Chapter Thirty–One
Kyle’s POV
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The air inside the hospital was thick and suffocating with the scent of antiseptics and the unseen tension pressing against my chest. My fists clenched and unclenched at my sides, my nails digging into the flesh of my palms as I paced the corridor. My heart thudded violently against my ribs, every pulse and seconds feeling like an eternity.
Ava was in there, giving birth to a child that could be mine or not mine. One I didn’t know existed until a few hours ago.
The very thought sent a chill running down my spine, confusion, fear, and even anger twisted like a noose. around my throat, strangling me from within. I hadn’t known. I hadn’t even considered she was pregnant with a child, not once. And now… now she was in there, fighting for her life, fighting for her child’s life, and I could do nothing.
The guy who had been with her earlier stood a few feet away, his back against the wall and his phone pressed to his ear. His mere presence made my skin boil with anger and jealousy, but what irritated me more was the way he kept flicking his gaze toward me whenever he thought I wasn’t looking, scrutinizing me as if I were some kind of intruder. As if I didn’t belong here.
Maybe I didn’t. But who the hell was he?
Then….my gaze slammed back to him.
Could he be…?
The possibility gnawed at me, making my heart twitch. Is the baby his? The baby could be his. That thought
alone sent a sickening wave of fury and spitefulness burning through my veins. Ava had been with him since
they left her apartment. Could he be her lover? How long? Was it immediately after we separated? I can’t
believe this. Was our marriage that easy to put behind that she got pregnant not even a month after our
separation?
How did that even happen? The doctor had confirmed that she couldn’t give birth because her body couldn’t
handle the stress. It was deemed risky; yet here she was, about to give birth. She was pregnant, even though
she hadn’t even conceived after the doctor’s warnings when she was with me. But now? How could this be
possible?
The anger and betrayal that consumed me were so intense that I found myself striding toward the guy, the air
in the corridor thick with tension.
“Is he yours?” I demanded, my voice rough and edged with barely suppressed rage.
The guy lowered his phone, his expression unreadable. “Excuse me?”
“The child,” I hissed. “Is he yours?”
He met my gaze head–on, the corner of his lips tilting up in a way that made my blood boil. “And wh.. if he is?
”
My body tensed, my fingers curling into fists at my sides. But it wasn’t just anger, it was something else. Something raw and terrifying clawed at my insides, making my chest ache in ways I couldn’t understand. The
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moment he spit out those words, the confirmation hit me like a lightning bolt.
The child wasn’t mine. It was his?
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If there was any doubt in my mind, it had grown huge. His response confirmed what I had feared and hoped not to be true at the same time. This wasn’t my son; it meant Ava really let go of our past like it was just dust behind her shoe, while I remained tied to it like a damn coil. She gave birth to a child knowing she wasn’t strong enough for that.
My vision blurred with rage. I couldn’t decipher what and why exactly I was angry but before I could think or stop myself, I grabbed the front of the guy’s shirt, slamming him against the wall with a force that made him
grunt.
“You knew,” I snarled, my voice trembling. “You knew about Ava’s health. You knew she wasn’t that strong, yet you let her go through this?”
The guy’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t push me off. His hands remained at his sides, his eyes burning with something I couldn’t quite place. “She made her choice.” he shot back, voice low and lethal. “She did what any mother would do. She protected her child. Our child” His lips curled slightly at that “And she never hesitated nor doubted her decision, not once.”
My grip faltered for a fraction of a second, but I didn’t let go. The way he said those words, “our child,” felt like he was happy to say that to my face. And boy, did that piss me off, so much that I could have blown up his face. My heart constricted painfully, fueling the anger and pain inside me. I had never thought or imagined Ava having a child with another man. It had always been our dream. Ours. But now, it was hers and another man’s dream. I didn’t know which hurt more.
“If she doesn’t come out of that operating room alive,” I gritted, leaning into the guy’s face with a threatening gaze. “I swear to God, I will never let you go,” I whispered, my voice shaking with barely contained fury. “I don’t care what it takes. I don’t care how much I have to lose. If anything happens to her…”
“She’s not yours to protect,” the guy interrupted coldly, his calmness infuriating me. “You lost that right the day you chose to let her go, so get off me before I make this my business.”
She’s not yours to protect.
The words struck me so deep it could bleed, but before I could respond, a nurse suddenly rushed out of the door that led to the main operating room. Before I or the other guy could register her presence, she brushed past us in a blur of urgency.
“Hey,” the guy called, pushing me away. “What’s going on? How is she?”
However, the nurse barely spared him or mo
cradled in her arms.
a glance before disappearing down the hallway with something
The guy cursed under his breath, sending me a glare.
I wasn’t too shaken to react, instead, I let out a shaky breath and lowered myself onto the chair, burying my face in my palms. The pressure in my chest was unbearable now. If anything happened to her…
No. I couldn’t think like that. Nothing would happen to her. She is fine, I tried to calm myself, but that didn’t stop the fire burning in my chest. I was so scared and angry at the same time that I couldn’t pinpoint what exactly I felt.
A sudden commotion broke through the tenses silence, and I lifted my head in time to see a blur of
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movement rushing toward us.
Phoenix.
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She was running, her face flushed and her hair disheveled as she skidded to a stop in front of the guy. She didn’t notice me at first; her focus was entirely on him, her hands grabbing at his arms, her voice shaking
“Elson…”
Oh, that’s his name. Elson
“….What happened? Where’s Ava? Is she okay? What the hell happened!?” She demanded in a rush, her
breaths uneven.
Elson opened his mouth to respond, his expression weary but with a sharp edge as he locked his gaze onto mine. Just then, Phoenix turned her head slightly to follow his gaze, and her eyes landed on me.
And just like that, hell broke loose.
Her eyes widened before narrowing into pure fury, her entire body went rigid like a coil on the verge of
snapping.
“You.”
She didn’t say my name. Just that one word, laced with so much venom and hatred that it could’ve burned through even the toughest steel.
I barely had a second to react before she was charging toward me, jabbing a furious finger into my chest. “What the hell are you doing here?!” she screamed, her voice echoing down the hallway. “Haven’t you done
enough?!”
I gritted my teeth, my hands fisting at my sides.
“Phoenix…”
“Don’t you dare say my name like we’re friends,” she hissed. “Why are you here? To make her suffer again?” her voice went low then went high again. “Ava was fine. She was fine until you showed up! You and that piece of a jerk! I knew he could never change and was going to involve you no matter what. If only she had…..” She paused, shutting her eyes only for a brief moment.
Yeah, it’s obvious she was referring to Aiden but although he threw the hint, the one who led me to Ava was her, but I wouldn’t tell her that, not like she would allow me to speak with the way she was shouting to my
face.
“You ruined her life, and now you dare to show your face and make her suffer all over again? Really? Are you
that cruel?”
I flinched.
Her words hit deep, slicing through the thin flesh of my heart. Is that what I have been reduced to for Ava?
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People were starting to stare, nurses and doctors pausing in their steps, their gazes darting betwe clenched my jaw, forcing my emotions into a tight pouch inside my chest. Arguing here would do no good. Phoenix was a beacon for trouble, replying to her would only fuel her like petrol.
Maybe I should leave for now and come back later. But I didn’t want to go. I wanted to know if both Ava and my…her child were okay. I needed to know if truly the child wasn’t mine. I needed to know at least that, but
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one glance at Phoenix, whose eyes were filled with fury, made me decide to leave and return when things were hopefully calmer. However, just as I turned to go, the door leading to the operating room swung open
once again.
A doctor stepped out, pulling off his surgical mask. His expression was neutral and professional, but the tightness in his posture made my stomach sink.
“Ava?” Phoenix choked out before anyone else could speak. “How is she?”
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