me." The couple heard Bella's voice coming from the other side of the door. "There's a parcel for you from some Dr. Wilson. The delivery guy said that it's urgent and I better give it to you right away." She continued. 

"I am coming." Stella replied to her and carefully moved away from her man. She wouldn't want to cause him even the slightest bit of discomfort. "Your medicines are here. I will get them for you." She spoke to him as she got down from the bed. 

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