Semua Bab Chasing My Ex-wife Back : Bab 121 - Bab 130

RUBYNo.No way.I couldn't be happened.Wyatt couldn't be injured and bleeding.No way.However, as much as I affirmed myself with those words, the reality struck me and tossed me to the deepest hole. Wyatt was hurt and unconscious."What happened?" It was Mom's voice.But I couldn't bring my head up. All I saw was bloodstain on my hands.It was Wyatt's.No.I wasn't sure for how long I stayed like this, stunned and disconnected. I only knew that my son was safe in Mom and Dad's hands so I could focus on regaining everything.I gulped as my sight became more blurry from tears. It had been blurred the moment I saw Wyatt's body lying helplessly on the road. But now, I could not hold it any longer.A hand landed on my shoulder, forcing me to divert my focus from my agony to the person, whose look as despairing as me. Mom."Austin is in William's hand. You can cry now."And it was the button. The despairing sobs escaped my throat uncontrollably. I broke off.I was crying in her arms, let

RUBY"Are you sure you want to see daddy?" I asked my son before we entered Wyatt's room. The door still closed as I didn't want him to walk pass it before he wasn't fully ready.Austin nodded, but I could spot hesitation in it, so I asked again."Daddy is in a bad condition. Very bad. Can you hold that?" I concerned about him. Clearly, I avoided to add more stress to his traumatized state.His eyes fixated on the door then he nodded.However, I couldn't bear to see the scene, even though he seemed determined with his choice. Thus, I crouched down to level our gazes. "Are you sure, sweetheart?" I asked one last time.Austin didn't asnwer and merely stared at me. But suddenly, he moved closer, hugging me. "Yes, Mommy. I want to see daddy." And spoke to me with his little voice which sounded more steady than me.I glanced at Helen and Allan who were standing behind Austin. Helen nodded and Allan did the same through his gaze. It was everyone supporting Austin."Okay." I said after a whi

RUBYIt had been five days since the accident, but Wyatt's was still peaceful in his sleep no matter how many times I begged him to wake up. He ignored her as if her pleas were lullabies, accompanying him to sleep more.No. It shouldn't be like that. He had to get up, not to fall deeper into his dream."It's Wednesday, and you have been sleeping for five days already. Aren't you tired of sleeping? Don't your body ache from lying on the bed for too long? You need to move your body, strecthing, running, or just walking. I will exercise with you. I promise. But you have to wake up first. You know, there's a due date for the promise, or it will get expired before you use it." Another monologue in the morning as I visited the hospital for the shift change with Mom and Dad.Of course, I came with Austin. He had seated himself on the sofa, rummaging his ransel and picking out of his stuff one by one. Two books, two car toys, and Legos. They were for accompanying him waiting for his daddy to

WYATTIt was darkness.Wherever I saw was darkness. No light at all. Not even a point of it.But I heard voices. Familiar voices that kept me waiting for them to come again and again. That shoved away all the fears from the darkness until I found it. A dim light, which I followed and then brought me back to the reality.I was lying in a hospital bed, body stiff.Then a pair of clear blue eyes met me even before I could utter something."Daddy." And beat me for this as well.I forced a smile out although my cheeks were hurt from twitching. However, grateful was above anything else. I could see my son again, and I couldn't be happier than this.Oh, I remembered what happened before darkness took over me. I was trying to save Austin from a biker directing to him. But it hit me instead and all I felt was grateful that I succeeded and my son was safe. Then, it was dark.I tried to move my right hand. But the pain shot me right away, causing me to flinch and observing it only to find it was

RUBYPeople often said that I was a resemblance ofy mother. The hair, the face, the smile... All was almost like my mother when he was young, except for the eyes. I have a pair of hazel eyes instead of dark brown of my mother's."Your resemblance. Seemed like the fate had brought me to you."The memory of those days instantly flowed inside my head. The only resemblance to me was my mother. "Do you know my mother?"Nicolas stared at me meaningfully. "Grace? Yes. I know your mother so well."My heartbeat faster as many questions formed in my mind as well as an impossible theory.However, my focus was diverted to his movement when he took something out of his pocket. It was a letter."Here. It's the last contact I have with Grace."I was initially hesitant. But then my hand moved to take it and started to open the letter that looked old.There was a handwriting.My mother.Dear Nicolas,I hope this letter finds you well. This is Grace, the love of your life from the past.How are you? I'