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4. Secrets And Desperation!

Author: Chin-nua
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-13 04:08:57

IVY

The next place I found myself was in a dark room. I don't have any idea how I got there as the last thing I remembered was Santos and Chris lifting me.

I attempted to stand up but couldn't. My hands and legs were tied to an unknown place. This was when I realized that this was more than what I thought.

"Where am I?" Rhetorical questions started flowing out of my mouth as I kicked my legs and penetrated my body for an escape but couldn't escape.

"Somebody help me! Help... Somebody please help me!" I screamed with my deepest tone but no help was coming- only my voice echoing in the background.

I stopped screaming when I heard some footsteps. They became louder... Wait! The footsteps were approaching me.

"Who is there? Who the heck are you?" I sounded rudely but the footsteps just kept approaching me but finally stopped. I could feel that someone was standing before me, not just someone- but someone I know too well.

"Just tell me right now, who you are, you don't know me and you won't like it when I tell you who I am..." I threatened but the person pulled a trigger and pointed it right on my face. I yelped in fright. This was no longer a child's play! This is SERIOUS.

"Will you keep quiet or you die?" A muscular voice echoed. That voice was not ordinary, I knew him.

"Lysander?" I called out and the lights went on. That was Lysander pointing a gun straight to my face. I don't know why he was doing that but his face was so doomed like something terrible happened.

"What's the meaning of all these, Xander? Why did you tie me to this wall? And where are we?" I inquired, my voice trembling in fear.

He squatted and looked straight to my face, his eyes darting around my body with rage, he inquired "I will ask you for the last time, Ivy. Why did you stab Cameil?"

I swallowed some spits as I shook in so much fear. I can tell that Lysander was ready to kill me if he was asked to and he just asked me a question that he won't believe my answer.

"Answer me, Ivy! Why did you stab Cameil in her belly knowing very well that she's pregnant?" Lysander's voice added but this time, it came with a lot of echoing.

"I didn't stab, Cameil! She did that to herself..." I responded but Lysander stood up with a yell "Liar! You are lying to my face even after seeing you stab her with my two eyes! I saw you stabbing Cameil. I saw the knife in your hands, you did that to her..."

"You saw the knife with me because she threw it on my body!" I cut him off, my voice still trembling as usual.

"And now, she lost her baby! She lost my only child you goddamn FOOL!" Lysander yelled with an uproarious voice and I shook my head vigorously. "NO, Xander! Camel wasn't even pregnant! She has been lying to you all these while and even did this to herself just to see it as a cover to defend herself from being actually pregnant... Believe me, Xander, she's a big-time liar!"

I was still shaking in fear while I uttered all these- hoping for him to believe me but he only looked at me with so much disgust. I've never seen that amount of disdain in his eyes before.

I can testify that Lysander doesn't love me but at the same time, he hasn't looked at me like this before even when he was mad. With the way he stared at me, he saw me as a murderer and one thing about him is that he hates Murderers because his dad was also MURDERED.

Lysander stepped back a bit and clicked the trigger "An eye for an eye and a life for a life! You killed my unborn child, I will have to take yours...."

He was about to release the bullets When someone opened the door. It was a doctor, Mr Yaren. He is the chief Doctor of Lysander's hospital, meaning we are in a hospital.

"Mr. Steel, the patient has lost a lot of blood and needs immediate transfusion. Studies have it that her blood group was out of blood bank and we need immediate blood transfusion ASAP..."

Mr Yaren halted and looked at me before continuing "Miss Cameil shares the same blood group with Mrs Steel. With your permission, can we have a blood transfusion?"

"No need for my permission! Take her with you and secret as many pints of blood as you want, I don't care. Just make sure that my wife is alive!" Lysander responded and I shook my head in fear.

If I'm not mistaken, Mrs Karen told me to stay away from any SURGICAL activities or TRANSFUSION as it may hinder the life of my unborn child.

If this procedure goes on, I will lose my baby!

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