Married To A CEO. Omega
Chapter 46 - Forty

Chapter 46: Chapter Forty

ERWIN

All of a sudden I feel cold. So cold as dread sinks deeper into my bones and despair starts to gnaw on me. My ear is ringing, my thoughts all scrambled and my chest is squeezing so tightly into a knot that it is depriving all the oxygen from my lungs as I stand there, all my limbs frozen as well as the nerves in my body.

Ruth cusses out aloud, not minding that it is a hospital. His hospital scrubs are soaked in blood too. "Is his uterus okay? I mean, is it damaged?" Ruth asks, worried half to death.

"No." The doctor replies, "His reproduction system is completely fine. So, now if you excuse me." The doctor pats my shoulder sympathetically before walking away. The nurse behind him also shoots me a very sympathetic look before following suit.

I don’t need your fucking sympathy. Just give my child back to me.

I flop in the steel bench of the lobby. Frustration, despair, hate and rage is mixing up in my adrenaline and making a very ugly substance. I rub an exasperated hand over my face.

"Is this why he went to the hospital?" I ask my voice bland. Because there are so many feelings clogging in my chest that my system can’t process which one to show, so it instead chooses to show nothing at all. "Was it because he was pregnant with my child?"

Ruth just stands there and nods his head, "Yes." He whispers.

"W-Was he happy?" My voice cracks as my heart squeezes painfully.

"Yes." Ruth says silently.

And a drop of tear trickles down my cheek. My hands are still on my face preventing anyone from seeing my face. My shoulders shake violently as I break into silent sobs. Tears are falling. They are falling ceaselessly and I have no intention to stop them. I don’t care anymore. My husband is in that observation room, laying limply on the hospital bed, not talking to me. And just now I got to know that I was going to become a father but now there is no child here anymore. I was too powerless to protect them. I let the monsters hunt them and snatch them away from me. I no longer know how to face Leo when he wakes up. When he will tell me what exactly happened to him. When he will blame me for all of this, when he will cry on me.

In my entire life I never felt this helpless, this hopeless. I never felt like someone was tearing that beating lump inside my chest. But I do now. I feel like I am being ripped apart from inside and out. I feel like there is nothing left of me. I have never felt this empty before. This cold.

"Erwin!" John’s voice rings through the empty hallway, "Oh my God." He gasps in horror as his eyes take me and Ruth in. "What happened?" He asks softly, "How is Leo?"

Ruth stands silently in the hallway, not answering John’s questions.

The jerking of my shoulders smoothen a little when John sits beside me and rubs my back gently. Not judging the miserable state I am in. A comforting aura radiating from his body.

"Leo was pregnant." I answer quietly, my voice raspy from all the sobbing and my face is still on my hands, between my shoulders. "But he miscarried. He was severely beaten."

John gasps in horror, "Oh lord..."

And silence stretches between us. I stop my tears from rolling down my cheeks. I can’t break down like this when Leo needs a shoulder to cry on. Who will comfort Leo if I am like this? After all, he is all I have. All I need. All I want. I can’t let him suffer alone. After all, I love him. More than anything else in this god forsaken world.

"Umm, Erwin, I think you should come with me now." John offers warmly, "You are head to toe soaked in blood. You need to get changed and eat something."

"He is right, Erwin." Ruth agrees with John, "Let’s go home for now. Leo will not be awake until the morning anyway."

"No." I say firmly, "You guys can go home. I want to stay here."

"But..." John tries to reason but stalls when he sees the determination gleaming in my eyes. He knows that nothing he says will be able to wane my resolve. "Okay." He gets on his feet, "At least you are coming with me, Ruth?" He asks Ruth.

Ruth just nods in reply.

One hour passes like this. Everything is eerily still. My head is a jungle right now. No coherent thought is coming to me. I lean back and rub my face as a weary groan rips out from my throat. I need to get my shits together.

An abrupt footsteps echo through the still hallway as someone steadily approaches me. My guard instantly hikes up but my shoulders relax when my eyes find John standing a few feet away from me with two bags in his hands. He holds them up and flashes a wide grin.

"Clothes and food for you."

I smile weakly. A little warm flicks in my chest. I am no longer as cold as I was feeling a little while ago because I am not alone any more. I never was. John was always there for me. And he will always be.

He will never leave me alone, will he?

***

I am nodding off beside Leo’s bed, my arms folded across my chest where he is deep in slumber. His breathing is slow and soft. A large ugly purple bruise covering the left side of Leo’s face. This is the only scar that is visible from last night’s kidnapping and it will fade away eventually but will need a bit of time. Other than that he has some minor internal injuries but thankfully they will heal with a bit of care and rest.

Every time I look at his bruised face my heart aches. I can barely suppress the urge to not barrel into the police station and kill that son of a bitch James for raising his fist against my king. But not now. I will do that eventually. I have to take care of Leo first.

A faint rustle jolts me awake from my dozing of state. My spine snaps straight as I whip my head around to look for something amiss. But I don’t find anything out of my except Leo’s eyes open and he is trying to shift his position.

I quickly get off the chair and stand beside him to help him up, "Leo are you..." But my voice dies down when I see the wary look on Leo’s face and how he stiffens to my slight touch, tension tightening his shoulders.

Leo is being wary of me...

"E-Erwin..." Leo gulps to lubricate the dryness in his throat, "did you know about my pregnancy? Did you sell me off to my uncle?" Leo is looking like he is about to burst into tears and right now he will believe whatever I say. He doesn’t want the truth right now all he wants right now is my denial. All he wants right now is I reject the false accusation firmly and envelop him in my arms. All he wants right now is to cry on me and all he wants is me to stay by his side.

And I will do it. I am never leaving him. I will always be by his side. I will make him believe it. And I will never betray his trust.

"No." I shake my head, emotions weighing my ability to talk, "I didn’t know that you were bearing my child inside your womb. I never betrayed you, let alone selling you off. I never...never..." My voice trails off as another sob breaks out from the depth of my chest.

Leo breaks into tears too. He is louder than me. Tears are falling from his eyes like water falling. And I hate this. I want to kiss them away until there is nothing left to shed.

"H-Help me up." Leo hiccups amidst his breakdown. I help him to sit up and he hugs my waist tightly, "I am sorry. I am sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight this is why I thought...I thought...Weah!" Leo wails louder as he rubs his bruised, swollen face against my solid stomach.

I bite my bottom lip and chuckle at this tragic yet cute sight. I bend and hug him tighter, "Hush, hush, don’t cry. I don’t blame you. If it were me, I’d do the same." I kiss the back of Leo’s head before I rest my chin on his head while he bawls his eyes out.

"I am sorry." He sniffs, "I couldn’t protect our child. I am sorry I was a bit too lost. I am sorry."

I shake my head, "No, it’s not your fault. It’s my fault that I wasn’t there when you needed me the most. I am sorry." I whisper, a tear trickles down my cheek and lands on his cheek.

He looks up at me from the tight embrace and his hand reaches out to stroke my cheek. I lean to his warm touch. "Don’t cry. It’s not your fault either. If it was anybody’s fault then it’s James." Anger flares into his dark eyes and it’s almost cute.

I flash a grin through my watery eyes and bring his hand from my cheek to my lips to kiss his palm. I nod.

Leo slowly lays down on the hospital bed and scoots to the corner and pets at the vacant space beside him, indicating to me to lay down beside him. I comply. He scoots into my arms as I do. I pull him closer by his waist. He leans into my embrace as he closes his eyes and exhales my scent and rests his head against my chest. I pull the cover over our body. I rest my chin on his head.

"Leo?" I call out softly.

"Yes?" He responds in the same manner.

"I love you." I whisper.

I can feel Leo’s breath escalate for a beat before he calms down and nods his head in acknowledgement, "Hmm." His beautiful rosy lips tugs into the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen.

I smile too. Though he didn’t say he loves me more, it doesn’t make me a least bit unhappy about it. Because he will say those magical words to me eventually. I will make him say those to me. It’s just a matter of time...