Chapter 004

Hailey’s POV

‎I looked at him and his cheque and continued pushing my box.

‎"You have absolutely nothing to your name. Outside is very harsh, you wouldn't find it easy Hailey, just take this," he muttered, I collected the cheque, tore it into pieces, and threw them away.

‎I would leave without his penny and I'd do well, I didn't need his pity.

‎He should have the most merriest life with his mistress.

Lexa rushed down to where we were, clinging to his arms. Of course, that was what she knew how to do best—clinging to somebody else's husband.

My eyes went between the two in disgust and I dragged my box through the entrance.

I felt Dylan still wanted to insist on taking his cheque, which he thought I wouldn't be able to see daylight without, and I shut the door behind me immediately.

I was welcomed with a fresh breeze as I got outside, clearing my head a bit—it felt like I was released from a chain that I couldn't have loosened myself.

Walking along the street of the estate, my eyes darted around the whole place—a place I had called my home for the past three years of my life. And finally, I got to the main road.

Then everything started sinking in all over again—Lexa's arrival, Dylan bringing her to my home, the kissing in my presence even though I was the wife, just everything.

And when I thought of leaving, he didn't hesitate to give me a divorce—he never wanted me.

All these years I was busy loving him, but he was only disgusted by me.

The time he was a bit soft with me, it was all pretense till his mistress returned and he couldn't pretend any more.

Fresh tears welled up in my eyes—I had lost everything—a complete three years of my life, a career I should've pursued.

Where do I start from?

I was making a big mouth there, but where do I start from? I didn't even have anywhere to go.

I wasn't intending to go back to my family house where Lexa would still come to bully me every day and probably bring Dylan to come and rub to my face every day, as he divorced me for her.

I couldn't go through that. My mental health was already a mess, I'd lose my mind.

I stood, still pondering my situation, just then, I felt sharp pain in my lower abdomen.

It was too painful, that I held my stomach so tight. What was going on? My baby.

Just then, I felt some liquid dripping down my legs. I looked down and saw my blood trouping down effortlessly. My heart fell to my stomach. Panic set into my being—I was losing my baby.

Swiftly, I grabbed my handbag, my body shook as I tried to bring out my phone, maybe call Dylan for help? But he’d be happy to know I'm losing a baby if I have one, so I debunked the thought immediately. Then who? As I thought, a paper suddenly fell out of my bag.

I picked it up to put it back but the extremely bold writing caught my attention.

With the pain still in my lower abdomen, I opened it to read  ‘I already know you were pregnant before you even fainted Hailey.’

‘Constipation? Quit lying baby girl. By the way, say goodbye to little Dylan for me. Brave of you to think you can have Dylan’s heir. I wouldn't let you Hailey.’

“Lexa!” I screamed my lungs out, unable to believe my eyes. What had I just read? Lexa had killed my baby. Lexa had finished me—what did I ever do to deserve this? I watched my blood drip down my thighs, and tears brimmed in my eyes.

As I drowned in tears, my head felt light and in a split second, I lost consciousness.

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I woke up to a light ray streaming into my eyes from a window I was not familiar with.

At first, my head couldn't fathom where I was until I sat up and looked around—it was a hospital.

Who has brought me here? Dylan? Well, they'd be so happy to know my baby was gone now.

Fresh pool of tears brimmed in my eyes.

My baby wasn't given a chance to come into this world. What was his offence? Lexa took my husband from me and also killed my baby. She had her Dylan, why does she have to touch my baby?

I was still drowning in so many tears when the door suddenly creaked open.

Revealing a man. He has a big upper body, a very expensive suit on his body, and on his legs he had on Italian shoes. I wasn't able to see his face due to the sun rays, but when he came forward, he had a very sharp jaw and his hair was silky and styled—he was very handsome to behold.

I couldn't recognise him till he came closer.

Then my eyes opened wide and my mouth agape. It was Grant—my best friend back then in school.

I sat up almost immediately. He stretched out his palm for me to take it easy and not hurt myself.

How did all this happen? How did he find me?

He looked at my puzzled face and suddenly smiled. “I didn't know it was you at first when I saw the frail body that needed help on the floor, it broke my heart when I found out you were the one Hailey. But I'm glad I was there for you in your most vulnerable state,” he muttered.

“I'm sorry Hailey, but what really happened?” he added and for some moment, my unfortunate life came streaming back in my head. Seeing Dylan, I had gone back in memory, remembering how lively and exciting life was before getting into this nightmare.

Tears brimmed in my eyes, Grant noticed this and sat beside me on the bed. “It’s okay Hailey, you don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to.” He muttered and some relief washed over me—sincerely, I wasn't too strong to explain my life situation right now.

My hand went slowly to my stomach and just then, a doctor came in.

“How are you feeling Mrs Reyes?” He muttered and my brows raised. Grant still knows my surname—it felt great to know I had someone who was for me.

I looked up at the doctor as he fixed another drip, my hand on my stomach and my teary eyes digging into his.

When he looked down at me, my mouth moved and my voice came out in a slow whisper “My baby.”