The miracle I need

The miracle I need episode 74

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EPISODE 74

As Eric parked the car in the compound, Prisca stepped outside of her ap@rtment to welcome them, and then she paused when she noticed Kimberly’s red eyes, “What’s wrong? Why were you crying?” She asked with a worried frown as she glanced at Eric and then back at Kimberly.

“There was a little incident at the club. She needs to rest now, you both can talk in the morning.” Eric suggested as he placed his arm around Kimberly and led her in,side.

“Is there something I can do to help?” Prisca asked from behind.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of her, just get some rest. I’m sure you’re tired after a stressful day at work. Good night.” Eric called back to her as he shut the door behind them.

He led her to the couch and helped her sit down, but Kimberly l@ydown and folded herself like a foetus instead, so Eric bent down and helped her take off her boots.

“How are you feeling?” He asked her softly. To his surprise she had cried for over twenty minutes when he held her in his arms earlier, and he had felt his heart burn with anger at everyb©dy that had put her in this situation.

Kimberly said nothing and just turned away from Eric. He watched her for a while before standing up and heading to the be-droom. Soon he returned and sighed when he saw that she had sle-pt off alre-ady.

He bent down and lifted her into his arms, but she didn’t open her eyes as he carried her into the be-droom. She opened her eyes and gave him a questioning look when she felt him trying to take off her clothes.

“You need to shower or wash your face at least before going to be-d.” He explained without st©pping, but she placed her hand over his to st©p him from taking off her bu-mshort.

“I’ll do it myself.” She said without meeting his gaze.

“Just let me do it.” He told her quietly as he raised her shi-t to take it off, but she held it down.

“No. I want to do it myself. plea-se.” She added as she tried to stand up from the be-d, but he held her back.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you from that embarr@ssment.” Eric told her apologetically.

“We both know if anyone should apologise to the other between us then it should be me.” Kimberly said without looking at him.

“Look at me.” Eric said when he noticed she was avoiding his gaze.

“I don’t want to.” Kimberly said with quiveringl-ips as tears gathered in her eyes once again.

“But I want you to. I want to look into your eyes before I say whatever I have to say, so look into my eyes.” Eric pleaded as he placed a hand un-der her chin and lifted her head so she was face him.

“I know this embarr@ssment is probably more than your bargained for.” Kimberly said in a broken voice.

“What I actually didn’t bargain for is watching you cry this way all the time and feeling this helpless about it. I really wish you hadn’t asked me to st©p.” Eric said as he used his thumb to wipe the tears which was flowing from her eyes.

“You could have gotten yourself in trouble.” Kimberly said sadly.

“At least I would have taught him a lesson. You have no idea how I felt the moment I saw the fear in your eyes. My well-being was the last thing on my mind. I wish you could see that.” Eric said without taking his eyes off her.

“I shouldn’t have let you to take me to the club.” Kimberly murmured with a sniffle.

“I intend to take you to that club every single time I have the chance, until they all steer clear off you. We will meet with the thera-pist tomorrow, so plea-se st©p crying.” Eric pleaded as he k!$$£d her forehead, and then her w€t cheeks.

“I wish you had told me in advance that you were going to cry. You’ve ruined my shi-t once again with your makeup.” Eric said ma-king Kimberly look down at his shi-t with a wobbly smile.

“I’m sorry. I’ll get you a more expensive shi-t.” She promised as she tried to wipe the tears on her face.

“Or maybe I should be moving around shi-tless. You look horrible.” Eric said with a smile as he covered Kimberly’sl-ips with his own. He k!$$£d her slowly yet insistently until she responded to his k!ssand k!$$£d him back.

“I ran you a warm bath. You should go in before it gets cold.” Eric told her in a husky voice as he pu-ll-ed his l!paway from her to break the k!ss.

“Do you need me to fix you something to drink? Maybe something warm?” Eric asked as he stood up to leave the room.

“No. I’m okay. Thanks.” Kimberly said with a small smile as she watched him leave.

Immediately Eric left the be-droom, he returned to the car to retrieve Kimberly’s purse as well as his phone. Immediately he unlocked his phone he noticed that he had several missed calls. He noticed that two of the calls was from the owner of the club they had just left, so he returned the call.

“What’s up?” He asked immediately his friend received the call.

“My boys told me you were involved in some kind of trouble at the club. You h@rdly club so what is it about?” He asked curiously.

“Let’s meet next week and I’ll tell you about it. Can you ban those guys from entering the club?” Eric asked calmly.

“That’s going to be difficult. Those guys are big spenders. The guy you beat up is the son of commissioner of police in Ogun state, and I hear he is alre-ady asking questions about you.”

“Difficult isn’t the same as impossible. Ban himself and his friends from clubbing there. I don’t want my wife to ever have to run into them at the club again.” Eric ordered.

“Fine. I hear you. By the way are you really married to Kimberly? How come you got married without letting me know?” The club owner asked curiously.

“Yes I’m married to her, but she has no idea who I am. I’ll give you the details later, so you have to keep this information to yourself. And tell your boys well-done for not getting in my way. Let’s talk next time.” Eric said before hanging up.

*The next day*

Kimberly sniffled the air first before her eyes slowly fluttered open when she perceived the aroma of fried egg and tea. Her stomach grumbled hungrily at the appetizing aroma of food.

“Good morning baby! Arise and shine!” Eric called with a cheerful smile as he leaned over her and placed a k!sson her forehead, and then both her cheeks before dropping a light k!sson herl-ip.

Kimberly smiled sleepily as he pu-ll-ed away to drop the tray on t©p of the be-dside drawer, and then just as she stretched on the be-d she remembered she had sle-pt n-ked, ‘Oh my God! I’m n-ked!’ Kimberly thought in alarm and almost sighed in relief when she realized she was covered with a duvet.

She raised the duvet to check her b©dy, and frowned again since she knew that had to mean Eric had watched her while she sle-pt n-ked, before covering her up with the duvet. She looked up to see Eric’s face and noticed he was smiling at her in amusement.

“I wish I could say I didn’t see your b©dy, but I did. And it was beautiful. Now sit up, you should eat.” Eric said as he threw her one of his shi-t she hadn’t noticed was hanging on his shoulder, “Wear that.” Eric said when it landed on her l@p.

“Why?”

“Let’s say because I have a thing for women who wear my clothes. Especially when the woman is my wife.” Eric said ma-king her shake her head as she tried to hide the smile on her face before trying to sl!pthe shi-t over her head with one hand, while ma-king sure her other hand was holding the duvet ti-ghtly.

“Why not just go un-der the duvet and wear it instead. I don’t know what you’re hiding though. I @ssure you that I can draw the exact picture of your b©©b s with every curve and…”

“plea-se shut up.” Kimberly muttered in embarr@ssment ma-king him laugh as he turned around.

“Fine. I’m not looking, so hurry up.” He told her ma-king her quic-kly drop the duvet and sl!pon his shi-t. She sniffed it as she pu-ll-ed it on, and smiled to herself when she perceived his scent.

“I’m done.” She called, ma-king him turn around to look at her.

“Looks big on you in a cute way.” He said with a grin as he sat down next to her and took the tray on his l@p.

“What are you doing?” Kimberly asked when he picked up the fork and scooped a small portion of egg before raising it to herl-ip.

“I want to feed you.”

“Feed me? Why? I’m not sick. I can feed myself.” Kimberly said trying the take it from him.

“You’re my baby. You don’t feed your baby only when they’re sick.” Eric said, ma-king her roll her eyes.

“Come on. It’s awkward to have you feed me when I can perfectly use my hands.” She protested.

“You’ll get used to it. Now Ah!” He said, opening his mouth for her to do the same.

“If we are going to do this, then I should probably wash my mouth first.” Kimberly suggested as she stood up and headed for the bathroom.

Eric sat there as he patiently waited for her to get back. The previous night he had returned with her purse after his phone call with the owner of the club, and had found her curled on the be-d, n-ked and fast asleep. The more he had watched her sleep, the more he had wondered how much longer he would be able to keep his secret from her.

He wasn’t sure he was going to be able to wait for up to a year before revea-ling his identity to her. Too many people now knew about what was going on, and he knew without doubt that she was going to be very mad if she ended up finding out the truth from someone else. He needed her to hear it directly from him, and then they would both wait out the year together. But then again, a p@rt of him also didn’t want to risk doing that when he still didn’t really know how she truly felt about him. What if they both wanted different things? What would be the point in breaking the bet with his father and telling her everything, if she would still be bent on just a one year arrangement? It was also possible she could agree to be his wife for real just to plea-se her father, or something. So he needed to know if she felt the same way about him first. He hadn’t realized how much he had come to love and care for her in just this short while, but he desperately wanted to be able to be himself around her so he could really be more supportive.

“What are you thinking about so seriously?” Kimberly asked when she returned to the be-dside and noticed him looking lost in his own thoughts.

“Just how to go about the day. So after eating you’d shower and then we can…”

“It’s Saturday. I have to go to the gym, and then I need to go to the salon as well to wash my hair.” Kimberly said.

“I alre-ady booked an appointment with your thera-pist for 11 AM.” Eric explained.

“It’s just 8 AM now, so maybe I could hit the gym after breakfast, and then we can go see the thera-pist before I go make my hair.” Kimberly suggested.

“You want to hit the gym after breakfast?” Eric asked with a chuckle.

“I know I should work out before breakfast, but you alre-ady went throu-gh the stress of fixing breakfast in be-d, so there’s no need to…”

“We can always heat it up with the microwave when we get back. I need to work out too, so let’s go.” Eric suggested as he lifted the tray.

“I could just skip working out today, it won’t hurt anyone if I skip it.” Kimberly called hurriedly before he could walk away, “plea-se.” She added ma-king Eric st©p.

“You’re that hungry?” He asked with a slightly raised brow.

“I’ve never had breakfast in be-d… Ap@rt from Prisca who serves me when I’m not well of course. I mean I’ve never had it from a guy.” Kimberly explained in embarr@ssment ma-king Eric smile.

“I’ll take this back now since you need to hit the gym. But don’t worry, I’ll serve you breakfast in be-d every other morning until you get fed up of it.” Eric promised before walking away with the food.
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Do you support Eric to reveal his true identity to Kim now or he should wait small?

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