Chased By My Demon CEO - Chapter 338

Viona woke up. When she realized that she was sleeping in Mrs. Deborah’s bed, slowly, she released her embrace on Mrs. Deborah and got out of her foster mother’s bed to move to her own room. In fact, Viona hadn’t woken up in the middle of the night for a while, but because she was menstruating, she could wake up in the middle of the night to change her sanitary pads, when she came out of Mrs. Deborah’s room on the first floor. Viona heard a printer sound from the direction of Adam’s room. Curious, Viona approached Adam’s room and tiptoed, because she didn’t want to make a sound. Her smile broke when she saw Adam was busy working. He input all the medicines he got from Global Bross Hospital today into his laptop. Before Viona came, Adam didn’t do this at first. However, after Viona gave Adam some input, he finally did what Viona said. As a result, now before the stock of medicine ran out he would know faster.

“You will be a great doctor someday, Adam,” Viona said to herself, she then walked slowly to her room on the second floor. Because all the lights in the home had been turned off, she had to be careful when walking so as not to make a sound.

As she arrived in her room, Viona laid down on a comfortable single size bed. Even though her current room was nothing like her previous room when she lived in Fernando’s mansion, but she felt more comfortable living in an orphanage. The warm atmosphere full of kinship was felt in the orphanage. It was very different from the conditions in Fernando’s mansion.

After telling a little of the pain in her heart to Deborah, Viona felt a little calmer, for some reason that she didn’t know either. What was clear was that now she felt lighter, the pain and disappointment that had tormented her innermost side began to decrease.

“I will try not to hold grudges against those people, Mom,” Viona said, quietly, as she closed her eyes slowly. Deborah said that she had to forgive those who hurt her, because by doing that the pain in her would heal little by little.

Not long after that, Viona finally fell asleep again, only this time she slept very quickly. The pain in her stomach was less strong. Usually, in the first two days of her period, she would definitely go crazy. But tonight she could fall asleep comfortably.

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<FERNANDO’S APARTEMENT PENTHOUSE>

It was three o’clock in the morning, but Fernando was still busy in front of his laptop. He was roaming the cyberspace looking for the name Viona Angel. He hoped that by doing so, he could find a glimmer of hope. Every time Viona or Angel’s name appeared on his search site, none of which led him to find Viona.

“Where are you hiding, Dear?”

“How much longer do I need to find you, Dear… My love… My wife…” Fernando said many times while caressing a beautiful photo of Viona wearing her wedding dress as he closed his eyes, when the two of them were in front of the altar on their wedding day. That photo became one of his favorites.

“Are you that hurt that you ran away from me, Dear? I’m sorry… Come to me, scold me, slap me, hit me, if it can make you happy, I’m willing to, Love, but I beg you to come home, Dear… I miss you, Vio… I can’t live without you, Vio… Please come back, Darling…” Fernando repeated his words while hugging the photo of Viona in his sleep on the carpet in the reading room. He was really destroyed this time.

His arrogance and selfishness that he had always been so proud of had disappeared without a trace. Fernando used to be arrogant in saying that he could find any woman to bring home. But the fact was that when Viona left, all of his arrogance meant nothing, he really had no interest in any woman. Not even a top class French model managed to seduce him. He felt like he was no longer attracted to women.

Fernando lamented Viona’s departure almost every night without anyone knowing how devastated he was every night in the dark. He would be a person without passion when night fell. Luckily, every morning Justin and Harry always gave him healthy and nutritious food during their stay in France for nearly nine months, so that his physical condition was still well maintained.

Like the previous nights, Fernando finally fell asleep, hugging Viona’s photo. He fell asleep with great regret and longing. Tears flowed from his eyes when he was fast asleep.

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<LOVE ORPHANAGE>

Viona, who had only slept for ten minutes, immediately woke up without cause. Her whole body was drenched in cold sweat. As if she had just run a marathon. She really felt very tired for no reason, even though she didn’t dream anything in her short sleep.

“What happened to me?” Viona said, softly, as she touched her chest that was beating very fast.

Her throat felt very dry now. Slowly, Viona grabbed the glass above the nightstand beside her bed. She quickly drank the water in her glass without leaving a drop. Without knowing, Viona suddenly sat on the bed without realizing.

“Fernando,” Viona said, softly, who knew what made her suddenly think of the man who had divorced her.

Viona did not know that the divorce papers she had signed before were torn apart by Fernando. When Viona left, she thought that she was a widow. Actually she was curious and wanted to find out about her marriage status on the website, but she was too afraid to do that, because she didn’t want her whereabouts to be discovered by Fernando’s men. She knew that if she did the search, Fernando’s men would easily find her whereabouts by searching through her IP address when she logged into the government-owned site. Therefore, during these ten months, Viona had not done anything with all of her social media accounts or other accounts that she still remembered. Viona had completely closed access for Fernando’s men to find her.

“Why have I been thinking about it these days? God, what is wrong with me? Help me to forget, God, I want to live in peace. I am also willing to live happily with another man, help me forget him, God,” Viona said, softly, as she knelt on her bedroom window. Her opened eyes slowly closed as she prayed. But Viona quickly opened her eyes again.

The image of Fernando returned to her memory, not the memory of their last meeting at the hospital. Not about Fernando’s harsh words that appeared in her memory, but the image of Fernando saying their sacred marriage vow in front of the altar when they were married back then.

“What is this sign?” Viona said to herself.