My life and the air I breathe

Chapter seventy
Jayde.
I've been crying. There's nothing I haven't done. I don't even know what else I'm supposed to do.
I heard Henry wanted to get something for me at the mall close by. How could he get involved in such a serious accident?
I can't stop thinking about. I've been like this for six days now.
Henry isn't still in an unconscious state. The doctor said he hurt his head so much. And we have to let him wake up before we can get to know if more has happened to him.
But Henry has not opened his eyes for six days.
The divorce was canceled till further notice from Beatrice. I've been put on pending. Gosh, I hate this so much.
When I fainted six days ago, I woke up an hour later and I was told I fainted because of the shock.
Gosh, I was really shocked.
Gosh, I'm still shocked and sad.
I don't want to lose Henry like this. Why does he even deserve all this? He has done nothing wrong.
All this is all my fault. If I hadn't pretended to be Hattie, maybe he wouldn't have stepped out that morning.
I can't just help blaming myself and I think that will continue happening until he wakes up.
Gosh, I'm so heartbroken and scared. What will happen if Henry doesn't wake up soon?
I don't want to think about it but I have no choice.
I wear my dress slowly, silently praying that Henry should regain his consciousness as soon as possible.
I walk out, into the living room.
My phone rings and it's Declan.
I don't want to pick up his call now. He has been advising me to leave but I'm not going to do that.
How can I leave him at this stage? I'm the one free enough to take very good care of him.
I can never leave him in this state.
Regina rushes to me, "Madam, you haven't taken your breakfast."
I turn to look at her, "I'm not hungry."
"But you didn't take anything last night too. At least take something, please."
I sigh and walk back to the table. I grab a sandwich and take a bit. I drink water before walking out of the living room.
I can hear Regina's sigh behind me. She must be frustrated and tired already.
She's always advising me to eat but something like that is far from my mind.
I don't know how I'm supposed to eat when Henry is in the hospital.
Gosh, I can't stop the hurting. I feel so sad. This can only stop when Henry gets discharged.
I walk out of the house and throw the sandwich in the dust. I walk to the street and stop a cab.
I take it to the hospital.
When I walk inside the room. Henry was still in his exact position. Nothing has changed.
I close my eyes and try to stop the pending tears. My heart feels so heavy I'm my chest.
Gosh, I hate to see Henry like this.
I walk to him and cry again. I hold his hands in mine and look at his face through the oxygen mask.
Gosh, he looks so terrible, especially with the bandage around his head.
I keep feeling I caused this. Maybe it was my fault.
I should have woken up earlier. Maybe if I had, I wouldn't have allowed him to walk out that morning and nothing like this would have happened.
I can't stop guilt from eating me so deep into my body. The only thing I need at this moment is for him to wake up.
I fetch a bowl and pour in some water. I grab a towel and use it to clean Henry's body.
I have been doing this since day one. I don't want my husband to be dirty.
And well, his parents are always busy and I don't want them to employ someone for it.
I am capable of doing it. And besides, I'm not doing anything tangible at the moment.
I'm not even working as I've told mom.
I called Mom three days ago and told her I won't be coming home at all for now.
I told her we had lots of work to do. But the main thing is that I don't want her to see me in this state. And I need to take care of Henry even at night.
I do come to the hospital every day and I only leave every morning to clean myself up. And I would return to the hospital.
Mercy called me yesterday and told me to back off.
I strongly protested that I won't do that.
I will never leave Henry, not in this state anyway.
I finish cleaning Henry.
I dispose of the water and walk back to the room. I take a seat beside him.
A soft knock jolts my memory. I look back and watch Mercy walk in.
I look back at Henry, wondering why she's here. I thought she wanted me to leave him so badly. I don't believe she sympathizes with me.
"What do you think you are doing? Are you mourning?" She walks to me.
" Why will you think I'm mourning? My husband isn't dead!" I give her back as cold as it has come. I didn't turn to her as I reply.
She stops a foot away from me, "You are messing this up. You are Jayde. And he's Hattie's husband and not you."
I clench my fist beside me angrily. I don't believe they are here to draw boundaries.
"I'm warning you to leave Jayde! Or you won't like what will happen to you! How dare you come here every time as if he's your husband."
I close my eyes and try to breathe in the air. Anger surged through me.
I stand and turn to look at her, "what? What were you saying? That he's not my husband? Hattie is? Were you the one with him a week ago? Or was it Hattie that got married to him? Or was she the one that warmed his bed?"
" What! That was part of the contract! We sighed a contract for you to pretend to be Hattie. That doesn't make you one."
" Seriously?" I scoff, " You didn't write the fact that I will have to warm his bed in the contract. Aside from that, I'm his wife and we haven't signed any divorce papers. I can take care of him at any time."
She clenches her teeth, " You will leave immediately!"
" Or what?" I stare amazingly at her, " I will leave. I'm not saying I won't. I'm not saying I will be here forever. Just let me nurse him back to life, at least Hattie isn't here to do that."
" Then I will leave whenever he's up. But if you don't let me be, I will tell the world everything! I won't leave anything untold. Them I wonder how the world will look at you and the Everett family."
She frowns amazingly and scoffs, " Are you threatening me?"
I nod briefly, "Yes, I am but it's not just an empty threat. If you think you can kill me and silence it then you are in the wrong. I have someone with everything. I made audios and videos of myself and passed them across. If anything happens to me, the proof will go online."
" What!" She exclaims unbelievably, " You are bluffing."
I chuckle lightly, " You can try and see. But I will advise you not to. And leave me to take care of my husband, that's only what I asked for. I will leave the moment he wakes up."
" You will pay for this insult," she says before walking out.
I let out a sigh, unsure of where I got the courage to talk back to her from. I've always been reserved.
But well, I can't just let them stop me.
They've been controlling everything ever since I stepped in as Henry's wife. I wanted to sign the divorce documents as per what they said.
But not anymore. This is my life and what I want.
And I will never leave him alone.
I sit beside him and touch his hand again.
I'm grateful for the fact that he's not dead. If he was, what would I have done?
But I pray he wakes up soon. I can't wait to see him smile at me.
I've missed everything.
I place my head beside him, my hand on his hand, and close my eyes.
I feel so weak inside. Maybe it's because I haven't been eating well these days.
I just pray he wakes up sooner.