Married To A CEO. Omega
Chapter 63 - Fifty-Three

Chapter 63: Chapter Fifty-Three

LEO

"How is he?" I rush out, not moving an inch from my spot as if my feet have rooted themselves in that place.

"Thankfully not too bad considering the viciousness of an accident he got into." Ruth says, professionalism pouring out from his every attribute with a hint of relief. "He has very good luck to count on."

"What do you mean?" I arch a brow, not quite understanding what he is talking about.

"I mean, this man is almost unscathed and that’s because of his extremely quick witted decision and luck." Ruth explains in an easy way, "When the two cars were about to clash he moved away from his seat to the passenger seat in a matter of seconds. In the process he sprained his ankle and hit his head. It caused him to lose his consciousness"

All of a sudden I feel like a large burden has lifted from my chest and I can breathe again though the worry and fear still lingers. "Thank God." I mutter underneath my breath, "B-But how do you know that?"

"Common sense." Ruth shrugs his shoulders, "The driver seat is usually on the left and he was rescued from the right then again the left side was completely crushed. Do you know what it means? It means if he was still sitting on that seat then he would end up like..." He tails off and a hint of grief flares in his green eyes.

He doesn’t really finish the sentence because it’s obvious that if Erwin still had sat on that seat then he would have ended up like Alice. A storm of cold shivers jolt down my spine. Every single hair in my body rises. An unbearable fear consumes my mind and my breath trembles.

Ruth notices my reaction and pets my shoulder, "But it’s all okay now, Leo." He tries to comfort me, "He is fine now. He can be discharged as soon as he wakes up. There’s no need to be afraid anymore."

I nod as I grit my teeth to control the adrenaline coursing through my veins. They should have subsided already but they are not obeying any command from me anymore. "Can I go in?" I ask.

"Alright." Ruth answers.

I drag a stool and sit beside Erwin’s bed. It hurts to look at him. My heart aches when I think about how I am the reason he is in this state now. All because of me. I know this is the work of Jean. But I don’t have any evidence and I know I will not get one since it is plotted by him. I have inherited this perfectionist trait from him after all.

Even if I hate to admit it, he is a live example of perfection no matter which field of work he is doing. So am I. I learned it from him. He does everything with everything with utter perfection and I know this crime is one of them. I won’t find any evidence or clues even if I work my butt off. It will all be futile and this is what pains me more.

I can’t do anything for my queen. The most precious piece for me in the chase board. He was about to be eliminated from this game, from my life because of me. I couldn’t keep him safe... it’s all my fault.

The rim of my eyes reddens. As the thought of him leaving me crosses my mind over and over again. I can bear to live even if he is away from me but I can’t bear to live a life without him in it. I need to do something about it. I need to keep him safe even if it means that I will no longer be happy. I want him to live and it will be my happiness. I will watch him from afar and be content with it. But the thing is will I really be? Will I really be able to stay away from this man? When I have given him the largest piece of me? The answer is obvious. No.

But it doesn’t change the reality. It doesn’t change the fact that at the end of the day I was the reason he got hurt. Even if I never meant to but I did anyway. I showcased him as the most important thing in my life and made them go for him. If I just pretended as I should...then maybe it wouldn’t turn out like this. Maybe he wouldn’t get hurt and I wouldn’t leave feeling like this. Like...like a criminal.

I jolt as I feel a warm touch rests over my hand. I look up from my lap. Erwin is looking at me with the warmest gaze I have ever seen to exist. It is making my resolve trembling but I can’t be more selfish than I already am. "You are awake." I rasp.

"I am sorry..." He whispers as he takes the oxygen mask off, "I couldn’t keep my promise."

My heart squeezes and I bite my bottom lip to control the tear that is about to stream down my cheek and shake my head. "It’s not your fault." I squeak, "It’s my fault."

Erwin arches a brow, not understanding what I am meaning to say and I must admit nor do I. "What do you mean? How is it your fault? What are you talking about, Leo?" His tone hardens and he squeezes my hand.

"It’s my fault that you got hurt." My voice cracks, "My fault that you...you were dragged into this dirty field of power struggle."

"Do you know who did it?" Erwin’s frown deepens.

I shake my head and lie, "No." And I know he is not buying it.

"It’s Jean, isn’t it?" I flinch. I expected him to be quick witted but I didn’t expect him to be this fast. Just how much does he know?

My reaction gives me away, "I don’t know..."

Erwin growls. "Leo, are you scared that he will do something to me?"

"I am not scared." I counter, "I am certain that he will if you keep standing by my side. He will break my shield first and then go for me. It’s common sense!"

"I know!" Erwin returns, "I know why Jean is coming for me but it doesn’t mean it’s your fault, Leo! You have nothing to do with it. You are innocent!"

"No, you are wrong!" Tears start to swell in my eyes but I bite them back, "If I didn’t marry you. If I-I didn’t fall in love with you. If I didn’t make you my world then they wouldn’t come to ruin my world! Why don’t you understand?!"

Erwin stalls for a moment, clearly moved, his eyes round, "L-Leo you_"

"Let’s get divorce, Erwin." My tone changes and my expression hardens, "We need to end this."

Erwin freezes. It takes him a few good moments to fully recover from what I said just now, "W-What are you talking about, Leo? You are my husband. We can’t just end it like this!"

"I know! I know! I fucking know!" I bellow, as I snatch my hand away from his grip, "Know we can’t just end like this! But we have to! I don’t want you dead! I fucking love you! So, please..."

"Leo, you are getting it all wrong!" Erwin tries to reason with me, "This is exactly what Jean wants! He wants to tear us apart from each other! You are just walking in on his trap!"

"I don’t fucking care if it’s a trap or not!" I kick up from the stool, "I don’t fucking care if it’s what Jean wants! If I don’t leave you now then you will end up dead! And I will be the fucking reason for that! And I don’t want it. I will send you the necessary papers and shits. Just sing them and break free from all this shit. I know you want money and I will give you that. So once we are divorced, please leave the country. Please..."

I storm out of the room, ignoring all the calls and yells from Erwin. He is hurt and so am I. I feel like someone is tearing that beating lump inside my chest and squeezing my lungs so hard that they are gonna burst.

It feels like hundreds of thousands of blades are invading my heart and making my legs go weak. I barrel into the restroom of the hospital and lock the door. My knees meet the solid floor board then cry my heart out.

It hurts. It hurts. IT HURTS!

I can’t breathe. There is something in my throat. Preventing me from even breath. All my coherent thoughts has died down and the only thing that is looping in my mind the words I said to Erwin just a moment ago. I hurt him. And more than that I hurt myself. And now those words are haunting me. And I know they will do the same for the rest of my life.

They know too well that it is impossible for me to live without that alpha.