“Please! Jason! Pick up the phone!” Finally, someone picked up, but it wasn’t Jason. “Didn’t Jason tell you that he has no time for you today? He’s busy. Why do you keep calling?” The voice on the other end was Laura, Jason’s ex. The realization that Jason was with her while I and his unborn child were battling for our lives after an accident was a betrayal too painful to bear. If I survive, can I ever forgive him?
Lihat lebih banyakAVA’S POV Grandpa’s words kept repeating in my head even after he left. “Over my dead body will Laura become Mrs. Campbell.” My chest tightened. He had always been good to me and always treated me like family. But hearing him say that… made me realize how much he truly cared about my feelings. Before leaving, he took out a small container from the bag his driver held and placed it on my bedside table. “I brought you some supplements,” he said in a calm voice. “You’re weak right now, Ava. Take care of yourself.” A lump formed in my throat. Even after everything I had lost, even after knowing I wouldn't be with Jason anymore, he was still here, still thinking about me. Still treating me like I mattered. I blinked back my tears. “Thank you, Grandpa,” I whispered. He hesitated for a moment, then reached into his coat pocket. When he pulled his hand out, I froze. The bracelet. The same bracelet I had returned to him just now. Confused, I looked up at him. “You don’t h
LAURA'S POV Sitting in my pathetic hospital bed, I clenched my fists so tightly that my nails dug into my palms. The dull white walls of this cheap room suffocated me. Sleeping here last night made my anger rise I didn’t belong here. I should be in the VIP ward, pampered and cared for. I should be the one everyone was visiting. But instead, I was rotting here alone. No one had come to see me. Not a single soul, not even Jason. But Ava? That wretched woman? She was basking in the attention. She had a lot of people by her side but I had no one. A knock on the door made me snap my head up. One of the nurses I had paid handsomely to keep an eye on Ava and report back to me slipped inside. Her gaze flickered with hesitation, but I didn’t care about her nerves. I wanted information. “Well?” I snapped, sitting up straighter. The nurse swallowed before speaking. “Mr. Campbell came to visit her, but she didn’t let him in.” I froze. “What?” I hissed, my hands gripping the shee
AVA'S POV He stood at the doorway, his usual proud posture stiff, his wrinkled face filled with shock. His eyes, piercing and wise, slowly scanned me from head to toe as if trying to process what he was seeing. I felt the tight lump in my throat grow bigger. I had always tried to keep my emotions in check, and always tried to stay strong in front of people. But at that moment, seeing Grandpa, someone who had always treated me with so much kindness, all my walls broke down. Tears blurred my vision before I could even think to stop them. “G-Grandpa…” My voice cracked, weak, and trembling. His eyes softened immediately. He stepped forward, his cane tapping lightly against the floor. His driver followed behind him, carrying a small bag, but I barely noticed. Grandpa reached my bedside and sat down carefully. The moment he was close, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I burst into tears. My shoulders shook as I sobbed uncontrollably. It wasn’t just sadness, it was everything.
AVA’S POV I woke up the next morning feeling… lighter. My body was still weak, but the heavy exhaustion from last night had faded a little. I blinked a few times, adjusting to the soft morning light coming in through the window. My head turned slightly, and I saw Sally sitting in the chair beside my bed. She had one leg crossed over the other, scrolling through her phone. The moment I stirred, she looked up. “You’re finally awake,” she said, relieved. “How do you feel now?” I stretched a little, only to wince as the IV needle pulled at my arm. “Better. Still tired, but not like last night.” “Good,” she said, standing up. “Because if you ever fall sick again, I swear, I’ll throw you out of this bed myself.” I let out a weak chuckle. “Noted.” Before I could ask her if she had come into my room last night, a nurse entered, pushing a small cart with trays of food. She set them down on the table beside me. “Breakfast is here,” she said with a polite smile. Sally’s eyes
AVA'S POV The quiet sound of the air conditioner filled the room as I lay down on the freshly clean bed. The sharp smell of antiseptic was still in the air, but I didn’t mind. At least all traces of Laura had been removed from the room. After the director left, a doctor in a white coat walked in accompanied by a nurse. He was in his late fifties, with sharp eyes that carried years of experience. “Mrs. Ava Campbell?” he confirmed, glancing at me before looking at the chart. I nodded weakly, my body still feeling sluggish. He asked a few routine questions about my condition – headaches, dizziness, nausea. I answered the best I could, though I felt very tired like a heavy blanket was covering me. After writing down my responses, he prescribed some medication, instructed the nurse to fetch it, and started an IV drip. When the needle was about to be inserted, I instinctively pulled back my hand. Suddenly, Alex's hands covered my eyes gently. “Don't be afraid, the needle is a
LAURA'S POV I could still feel the chill of the pool water clinging to my skin, even after being changed into a hospital gown. My body ached, and my head throbbed badly. I was relieved that nothing had happened to my child, not because I cared about it, but because I needed it to stay alive as my ticket to keep on fooling Jason. Jason had dived into the pool at Kevin's birthday party to save me. Me and not her. That alone was proof that I still held a special place in his heart. He believed my lie when I told him that Ava had pulled me into the water on purpose to make me lose my child. His concern, the way he ordered his driver to rush me to Royal Crest Hospital, and the way he called the hospital director and demanded that he take good care of me because I was pregnant were all proof of my victory. Or at least, that’s what I thought. The moment I arrived at the hospital, I was led into a VIP room, just like I deserved. The soft sheets, the large windows, the private bat
AVA'S POV The sharp voice sent a chill down my spine. I turned my head slowly, my body stiff with tension. Only to realize it was Laura. She stood a few feet away, dressed in the hospital gown, her long dark hair falling loosely over her shoulders. I didn't expect to see her here. But then it crossed my mind that she might have been brought here after the pool incident. Just the sight of her made my blood boil. The memory of my baby, my little angel, flashed through my mind. Her eyes locked onto mine, filled with pure hatred. I could feel the heat of her anger burning through the space between us as she stomped toward me, her hospital gown swaying with every step. Before I could react, she lifted her hand, aiming to slap me across the face. But she never made it. Alex’s fingers wrapped around her wrist mid-air, stopping the slap before it could land. His grip was strong, his eyes cold as he glared at her. Laura’s face twisted with rage as she yanked her hand free, turn
AVA'S POV A dull ache spread through my head as I slowly drifted back to consciousness. My body felt heavy like I had been underwater for too long. My eyelids fluttered open, but my vision was still blurry. The first thing I noticed was that I wasn’t outside anymore. I was lying on something soft, leather? My fingers twitched against the surface, and I realized I was in a car. A car that was moving. Panic rushed through me, my heart pounding in my weak chest. My breathing turned shallow as my mind tried to piece together what was happening. Where was I? Who was driving? I tried to sit up, but my body protested, my muscles weak and my head spinning. Before I could say anything, a familiar voice spoke. “You’re awake.” I turned my head slightly, blinking against the bright lights of the dashboard. Alex’s face came into focus, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, his jaw clenched. “Alex?” My voice came out hoarse, barely a whisper. He glanced at me, his eyes
AVA'S POV I walked out of that room, my chest heaving, and my heart was heavy. The moment the door slammed behind me, it felt like I had left a piece of myself in there. I should have felt relief, but all I felt was emptiness. The hallway was quiet, but my mind was loud. Jason’s broken voice echoed in my head – his plea for me to stay. But it was too late. Too late for him to ask me not to go, too late for him to realize what he had lost. I didn’t want to go back to the party. I couldn’t. I wasn’t ready to see people laughing, drinking, and acting like the world wasn’t crashing down on me. My legs felt weak, my body trembling with exhaustion. The pain in my chest was unbearable. I needed air, I needed to get away. I turned away from the direction of the pool and started walking toward the garden. I had been here before so I knew my way around. With every step, my vision blurred, my legs dragging as if they weighed a thousand pounds. My breathing felt heavy like there wasn’t
AVA'S POV I stared at my reflection in the mirror and was finally satisfied. After what felt like hours of frantic searching, I had finally found a dress that would perfectly complement the earrings. Yes, those earrings – the ones I discovered hidden in Jason's pocket this morning. A pair of delicate and luxurious pearl earrings adorned with diamonds It was created by my favorite designer, Kokichi Mikimoto, one of only five such earrings in the world. Jason is so thoughtful that he would secretly buy the jewelry I like and give it to me as a surprise on our wedding anniversary. Yes, I was sure he would give this gift to me tonight. I kept checking my dress and makeup in the mirror, and couldn't help imagining how stunning I would look in those earrings. My hands smoothed down the fabric of the dress, which clung to my body in a way it hadn't just a few weeks ago. I turned to the side, my eyes drawn to the slight, but unmistakable curve of my abdomen. A secret I had ...
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