Married To A CEO. Omega
Chapter 43 - Thirty-Seven

Chapter 43: Chapter Thirty-Seven

LEO

Erwin is in love with me. So in love that he can no longer make out what is right and what is wrong. And he doesn’t need to spell it out for me to understand. It doesn’t take a genius to understand the look in his eyes when he looks at me. Like we would rather the world burn if it means to have me. Like I am the only home he belongs to and he will never let it crumble.

He loves me and it makes me feel something I never felt. He loves me like the way every person dreams that their partner would. He loves me like the way I once wanted but I long ago gave up on finding that kind of love, since whenever I demanded that kind of love all I got was hate, betrayal and another nightmare.

But now when he is loving me it feels like a dream. A very beautiful one. Like it will all fade away when I wake up in the morning and I will be consumed by my nightmares once more. And I don’t want it. I want to stay in this dream even if it turns into a nightmare. I don’t care as long as it has Erwin in it.

I still can’t figure out the strange tingling feeling inside my chest whenever I spot that younger man. Whenever he calls out my name and whenever he smiles at me. Every time I see him, he makes my heart skip a beat and butterflies in my stomach go wild. What are these unwanted beautiful feelings? What are they to me? To us? I don’t know. I don’t have any idea. All I know is that I am attached to this man.

I can’t breathe when his scent doesn’t linger in my nostrils. I can’t relax when I can’t feel his warmth around me. I can’t even sleep when his arms are enveloping me in them. I have no fucking idea how am I supposed to live if ever the time comes when he is not by my side. I will die in the worst case scenario and I will go crazy in the best case scenario. And they both are as terrible as one can think.

And I have a feeling that the thing I most fear might happen soon. Because Erwin is up to something. Something that he is not telling me about. He has been waking up too late at night after I fall asleep and the maid in my house informed me the other day that Erwin leaves the house just after I am gone and returns before I am home. In one word he is sneaking around. He even has recently started to go to John’s place to teach Steve. But he is not doing anything bad and I know it in my bones. So, I asked him about it. He said he would tell me when the right time comes.

This shit has got my mind hanging in there for the past two months. I even sometimes find myself zoning out thinking about it in the middle of my work. And then my health has been acting weird for a few days now. I feel very nauseating whenever I see or smell food. I even threw up sometimes this week. Erwin didn’t notice it because I didn’t let him but he still is a bit suspicious of my abrupt mood swings.

What the fuck in the world is happening to me?

So, to find out just the question, I left my samples at the hospital for a few tests with Kevin. Now I am walking down the corridor to my best friend’s office to know my test results. Ruth currently has them and called me an hour ago to come and pick them up. So, I told Kevin off and came here alone after work. It honestly doesn’t feel right to have my ex walk around with me the whole fucking day.

"Ruth, I am coming in." I say nonchalantly as I push through the door, not bothering to knock or asking permission first. I couldn’t care less about that.

"I am a doctor." Rut chides as he rolls his eyes, "At least show some dignity."

"Do you mind your manners when you burst into my office?" I scowl, bringing out a chair to get myself seated.

"Well, let us not talk about that right now and mind the business we have in our hands right now." Ruth shrugs it off and his face instantly contours with seriousness as he flips through some documents on his desk that seemingly mine.

"What is it?" I raise my eyebrow in curiosity.

"Well..." Ruth purses his lips and his frown deepens. "We have a problem it seems..."

"What is it?" Annoyance latched into my inquiry. Cold sweats from my hairline as my clammy hand rubs over the other to hide the tension in my joints. "Just spit it out at once, jackass. Am I dying?"

"Certainly it is quite the opposite." Ruth makes a face and I am five seconds late to smack it off.

"What. Do. Mean?" I grit out through my clamped teeth, my heart thumping in my ears.

"Well..." He looks like he has just bitten his tongue, "there is a life growing inside you."

And it stops. Everything around me stops. Even my breathing stops. It suddenly feels like someone has suddenly enveloped me in the warmest hug ever. The tension in my muscles soothes away. And my hand subconsciously drapes over my belly. There is a life in there. Growing as we speak. A life that Erwin and I made. Together.

"W-What did you...?" I trail off. Emotions coiled inside my chest, preventing me from even speaking properly.

"Yes I am not lying." Ruth reassures with a complicated expression on his face, "You are going to give birth to a child five months later. There is no mistake in it. But," Ruth’s brows pinch, "don’t you think it is too early for you guys to have a child? You aren’t married for even four months!"

And this is what he is concerned about. No wonder he is my Ruth for a reason.

"Are you going to take responsibility for the child when it is born?" I ask blankly, "Are you going to be the father of this child when it is born?"

"Ew, no!" Ruth scrunches up his nose to show his distaste on the very idea, "Why would I be the father?!"

"Then why are you complaining?" I croon, "It’s not your child. Erwin let him decide this on his own."

"You are my best friend, so of course I have a saying in your life!" He counters.

"Yeah, yeah." I bunch my head back and forth mockingly, "Let me tell Erwin about John and you and see what opinion he gives."

"W-What do you mean?!" Ruth staggers nervously, "What the hell can that bastard do?!"

"Nothing." I press my lips, "Just lock John up and throw out the keys even if doesn’t do anything to you." I conclude.

"Who the fuck he is to lock up John?!" Anger flares in his green sage eyes.

"His best friend." I chirp pointedly.

And Ruth’s mouth automatically shuts up. After staring at me for a brief second he sigh his defeat, "I can’t win against you can I?" His back falls into his huge revolving chair.

"No." I say indifferently.

"By the way, congratulations." Ruth waves, "Here are your test results. Everything is good." He hands over the file he was just skimming through.

I nod in acknowledgment and walk out of Ruth’s office.

Should I tell Erwin about this just yet or should I wait?

Just like that millions of questions prick my chest. How will Erwin react to this? Will he be happy? Or will he be disappointed? Will he feel the same way that I do? Will he feel special like I do? Will he love the baby as I do even though it hasn’t even been born? Will the baby be able to be his father’s most favorite person in the world just like he is to me when it hasn’t even been a solid hour since I am aware of its existence? Or will his father reject him by saying that he is not ready yet? Will he say that he can’t carry the great responsibility of a father and tell me to abortion?

Will I do it if Erwin tells me to abortion? No. Certainly not. There is a very slim chance that Erwin will ever say this to me but even if he does on the off chance then I will refuse. I will not abandon my child, our child no matter what happens.

My mind is clouded with hundreds of thousands of questions as I enter the empty parking lot. I am so occupied in my thoughts that I don’t sense the danger lurking behind me until it has a handkerchief filled with the sweet smell of chloroform pressed in my mouth firmly. The man’s thick large hand is firmly looped around my throat, preventing me from slipping away and fighting back. But they really didn’t have to think about that possibility since the dose of the chloroform is pretty high, causing my vision to fill with big black beads and my limbs go limp.

I lose my consciousness without even figuring out what’s exactly happening to me.