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Chapter 325: Push Arata Push

Chapter 325: Push Arata Push

(Karsten)

Her broken painful voice jagged at my heart. I shouldn’t have left her side today but because of the asshole tied with the chains, I had to.

My hands tightened into balls of steel and I wanted to rip his head off his body for making me miss such essential moments.

Giving him another death glare I told Hades with clenched teeth.

"Take care of him, I need to get to my wife."

"Don’t worry. You go be at our Queen’s side. I will handle everything here."

He handed me a handkerchief to wipe my hands and face. I couldn’t go to the hospital looking like I had just butchered someone. Although there was no time to change my shirt which had blotches of blood splattered on the front.

My feet rapidly moved as I left the dungeon. My car was waiting for me with a substitute driver available.

Before he could open the door for me, I quickly said, "I will drive."

He bowed and respectfully stepped aside. I rammed the Bluetooth device in my ear so I could receive calls directly.

Driving like a madman, I didn’t even care for the red lights. I needed to get to her, hold her hand and ensure she was safe.

Giving birth was an arduous and painful process and I had to be by her side.

I zigzagged through the traffic with a hardened jaw. My phone rang again and the call connected.

It was Ma. "Karsten, where are you? We have arrived at the hospital and Arata is asking for you. She has gone into labour," her frantic voice came, making my heart sink.

She was already in labour. What if the baby came before I got there?

"I am just a few minutes away."

"Hurry! We are in the maternity ward." She added before ending the call.

I hit top speed, and the world blurred around me. Never slowing down, until I arrived outside the hospital and took a sharp cut with my Lamborghini to enter the hospital parking area.

Parking it in the spot, I rushed out like a twister and sprinted towards the maternity ward.

My mind only buzzed with her name and thoughts. ’Hold on, I am coming.’

Opening the doors, I entered and found Ma and Skyla standing together near the entrance, talking. Smiles of relief descended on their faces upon seeing me.

"Go, go. She just went into labour. She needs you." Ma didn’t waste any time meeting me; instead, she pointed towards the corridor where the delivery room was.

My feet were already moving, and the heels of my oxfords thumped against the clean marble floor of the hospital.

"It’s the second one," she called from behind me. I nodded but kept running.

Pushing with both my hands, I opened the double doors and entered the corridor frantically glancing around to find room no. 2.

A nurse saw and immediately recognised me.

"Mr Toledo, this way." She guided me forward, and I followed. She pushed open the door of room no.2, and Arata’s scream welcomed me.

My heart leapt out of my chest and into my mouth. My Phoenix was strong, she didn’t cry or scream easily, meaning this labour was pushing all her boundaries.

This was going to be harder than anticipated, and I knew she had refused to take an epidural.

The glass partition separated us as she was lying on the other side of it. My feet shuffled, my head spun as I rounded the glass partition and she came into view.

Sprawled on the bed with her legs spread so wide, clad only in one of those hospital gowns I hated so much.

Her shoulder-length vermilion hair, half matted on her forehead and neck from the sweating. Machines had been hooked to her, their monitors were beeping and showing different charts and lines.

Her doctor was positioned between her legs while another was monitoring her stats. A nurse held a small glass with some fluid in it.

For a second, the floor seemed to have swallowed my feet, and I couldn’t move, seeing such a scene unfolding in front of me.

I had just walked out of punching a man until his face was unrecognisable and didn’t even blink but this—this was too much for me.

"Karstennnn!" Her painful voice had some sense knocking into me. "You are here....Thank God....you are here," she cried out, her shaking hand reaching towards me.

I rushed to be by her side.

"I am here, my Phoenix." My trembling hand reached out and wiped away the damp hair and sweat from her forehead. With my other hand, I clutched her right one in mine.

Cold, her hand was cold and sweaty. It closed against mine like a mousetrap. She squeezed so hard as the doctor said, "Now, push. I can see the head."

So she had just begun—this was going to be a long, painful process, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready for this. But I had to be.

I pressed against her wet forehead, and her determined eyes flew towards me. I held her unwavering but slightly afraid gaze.

"Push, Arata. Let’s meet our baby," I encouraged.

She filled her lungs and Dr Alvia’s voice came. "Hold your breath in and give a push."

She obeyed but her mouth flew open and a scream tumbled out, piercing my heart like a shard of glass.

I tightened my hold on her hand and turned towards the doctor with my forehead furrowed and eyes narrowed. "Can’t we give her something for the pain?"

The doctor shook her head with a flattened mouth. "The safest option is an epidural and Arata refused it."

"I....can...do it," Arata’s determined voice came, "Just stay with me."

"I am not going anywhere." Leaning in, I placed my lips on the top of her head and felt her shaking. "You can do it, my beautiful wife. You are the bravest woman."

"Push, Arata." The doctor instructed again and my hands held her tightly, my eyes closed as she let out another scream and followed through.

The nurse handed me the container of the fluid and instructed me to give her sips in between.

Minutes ticked by or maybe hours, I lost track of time. My heart ached so painfully seeing her in such a condition.

Arata was right when she said she only wanted three babies. Seeing her like that, I had begun to think, we could be satisfied with one.

I couldn’t see her like this again. She was a mess of tears and sweat. I couldn’t even see what was going to come out of her body.

"One more push, Arata. We are almost there.

Too many screams, too many emotions and with literal sweat and blood, my wife gave one final push, and the doctor reached out to receive our baby.

"There you are, little one," her excited and pleased voice came.

Arata collapsed back in the bed and my arms went around her as I just held her to my heart. She sobbed into my chest, clearly exhausted from the ordeal.

"You did well. I am so proud of you," my words came out choked with emotion. My lips rested on her cold temple.

And then I heard a tiny cry, the cry of our baby and my eyes darted in the direction of the creature we had made together.