Chapter 87: You will be fine After examination and all tests carried out, the doctor Fabrice revealed, his face turning sour, "I'm afraid to say, but I think your wife is having a miscarriage. Discerning from the blood loss and cramps, I don't think it's a completed one." Immediately, color drained from Aiden's face. He stared at his wife in disbelief, then at the young doctor. He breathed, "A miscarriage?" In truth, Aiden had no idea about Elsie's pregnancy. He felt hurt and sad about hearing about it now. Still, he did not want to be judgmental at the time when she needed him the most because he knew how much Elsie craved another child. The doctor nodded solemnly, "Given the trauma she has endured, this is not entirely unexpected. We will need to carry out more tests before we can continue. She might need a D&C." Elsie looked up at Aiden, her eyes glistening with tears. "A baby?" she whispered, her free hand trembling as it moved to her abdomen. "I...I didn't
Chapter 88: I Don't Forgive You In that moment where April stepped into the room, the scent of perfume washed over the room. On the grey couch across the bed, Eldon played with his toys in a low murmur. Coincidentally, he raised his head when April darted her gaze to him, and their eyes met. Recalling the moment when April had scolded him when his mother went missing, fear held him captive. He dropped his toy and ran to his mother's side by the bed. His fidgeting as he climbed on the bed woke Elsie, who was just testing her eyes. "Mom, that bad aunt is here again," he mumbled, laying his head on his mother's arm. Elsie's eyes fluttered open, and she greeted April with a disdainful tone. "What are you here for? Do you want to rub salt in my wounds?" "Don't worry, I am very thick-skinned. I won't leave so easily." Undeterred, April maintained a sweet facade as she lifted a basket of fruit and settled it on the fridge, cooing, "I brought you fruits." "Than
Chapter 89: You are perfect Flashback ____ Outside in the garden, the blue sky was dotted with fluffy white clouds that drifted lazily in the gentle breeze.The blazing midday sun shone relentlessly on the hikers. In the garden, Elsie sat across Aiden as she ate a red velvet cake while he scribbled down something. It was the first time he was home for work early, she she decided they spent it in the garden. "Gosh, you are so perfect," Elsie said, her voice dripping with admiration as she gazed at Aiden with loving eyes. Her eyes glided around his exquisite features. "I am not," Aiden replied, his tone matter-of-fact as he met her gaze steadily. "You are! I think God was playing favorites when he created you," Elsie insisted, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I am not perfect, Elsie," Aiden stated firmly, a slight furrow in his brow. Elsie paused for a moment, her brow furrowing slightly. "Okay. Tell me, what is the worst thing
Chapter 90: I want to forget One evening, Aiden strode into the room after a long day at work and spotted Elsie seated by the window, her eyes intently focused on the book in her hands. He acknowledged her presence with a warm smile, which she returned, her expression softening ever so slightly. Aiden's heart swelled with a glimmer of hope, yearning for things to improve between them. Even though Elsie had not been sleeping in their shared bedroom, she would spend the majority of her days there, until retreating to the room she now shared with Eldon at night. Feeling the exhaustion of the day weighing on him, Aiden made his way to the bathroom, eager for the comfort of a warm shower. As he turned on the faucet, the soothing sound of the cascading water filled the air. His mind, however, remained preoccupied with Elsie's sorrow-stricken face, and endless possibilities raced through his thoughts, all centered on how he might coax a genuine smile back to her lips.
Chapter 91: I Love you The next morning, Aiden was awoken by the sound of the shower from the bathroom door that was left ajar. Panic took over him, and he skipped out of bed in his boxers, scrambling to the bathroom. There he found Elsie in the robe, staring at her stomach through the reflection. He remembered the night after the D&C, she had only stared at her stomach and cried. Even though he hated himself for asking a question he already knew the answer to, he still implored, "Are you okay?" This got her attention, and she swatted her gaze to him. She broadened her lips, which stretched to mimic a smile, but it failed miserably. "I am fine," she said. Cursing underneath his breath, Aiden went over
Book two of the ' Second Chance Séries ' ** Chapter one ; I got my Revenge In the basement laid a young woman in her late thirties, barely unconscious, on a filthy mattress. She had a jagged scar running from her left eyelid to the right side of her face. Her nose was bleeding profusely, and her face was pale. One could hardly hear the words leaving her mouth as multiple men assaulted her. It happened every day for ten years. That was how long she had been stuck, maybe. It was karma paying her for her deeds. Suddenly, an urge to vomit knocked, but rather than puking on this man, she swallowed it because she never knew when her next meal would be and had not eaten anything for several days. "Omg, it's my tenth time, and she is still so tight." The leader of this abuse was Henry Rowan, and the woman was Elsie Ross. He looked haggard twice older than a man in his late fifties, his clothes were torn and wrinkly , had gone completely bald. His once good teeth turned ye
* Chapter 2: I won't spare you "I... Henry..hen.." " Are you so in love with him that you are thinking about him when you're with me? " His rough, angry voice echoed in her room as the sound made by the bed because of their activity became louder. The pain and immense pleasure forced her eyes open. They found the man on top of her and froze. It could not be. Could it? She was in her ex-husband's bedroom. How was that possible? Didn't he die along with her in that cold and dirty basement? She blinked the tears out of her eyes, and asked in a doubtful tone " Aiden?" "Yeah" Aiden responded as he slowed down, his grey-colored eyes met her caramel ones. She glanced over his well-chiseled jawline and his tousled golden brown hair. A spark-like electricity went through her spine just like the first day met. She was confused. Isn't he dead? Was this a dream or a memory? "Aiden Scott?" She jerked up and questioned. "The one and only. Who do you t
Chapter 3; Have you drugged him? The handsome little boy rushed in his school uniform holding his backpack. He was the mini version of his father except for his caramel-colored hair and striking blue eyes.Elton hugged his father's leg " Good morning Dad." Placing a hand on the boy's back, Aiden's face lit with joy "Good morning Eldon. How was your night?" The little lad shrugged and then took his father's hand "It was good. I have something to show you." They sat on the bed. The little lad's curious eyes assessed the environment. He wrinkled his nose at the scattered bed, clothes on the floor, and strange smell in the room. At this point, it did not matter. He was rather nervous about his upcoming recital. Eldon wiped his face with the back of his hand. After rummaging his backpack he brought out a green paper, " Dad, this is my recital. Our teacher said we should write about our favorite parent." Pride warmed his chest at the paragraph his son wrote. At ab