Chapter 005

Hailey's POV

“I needed you to become a little stronger before we talk about it.”

“It's okay, you can tell me, doctor. I lost my baby right?” I muttered and he shook his head.

“I thought you didn't want the baby? An abortion substance was found in your system,” he muttered and my stomach twisted into knots, I groaned upset. Lexa.

“I didn't take anything like that, someone did that to me,” I muttered.

“Are you sure about that?”

“Yes doctor, I would never do anything to harm my baby,” I said.

“Your baby is still okay, we were quick to save him before he could be miscarried.”

I couldn't believe my ears, I released a breath I didn't know I was holding, then tears brimmed in my eyes “Thank you so much doctor, I don't even know how to thank you enough.” I muttered through sobs, my face thankful and he exited the room.

All the while Grant was just watching and saying nothing. Not even a different expression. He just sat there, with an aura that said—I'm here for you.

His eyes darted to my box and just then his voice came up “Would you like to come with me to New York?” he muttered and two of my brows raised.

Come with him? How?

“Grant.” I muttered and he nodded his head “Just come with me Hailey, I'd take care of you till you have the baby, then you can move on with life.” he muttered with so much ease as if he wasn't about to take a huge burden on himself.

“Grant, I can't put my burden on you. Let me handle this.” I muttered and he shook his head once again.

“I’ll be very happy to help Hailey. Please don't see it as a hurdle and come with me,” he muttered, his voice determined.

Thinking about it, I was stranded. I really had nowhere to go. If anything, Grant had offered this support at the right time—I needed it.

But he was not married, only him in his home, how was I supposed to live with another man again? I started to have a rethink, then his voice came up again.

“I know what you're thinking,” he muttered and my brows raised at him.

“If you can't stay with me, you can stay with my aunt, I'll always come around to check on you guys,” he said and I became quiet for some moment, not knowing what to feel or what to say anymore.

“And don't worry Hailey, she's very pleasant. She has no problem and she would take care of you all through the pregnancy. I promise.” he muttered and I gave a slight smile.

“She’d be happy to have you as a company, she and her daughter,” he muttered and I nodded at him. I'd go with him, not like I had any other choice.

I needed to leave Los Angeles—disappear and not come back for a long time.

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Weeks later, I was a bit stronger, my baby was stable and there was no risk of losing him anymore.

Grants brought his box from the hotel where he had lodged, with some stuff he had got for me.

I wondered why he had to do that, I told him not to bother next time, but he only shook his head at me “What are best friends for?” he had said, making me smile widely. Grant was the most genuine person I've ever met.

Minutes later, he had sorted out the hospital bill and we were ready to leave.

I was outrageously grateful.

I thanked whatever brought him to me at this most vulnerable time of my life—just when I was stranded, my ever best friend whom I didn't know where he had gone all these years came to me.

Pregnancy hormones were already trouping into my system and it made me feel nauseous. When I felt like vomiting, Grant politely held my hand and asked his driver to stop immediately, now delaying getting to the airport on time—I felt bad.

He gently held me out of the car, and I vomited almost all the food the doctor had made me eat earlier.

“Drive to ZY restaurant now,” he commanded and his driver turned instantly.

He had an aura that was almost similar to Dylan's—that authoritative, capable, and competent aura, except that he valued me and I'm his best friend. Unlike Dylan who was always disgusted by my presence.

I wondered what Grant does now to be this prominent. Well.. It was obvious, unlike me who didn't pursue my career, they all did and that was why they were all in this bigger position today.

I sighed. A few minutes later, we arrived at the restaurant and my eyes opened wide at the sight I met.

I almost vomited once again. Grant noticed my stillness “Is everything okay?” he asked, then traced my eyes to where I was staring at Lexa and Dylan all lovey-dovey in the restaurant.

While I was busy suffering for my life, they were indeed having the merriest life ever. Tears tickled to drop down my face.

“Is that him?” Grant asked, his voice cold.

“Dylan Maxwell did this to you?” he muttered once again. His voice was like ice.

His eyes dug into mine, but I didn't say anything, my stillness gave it out, and he figured it all out. “You married him,” he said. “And he cheated,” he added.

“With my sister.” I completed it for him and I could see the disgust on his face.

“You mean that lady is your sister?” he muttered with raw anger dripping from his voice and I nodded. “Do you need me to do something to them? Like punch Dylan in the face or something?” he muttered in a way that made me chuckle briefly.

I realised I hadn't done anything close to a sincere smile or laugh for complete three years of my life.

“It's okay Grant, I don't need that, it's nothing compared to what I've been through,” I muttered and he nodded leaving the car to go get my food.

As he walked past them, I saw the cold glance he shot their way through the glass.

Dylan was looking at him but Grant ignored his entire existence.

Judging from how Dylan was looking at Grant, maybe they had met at a business place before or something.

When he was returning, he did the same, looked at him and removed his eyes, I saw the hurtful look on Dylan’s face.

I chuckled softly at Grant's behavior. He didn't have to do all that for me. But he was my person and he felt he had to take my side, and for that I was extremely grateful for Grant.

He brought my food to me and asked me to start eating even though I had no appetite.

He said I must eat for the twins' sake—when he talked like that, I had no choice but to force myself.

A few minutes later, we arrived at the airport.

They retrieved our box and we boarded the plane.

I was leaving California for good.