Chapter 10

Lily's eyes fluttered open, and she was met with the sight of Ethan sitting in the chair beside her bed, his head resting on the edge of the mattress. He was asleep, his features softened in slumber. But Lily's gaze was cold, her heart heavy with resentment. She felt a wave of anger wash over her as she took in the sight of him.

"Why are you still here?" She spat, her voice venomous. "What do you want from me now? You've taken everything away from me."

Ethan's eyes snapped open, and he looked up at her with a mixture of concern and caution. "Lily, calm down. Your body still hasn't healed—"

But Lily wouldn't let him finish. "Shut up!" she cut him off, her voice rising. "Don't act like you care about me. You never did."

Ethan's hand reached out, as if to touch hers, but Lily jerked her hand away, her eyes flashing with anger. "Don't you dare touch me. You have no right. We're divorced now, and the one thing that was still mine, my baby... you took that away from me too."

Ethan's face contorted in pain, but Lily didn't care. "You're happy now, aren't you?" she sneered. "You've got your freedom, your girlfriend... you're free from every relationship with me. I won't bother you anymore."

Ethan's eyes widened in surprise. "How did you know about Sarah?"

Lily's laughter was bitter. "You really think you can keep secrets from me?"

Ethan's face fell, but Lily didn't care. She was done with him. "Get out," she said, her voice cold and detached. "I don't want to see your face again, Mr. Ethan Gray. I hate you. You're a murderer. You killed my child."

The words hung in the air, heavy with accusation. Ethan's face crumpled, and for a moment, Lily thought she saw tears in his eyes. But she didn't care. She just wanted him gone.

"Leave me alone," she repeated her voice barely above a whisper. "Just leave me alone."

Lily's eyes brimmed with tears as she gazed at Ethan, her voice trembling with rage and sorrow. She wiped her tears away, her hand shaking, and looked into his eyes with a depth of hatred that made Ethan's blood run cold.

"I hate you," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I will hate you till my last breath for killing our child. I wish you would never have seen your child's face. The pain you gave me... God, make you suffer too."

Her words were like a dagger to Ethan's heart, and he felt himself reeling from the impact. Lily's tears fell like rain, and her breath was coming in ragged gasps. The machines surrounding her bed began to beep faster, monitoring her rising heart rate.

"The child was innocent, Ethan," she continued, her voice cracking with emotion. "How could you be so cruel? How could you kill your own flesh and blood? I... I will never forgive you. I... I will hate you."

As she spoke, her body began to shake, and the machines beeped even faster. The nurse and doctor rushed to her side, their faces etched with concern.

"Ma'am, please calm down," the nurse said, trying to soothe her. "You need to relax."

But Lily was beyond consolation. The doctor quickly grabbed an oxygen mask and placed it over her mouth and nose, trying to calm her down.

Ethan stood frozen, his eyes wide with horror and his face pale. He was speechless, unable to move or speak as he watched the woman he once hated before him, and she loved him with all her heart; now she hates him. The machines continued to beep frantically, and the medical team worked to stabilize Lily's vital signs.

In that moment, Ethan felt the weight of his guilt crushing him. He knew he had caused this pain, and he didn't know how to make it right. He stood there, frozen in anguish, as the people around him worked to save Lily's fragile state.

Dr. Harris called out his name; Ethan's gaze snapped back to reality. He turned to face the doctor, his eyes haunted by the pain and anguish he had just witnessed.

"Mr. Grey," Dr. Harris said gently, "I think it's best if you leave the room for now." Lily's not going to calm down as long as you're here."

Ethan nodded slowly, understanding the doctor's words. He knew he had caused Lily's distress, and his presence was only making things worse. With a heavy heart, he turned to leave the room.

As he walked out, he knew he had to give her space, let her calm down, and process her emotions.

Just as he was about to step out into the hallway, he remembered that Lily was alone, and the thought of her being by herself in her fragile state was unbearable. He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed a number, hoping that someone would be there for Lily when he couldn't be.

"Mia, it's Ethan," he said, his voice low and urgent. "I need you to come to the hospital. Lily's not doing well, and I need someone to be with her. Can you come?"

"What have you done to her now?" Mia spat, her tone venomous. "You always manage to hurt her, don't you?"

Ethan closed his eyes, wincing at the accusation. "Are you coming or not?" he said coldly.

Mia's laughter was cold and mirthless. "You need someone to clean up your mess, as usual," she snapped. "Fine. I'll come to the hospital. I'm there for Lily, not for you."