29Hunter let go of the coat and faced Claire, making Zara's teeth grit together.He was in a state of shock, his eyebrows flew high as he stared at her. Hunter walked towards her. He wanted to open his mouth and speak but the bewilderment he felt at what he was seeing left him speechless.A hand of his lifted and cupped her cheek. He felt bones under his touch. Her skin was highly cold and to irk him, she was wearing a thin cropped shirt that exposed her belly. His teeth clenched and a muscle at his jaw quivered. "What the hell have you done to yourself?" He glared at her.It has only been seven days . Just seven days and she lost weight and looked like a woman under depression. "Yeah, right, I did this to myself." Claire smiled sarcastically, her eyes never leaving his. His touch made her uncomfortable. It was blazing and it gave rise to trembles in the pit of her stomach. Before it intensified and spread throughout her body, she stepped back. Hunter fisted his hand and pulled i
30"I told you not to mess with me. But no, you wanted to prove how courageous you are. What happened to that courage? It went down the drain, didn't it?" Claire kept looking at the document in front of her. Even if she had cunning things to say to Zara, it was pointless. The truth was, she had lost. She lost the battle she boastfully jumped in, hoping that she would win because she was the one who was married for two years to the man she was fighting for. It was him who made her lose. So it would be dumb to speak now. She quietly scribbled her signature on the document and dropped the pen on it. "Take my advice, Claire, now if you want to live a peaceful life then don't cross our path. Hunter and I are inseparable. You will only get disappointment and more defeat if you try your luck with my man again." My man? Claire was flummoxed to hear that. Before she reacted with words, both the official and Hunter returned. He looked between her and Zara grimly. As if trying to find wha
31 "There's no need for it. Besides, the ring is useless to her now. Don't think about it." Zara pretended to be sorrowful. She insisted on going after Claire a few times again as she knew Hunter wouldn't allow it. He left her sitting on a chair to make a call. Zara admired the ring he took from Claire with a sinister grin. "This ring costs fortunes. How could I leave it in Claire's possession?" Zara chuckled and kissed the ring as if it was hers. However, when she puts it on, it won't go beyond her middle phalanges no matter how many times she tried. She tried to push it past all tens of her fingers but it wouldn't move an inch beyond that. Perhaps, this was the justice of fate! She may have succeeded in getting her hands on Hunter. She couldn't succeed in taking Claire's place or possession as his wife. "You will fracture your fingers, Zara." Zara gasped at the sudden eruption of his voice. "Hunter, I... I think I've gained weight over the years." She foolishly said a
32Claire was staring at the ceiling, laying like a lifeless body. Her hands rested under her breasts on her ribs, her face drained of color and eyes red. She just emerged from the depths of darkness two minutes ago. She heard people talking outside the closed door of her ward. It grew into a high-pitched argument. She couldn't care less to respond to it though. She kept peering aimlessly at the white ceiling.Then the door parted and someone stepped in. The scent of the person was cognizant and it made her shoulders tremble. However, her face was hard as though it was carved from stone."Claire, you're awake?" The voice broke out, shocked and full of worry.The person walked closer and he hovered over her. Jittery arms enveloped her and sobs were heard beside her head."I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have cursed you. I'm sorry, Claire. I'm sooo fucking sorry."Although Claire's mouth twitched, no tear appeared in her eyes. There was no trace of moist
33 Hunter's heart stopped beating. He was expressionless, thus no one can understand what was happening within. While in reality, he felt like he would never be able to breathe normally again. On the outside, Andrea and Scott saw a man unsympathetically looking at his ex-wife. They saw no remorse, no pain, no affliction for losing his child, talk less of feeling anything for her. "MacIntyre, I will kill you!" A sudden rush of anger lit Scott's eyes. He left Claire's hand and rose to his feet. He curled his fingers, all set to effuse his anger on this man who was also behind Claire's current condition. Scott was about to jump on him and rip his face when his father and a cluster of doctors and nurses walked in. Dominic came between his Ex-son-in-law and son. His hands automatically went on both their chests, keeping them apart. "What is going on here? Haven't we strictly said that only one relative will be inside the ward with the patient? She merely survived a close call wi
34Inside the ward, Claire shook the hazy veil of slumber, feeling a throbbing pain in her left hand. A nurse was massaging her wrist which was swollen from the needle. The nurse smiled before she pointed to her side. "You are lucky to have a brother like him, ma'am. He has not left your side ever since we admitted you to this ward." An appreciative smile made its way on Claire's lips as she cast her gaze towards her left. Scott was snoring with his head on the edge of the bed while holding her hand. How badly she wished to stroke his hair. "Ah!" Claire winced in pain as the nurse applied too much pressure on her hand. It jerked Scott awake. He hastily got up and snatched her hand out the nurses hold as he threw spears of indignation at her. "What the hell are you trying to do?" "Erm, I'm sorry, sir. I was massaging her hand." "I'll do it. You're not required here. Get out."Claire eyed her brother as he came to the other side and resumed the work the nurse was supposed to do
35Penelope stared at her face as she decided not to tell her about Hunter and his presence in the hospital. Her first intention after entering Claire's room was to tell her about her ex-husband being in the waiting lounge. He refused to leave. When he entered the elevator after leaving Claire's room in the afternoon, all of them were so relieved that he left for good. Except that, Hunter went to sit in the waiting lounge. He was keeping his promise. He was willing to wait unless Claire decided to meet him. "Hunter MacIntyre and his sluttish wife will pay. I will not let them be at peace." Two days to that conversation, and it still haunted Penelope. "I have asked the company to take back the stuff I bought from them." Scott's words broke her trance. He was talking about the furniture and crib he had ordered for Claire's baby. Claire was being discharged today. So Scott made sure that things were taken care of before she stepped out of the hospital. "That's good. The crib and a
36Cole suppressed a gnawing desire to connect his fist with Hunter's handsome face. Even in this situation, where he was punishable for so many wrongs he did towards his wife, he was acting arrogantly. If audacity was to have a face, Hunter's would be printed in the dictionary for visuals. He set his anger towards this walking example of shamelessness and audacity aside and got a hold of his phone. Cole searched for Penelope's number. Her name itself left a bitter taste in his mouth. He cringed when he realized he was really going to call her. He thought about all the profanities he would receive just for calling that mad woman before he dialled her number. Cole only had Penelope's number because once Claire lost her phone during a girl's trip to Greece, and she shared her friend's number to him to forward to Hunter as he was busy in a meeting, and who else, other than Cole, would have done it on time for her? Although he and Penelope never agreed on anything, he never found a s