Chapter Eleven: Seeds of new betrayal

Ethan’s Pov

I couldn't believe Maya when she shouted that my parents were both in a coma. At first, I thought she was just trying to use it as a defense to stop me from hitting her. But then I remembered seeing a text message from Dr. Gilbert earlier, and deep down, I knew Maya wouldn't dare to lie about my parents.

“She better be telling the truth, or this house won't be big enough for both of us anymore.”

I felt my pockets, searching for my phone, but it wasn't there. I remembered dropping it on the bed while tearing off my shirt. I spun around and rushed back into the room to see what Dr. Gilbert had sent.

I hadn't bothered to answer his calls or open his texts because I figured it was just more talk about my lack of commitment to Maya and our marriage, based on what I'd told him at his office the other day.

I grabbed the phone and quickly opened the text from Dr. Gilbert. It told me to come to the hospital immediately. It was late, but I didn't waste another second. I raced out of the house, got into my car, and drove fast toward the hospital.

When I arrived, I found Dr. Gilbert busy with other patients.

"I got your text. What's the problem?" I said, following close behind him as he walked toward his office.

We got inside. He took off his coat and moved to his seat. "Mr. Ethan, I've already told your wife about it," he paused, his eyes serious. "It's your parents. They had an accident on their way back home, which has left them in a coma."

I can't even say how I felt. My body felt heavy and slumped into the chair. My throat suddenly felt tight, and I couldn't speak. Before I knew it, my eyes filled with tears. I knew my parents had stopped me from having a lot of freedom, but I also knew they cared about me deeply.

"Mr. Ethan, Mr. Ethan," Dr. Gilbert called out, seeing my reaction. He came around the desk. "Calm down. They're going to be fine. The worst of the injuries has been fixed. They're mostly resting from the shock, and you know they already had high blood pressure."

His words made me feel a little better.

"Okay, Doctor. But please, can I at least see them now?" I asked, looking up at him.

"You will soon, Mr. Ethan, but not right now."

Dr. Gilbert always followed my parents' rules, so trying to convince him to let me see them would be a waste of time. I knew he wouldn't allow it unless he was told to.

My thoughts were interrupted by the evening news blaring on the television. It was about my parents' accident. The news reported that a truck driver caused the crash and then drove away. The police officer who saw it happen tried to chase the truck, but it had a fake license plate.

Before the news report finished, my phone started ringing nonstop. People were calling, asking if the news was true. I tried everything possible to stop the news from spreading, but I couldn't. It was already posted by every blogger, on social media, across the internet, and in newspapers. It was like they had been waiting for it to happen.

My father, Mr. Theodore Blake, is a very well-known man. He is the founder and Chairman of the Board of Zoe Law Company, which is the number one law firm in all of California.

I knew very well that if my father didn't wake up after one week, an acting Board Chairman would have to take over until he returned. That position would fall to the second-highest shareholder of the company, and that was me.

One of the people who called me was Mr. Edward Peter, the third-highest shareholder. He didn't ask; he ordered: "Come to the house, immediately."

Mr. Edward had been my father's closest friend, and his help was key to making my father's company so successful. He was like a second father to me. Getting his advice would be crucial for leading the company, so I left for his house that evening.

"I'm so sorry about the news about your parents, Ethan. Be strong. You are always free to come to me for help as we wait for Mr. Theodore Blake to return."

"Thank you, Mr. Edward," I said, my voice low.

"As you know, if your father doesn't wake up in a few days, the board directors will demand an acting chairman because they care more about their money than someone's life," he continued, looking concerned.

"Yes, I know, Mr. Edward, but I pray that my father wakes up before then."

"I pray so, too, my son, but to be safe, we need to be prepared."

"I understand, Mr. Edward. Thank you for your words. You truly are a good friend to my father."

He smiled, and we said goodbye. I left his place.

On my way home, a message popped up. It was from Anna: "Come to the hotel, baby. I know you must be down about what happened to your parents."

Since going back to the house wouldn't do me any good, I turned my car around and drove toward the hotel. I felt like I needed comfort more than anything right now.

"Here is a gift," she said, handing me an envelope as I settled down on the bed.

"What is it?" I asked, looking at her, a hint of curiosity in my voice.

"Just open it. It's a surprise."

I tore open the envelope. Inside was a test result showing pregnancy positive.

"Who does this result belong to?"

"Us, baby. We are expecting a new baby," she said, smiling widely.

My heart swelled with happiness. I jumped up immediately, scooped her up into my arms, hugged her tight, and kissed her deeply. "I love you with every part of me, Anna. At least my parents will wake up to this great news and have no choice but to accept you."

She pulled her hands from my shoulders and sat back down on the bed.

"What's wrong, baby? Just tell me what you want, and it's yours," I asked, sitting beside her and letting her lean on my shoulder.

"Do I still have to wait until your parents wake up? I'm pregnant now, the baby they've been begging for," she paused, then looked me straight in the eyes, her palm stroking my beard.

“Hey, baby, I'm not saying you have to send Maya away, but at least take me home so I can be properly taken care of. You know how pregnancy is. If Maya can't handle me being there, she'll leave you, and then you can tell your parents that she just packed up and left on her own."

I kissed her several times. "You are a queen, and more, with a good heart. I knew from the beginning I made a mistake marrying Maya instead of you..." My words caught in my throat as I felt her hand reach for my groin. I didn't even realize when she unzipped my pants.

"You will go home with me, but for now..." I couldn't finish my sentence as her mouth covered mine. Their hands worked quickly on my growing erection, making it harder and harder. I couldn't handle the heat of the moment anymore. I unzipped her dress as fast as I could, making her naked in a flash.

As I was about to push into her, she stopped me suddenly. "We are going home together tomorrow morning, right?" she asked.

All I could think about was cooling down my raging desire, as it was becoming unbearable.

"Yes, baby, we are going home together. Are you happy now?"

With a huge smile on her face, she said, "Yes, I am. But you aren't touching me until we get home tomorrow."