Chapter 3

"What's all that noise?" The moment Micah spoke, it was as if the play button had been clicked and everybody came back to life. The first person who snapped back to reality was Grannie Blake. After stepping forward to have a good look at him, a huge smile soon appeared on her wrinkled face while her eyes glistened with tears. "I knew it. My grandson has always been blessed with good health and happiness. I knew he wouldn’t remain in a vegetative state for the rest of his life. Thank God you're awake." Hovering by his side, Quinlan wanted to get closer to Micah but was scared of doing so. Tiffany noticed that Quinlan did not seem to look happy upon stealing a glance at her. "It's all thanks to Tiffy that you woke up." Grannie Blake said while taking Tiffany's hand and putting hers into his. "She's blessed too, and she's your wife." The feeling of her delicate hand in Micah's big and broad hand sent a shock through Tiffany, and she had a sudden desire to pull it back. "My wife?" Feeling his cold gaze on her, Tiffany could not help but feel a little disappointed when she realized that he did not recognize her. "Hi, honey. Nice to meet you. My name is Tiffan—" "Get out of my sight!" Micah brushed away Grannie Blake's hands and said coldly, "I don't need a wife. Send her back to wherever she's from." If this had happened before, Grannie Blake might have agreed to his wishes. However, now that her grandson had indeed woken up after getting married to Tiffany, she was convinced that the whole 'ward-off wedding' thing was real. Through this incident, she felt that nobody else should be his wife other than Tiffany. "Tiffy is the granddaughter-in-law that I approve of. Besides, the priest has said that the two of you are a match made in heaven. It's all thanks to Tiffany that you woke up, so you must treat her well in the future days to come." Hearing her words, a deep furrow ran across Micah's forehead as fury started building in his eyes. "No one is allowed to meddle in my affairs. "Jenkins!" he shouted, and soon, the special agent who was standing by the door came running in with a huge smile on his face. Fred Jenkins was more than delighted to know that Micah had finally woken up. "Make a trip to the Ministry of Civil Affairs and file for divorce." "No!" Tiffany and Grannie Blake said in unison, attracting the attention of everyone nearby. Ignoring Grannie Blake's protest, Micah turned directly to Tiffany and thought to himself with a scornful smile, 'No? Well, let's see what can you do about it.' Tiffany steadied her nerves and said, "I don’t agree to a divorce." Micah sneered and maintained his composure. He looked at Tiffany as if she were a clown jumping around, trying to make yet another futile attempt. Tiffany took a few steps forward, grabbed his arm, and said, "Honey, let's not file for divorce, okay?" Micah's eyes went cold at her words, and he shoved her away. Just as he was about to rebuke, he felt dizzy all of a sudden. Before falling down, he managed to catch a glimpse of Tiffany's slight smile and heard her frantic cries, "Honey, are you okay?" Not long after that, a medical team came and gave Micah a full-body check-up. They soon left after explaining his condition. Grannie Blake and Quinlan also stepped out after staying by his side for a while, leaving only Tiffany and Micah in the room. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Tiffany said with teary eyes, "Honey, are you okay? You scared the hell out of me just now." While Micah was unable to move, he was still conscious. He looked coldly at Tiffany who was just putting on an act. He knew that she was the one who did this to him. He had felt a sharp pain when Tiffany grabbed his arm, and the next minute, he was unable to move. He did not expect her to put him in harm's way. Seeing his expression, Tiffany stopped pretending and said while pinching a golden needle in between her fingers, "You were poisoned, and I’m the one who saved you. You won't be able to live for long without me as the poison is still in your body." Micah's gaze fell on the needle. He had seen it before. "Let's make a deal, shall we? I'll keep treating you, but in return, you'll have to let me be your wife. What do you say? Blink if you agree." Micah looked at her with an emotionless face. Despite his cold gaze, Tiffany stroked his eyelashes, causing his deep-set eyes to blink twice. Micah soon heard her cheerful voice, "I'll take that as a yes." "..." Tiffany then inserted the needle into various parts of his skin. As soon as Micah was able to move again, he tightened his hands around her neck and said angrily, "How dare you make a deal with me?!" Being pinned to the bed, Tiffany gasped desperately for air. She felt that she was going to die. At this very moment, Grannie Blake came into the room. Seeing what was happening, her blood pressure shot up and she immediately fainted on the spot. Micah let go of his grip instantly and rushed over. He then carried Grannie Blake to the sofa and asked for a doctor. Grannie Blake regained consciousness a while later. After realizing that Tiffany was no longer around, she let out a deep sigh and said, "I've been having nightmares ever since your accident. I prayed hard every day, worried that you wouldn’t make it and would leave me behind. "I made a wish with God. I told Him I was willing to give up ten years of my life for you to wake up." For an old woman like her, whose days were numbered, it was an extremely tough decision to make, regardless of whether the wish came true or not. Shocked at her words, Micah replied, "I'm sorry, Grannie." Taking Micah's hand in hers, Grannie Blake continued, "I know what's bothering you. Rest assured, I handpicked Tiffy myself. Your father has nothing to do with this. "For the time being, just respect my wishes, okay? It won’t be for long. One year is all I'm asking. If you still can't get along with her after one year, then I'll leave the decision to you. I won't meddle in your affairs anymore." Clenching his fists, Micah replied bitterly, "Alright." After Grannie Blake left, Micah called for Jenkins to see him in his study. Jenkins told Micah what had happened these few days and said, "I'll file for divorce tomorrow, sir." "No, there's no need for that. I won't divorce her for the time being." "What?!" Jenkins replied in shock. "Are you really planning on marrying her? Tiffany Young is a country bumpkin who's inelegant and tacky. She's not worthy of you. "Not only that, but she's also a shameless woman who can't keep her hands to herself. She undressed you while you were still unconscious. "God knows what she did to you after that." 'Why did Micah regain consciousness all of a sudden? Could it be because someone did something to him? 'The doctor had said before that certain external stimuli were very effective on someone in a vegetative state. 'It has to be.' The thought of the Blake family's noble young master being taken advantage of by a shameless woman pierced Jenkins' heart. Hearing his words, rage overtook Micah as he said through clenched teeth, "How dare she?!" Later in the night, Tiffany was sleeping soundly when she was suddenly thrown out of bed. A tall figure was in front of her when she opened her eyes. The man was looking at her condescendingly. Even though his face was hidden in the shadows, Tiffany could nevertheless feel his coldness and irritation. "Who said that you can sleep in my bed?!" After being kicked out of bed, irritation was also building up in Tiffany. Upon climbing back in, she lay down with her arms and legs stretched. She replied, "The Ministry of Civil Affairs." Suddenly, Micah was on top of her, and his eyes gazed deeply into hers. "I see that you're desperate to be my woman?" His sudden aggressiveness sent a chill down Tiffany's spine, causing her to scoot over to a nearby sofa. She wrapped herself tightly in a blanket as if Micah was some kind of perverted freak. She had forgotten that he was no longer in a vegetative state. Micah's voice came echoing from the darkness. "What's your relationship with Master Xenos?" Famous in the physiotherapy field, Master Xenos was like a ghost, and his whereabouts were usually unknown. It was said that Master Xenos was able to do wonders in the field of dry needling, thus explaining his fame. Many had tried to seek his medical expertise, but it was very difficult to get an appointment with him. Hearing his name, Tiffany's eyelids twitched a little as she lied, "I'm one of his apprentices." "Why are you interested in the Blake family?" "I have a crush on you." "You're not worthy of that!" "..." 'Mark my words. Sooner or later, you'll regret what you said today.'