Chapter 3) Noodles.

Before I could process what was going on, I saw Nathan leaving with Valentina, with his hand holding tightly onto hers.

When was the last time he ever held onto my hand like that?

I remember.

He has never really held onto my hand before, except during our wedding day.

Our pitiful wedding day that only family members attended. I didn't forget how dull, lifeless and empty the hall looked.

“My legs are weak, Natty. The doctor advised me to get enough rest. I don't think I can continue to walk”. Valentina said with a pitiful look on her face. Tears escaped from her innocent-looking eyes.

I could tell right away that she was a pretentious bitch.

She rested her head on Nathan's shoulder.

My own husband's shoulder.

I wanted to go out there and push her off my husband, but people would definitely think that I was crazy. After all, they had no idea that Nathan was my husband.

With a bit of hope in my heart, I had expected Nathan to push Valentina off him, just like he had always done with me, but what a fool I was, right?

Not only did he not push her away, but he tenderly wiped the tears in her eyes and carried her in his strong arms. He also looked at her with deep care in his eyes. A look he had never for once showed me.

Nathan left with Valentina.

Naturally, the crowd dispersed from the hallway and followed them outside.

I walked to the window and stood there, looking outside the hospital.

I waited patiently and saw Nathan walk out of the hospital with Valentina still in his arms. Many paparazzis who had appeared out of the blue were busy taking pictures of them.

Nathan carried Valentina all the way to his car and put her inside his car, in the front seat next to the driver's seat to be precise.

“So he is capable of being this gentle, but never to me?”. I gritted my teeth and felt a wave of jealousy burn in my heart.

It was unbearable.

He hasn't returned home for the past two weeks. Since that night that he gave me a divorce document. But here he was, only focused on taking care of her. Was she more important than me, his wife, who was pregnant with his flesh and blood?

I was very bitter. The discomfort I felt earlier was absolutely nothing compared to what I was feeling now.

I was weak, speechless, confused. Everyone was like a dream to me. A dream I wish to wake up from.

“Ahem”.

Someone cleared their throat behind me, and I saw the doctor. He had returned with a white plastic bag in his hand.

The plastic bag had a hospital’s cross symbol at its center.

I knew that what was inside the plastic bag was the medicines that he had prescribed for me.

“Please come and sit on the bed, Mrs Adira”. He said to me after putting the plastic bag aside on a chair.

I glanced outside once more, but Nathan and Valentina had long left.

I went to do as the doctor had said and sat on the bed, where he began to examine my body for the second time.

It took him a while, but he was finally done and nodded at himself about something.

“You are good to go, Mrs Adira. You and your baby are going to be alright. But make sure you take care of your health for the sake of your baby. Don't be reckless with your health again”. He advised me, and went to pick up the plastic bag from the chair and gave it to me.

He added, “There is a written note inside the plastic bag together with your medicines. It contains instructions on how to drink your medicine. Make sure not to skip drinking any of your medicine. And in case you feel any discomfort in your stomach again, make sure you return to the hospital or any other nearby hospitals”.

I nodded at him as I replied to him, “Thank you, doctor”.

I stood up from the bed and left the ward. After I went to pay my fees, I returned home, and as I had expected, Nathan was not there.

Because of what happened between him and Valentina, I thought about going to search for him wherever he was. But, the thought of me over stressing myself and hurting my child in the process, I waved off those thoughts from my mind.

I arrived in the living room and left the things in my hands, my purse and the plastic bag, on the table and went to the kitchen. I was too weak to make any food, so I went for one of the easiest foods there was. Noodles.

But since I was going to drink some medicine, I made use of fresh tomatoes and eggs to prepare the noodles.

In less than 15 minutes, I finished cooking the noodles and transferred the noodles to a ceramic bowl, before going to the living room with it, also carrying a full glass of water in my other hand.

I waited for the noodles to become warm before I ate it all, while thinking about my unborn baby.

I waited for some minutes before I drank my medicine and went upstairs to the bedroom, where I laid on the bed and slept off after picking up my cell phone from the floor.