21Claire was brought towards a bench near her ward to the opposite side of the corridor. She was made to sit, which she ignored, as her chest was burning.Getting out of the hold of Cole, and turned to the whitewashed wall. Upon the blank wall she could see the scene playing.She thought back about how Hunter kissed Zara before the door closed, the burning sensation that was only in her chest began to envelope her entirely."Claire, Claire..." Someone was talking to her.Although she heard Cole's name in Zara's ward, she still hasn't seen who it was. She only felt hands tugging at her wrists, trying to make her sit."You are pale, Claire. Breathe deeply."She went back inside that ward homing that witch psychologically, her eyes brimming with new tears.Her body convulsed and the tips of her fingers burned with chills. The realization that the scarlet, beautiful flower has bewitched Hunter to hold it made her lips tremble. He was pricked by the flower's thorns. Its poison was in his b
22His chest shuddered as he watched her unconscious body going towards the floor.He leapt forward and wrapped an arm around her waist before she went down. Pulling her to his chest, Hunter cupped her face as a serpent of regret coiled around his being.His throat felt dry and eyes hurt with heat of self-reprimand as he observed her ghostly complexion. A tear left the corner of her eyes, which he picked on the pad of his finger while his chest grew heavy.Her cheek was ghastly red, the imprint of his five thick fingers swelling on her white face. It felt like all the blood in her face accumulated in her cheek in the shape of a hand print. Hunter kept staring at it as he reflected back on his impulse. He hit his wife. He raised his hands on a woman for the first time. That too... his wife.While he was regretfully gawking at her red cheek, her head fell back, causing his breaths to falter. Gently, as though he was caring for a baby's head, he picked hers in his hand and rested it on
23Claire's POVI was reading a book, or rather I was trying to, when my mother walked in."I got you a cup of your favorite hot chocolate, bunny." She beamed while sitting on the edge of the bed. "Thanks, mom. Just what I needed right now to go with my book." I forced a smile, praying that it didn't look fake. It's been two days since I took a voluntary discharge from the hospital and came home. I wasn't supposed to be here, considering that my parents were already worried about me since Zara arrived in my life like a calamity, ruining my marriage. The last thing I wanted them to do was freak out, after learning that I starved myself for ten days like a stupid person. However, there's nowhere else I could turn to. No door that would open for me, talk less of arms that would embrace me in and pat my back while I cried to composure."I was wondering if you would like to go to an art exhibition with me." Mom said. "You remember my friend, Tilly, her daughter's been given an opportun
24(Flashback cont'd)"You are pregnant, Claire." My mouth hung open in bewilderment. I am pregnant. I am.... Pregnant!!! I touched my stomach. I could feel nothing there. But with the disclosure of the news, my body became highly conscious. "How could I still have him? I fell down the stairs and...." My words faded out as I was too startled to reason out how it was even possible. "The doctors are shocked too. But the baby is a persistent little devil. Definitely his father's offspring. He's holding onto you somehow." Penelope shrugged her shoulders. I didn't like her calling my baby a devil though. We both remained silent for a while. Sobs harrowed through my body as all the events that transpired in the last few days plummeted into my consciousness. I was pregnant. I had to find out about the baby moments after I decided to divorce his father. Would it have made a difference had I found out about him earlier? Maybe five minutes earlier. I clutched the cloth over my stomach
25I looked back at her and then my hand. "That's okay. Just... Just wrap it up quickly." "But sir, stitches have—" "I'll do it myself then.""I'll... I'll do it." She held my hand tight as I tried to take it back. Stacy quietly cleaned my wound and covered it with a thick layer of ointment. She then wrapped it carefully. Not even two minutes passed since the bandage was changed and it was dark red again. Stacy stared at it helplessly. On her way out, she requested me to see a doctor again. I ignored her and focused back on the papers. I cleaned the blood on the desk with tissues and discarded them. When I held the files again, and took a pen to scribble my signature, my eyes stilled on the freshly wrapped gauze on my hand. How did I get it? It's quite surprising because it was done to punish my impulsiveness for raising my hand on my own wife. Yes, I punished myself. I literally shattered a glass in my hand until the broken pieces penetrated my flesh half inch deep. Ever sin
26 Hunter shook his head with a sigh. "I'm just tired. With Ares on leave, I'm finding work difficult." He lied even though his daughter Stacy has substituted him remarkably. The truth was that he didn't want Zara to know he was missing his wife. Ah! Now ex-wife. "If that's what you want me to believe..." Zara smiled softly, innocently that made Hunter chest constrict. "Then it's okay. I believe it." He kept staring at her for a while. She was so serene and innocent. He wondered how could god be merciless to make Zara fall in the hands of people like her in-laws and husband? Clearly, she didn't deserve whatever she went through. That being the case he wished to give her what her husband couldn't.... A happy life with a happy husband. However, now as he looked at her and thought about being a good husband to her, his thoughts went back to Claire. A happy life with a happy husband was what she also desired. Her eyes twinkled with light that reached his heart, causing it to ski
27(Five days later) Claire was glowing. Her cheeks were tinted red and a delightful smile danced on her lips. She was sitting in her room with her mother and Penelope, looking at the small sonography image in her hand."He's so tiny, mom? Like a small pea." She beamed while showing the picture to her mom.Andrea nodded and took the image from her, "He's lovely!"After a while Andrea left to bring something to eat for Claire who kept staring at the image.She had been doubtful about the health of the baby because she found it difficult to not feel depressed in these days. Hunter's thoughts were always accompanied with tears and a seething ache in her chest.Claire couldn't help but visit the doctor to check on the baby's condition. Moreover, she wanted to know how it was growing in her womb.So today, she consulted her mother's gynaecologist who conducted her sonography. She was elated to see the baby on screen. He was about one month and two weeks old. He was growing well.Though th
28"Hello," His voice made her heartbeat go mad.Claire pressed a hand to her chest. She drew the phone away from her ear and turned her face to take deep breaths. Her breaths were uneven just from hearing his voice."You don't have to do it, Claire. That man is a mother fucker. Don't take his call."She could hear Scott's words ringing in her ears. Those words he said before she defied him and everyone else to come down to the garden to talk to him."So you remember me." Claire said, intending for her words to come out mocking but she hated herself for how weak it sounded.Hunter didn't reply. She heard his breathing on the phone. His breathing. One of the best sounds in the world."How come you remember my number, Hunter? I thought you deleted it long back when I signed the divorce papers." She spoke again as he remained silent.So typical of him. She never liked his silent side. It irked her."Do I have something that is of importance to you?" She gulped a knot down her throat befo
243"I want to see that bitch now!" Those words swept over Claire like hot water, scalding her skin with goosebumps. It was followed by a monstrous growl, one that seemed to make every object in the hall shake in its intensity. Then words, like the striking of dangerously sharpened katana, were delivered by none other than a fuming Hunter. "Avery, either you put a leash on her corrupted mouth or I strangle her throat unless she's dead!" Hunter threateningly stepped towards the person in question who scoffed uncaringly."First you put a leash on your fúcking mouth, MacIntyre. You're talking to my mom. Be respectful... Or else," Tyler came to view. Claire watched him put a hand on Hunter's chest and thrust him back. Hunter didn't budge though. He stood on his spot, his back to Claire. But it wasn't difficult to envision his facial expression. Claire knew how he looked when he was super mad. She could see his jaw ticking as he tried to keep his fury in control. His dark eyes growing
242Claire sat quietly. She wanted to cover her ears so she wouldn't hear grandma extol her arrogant ex-husband. Anyway, she endured it with a straight face. "I haven't visited Bloomcrest in a while but I have many friends there. To be blunt, I have many eyes and ears to see and hear for me. They told me Hunter's appearance after your divorce and one of them claimed that Hunter was resorting after bringing you back. That was quick. As a woman who was oppressed by her husband all her life, I felt inclined to see Hunter redeeming himself for you." Grandma paused for a break. "And I really admired Hunter.... Way before he started having a problem with my grandson. He made me realize not all men are the same. Some own up to their mistakes and want to make amends. That's the reason why I decided to play cupid in your lives, Claire." "But what you're doing now...." Grandma eyed Claire disapprovingly. "I think it's a bit too much. In fact, it's a lot. You're being unfair to him and yours
241Night has settled in. The fog was billowing like aurora lights in the air, outside Claire's window. She sighed lazily as she slumped back in the chair, removing her hands from the window sill to comb her hair back.She spent the whole day after that encounter with Hunter in her room. Claire didn't dare leave the space she had grown comfortable in. She feared crossing paths with her ex-husband again... Worried that his captivating looks might draw her back into his arms.She didn't want that. Even if her heart and body were against her thoughts and wanted nothing more than melting in his arms, she didn't want that.She was looking outside boringly when her stomach churned. Touching a hand on her belly, Claire pouted.Grandma Avery had surprisingly disappeared since morning, Claire couldn't bring herself to go in the kitchen and ask for some food. She guessed that the reason for the old woman's vanishing was her. Her kiss with her grandson, and the hurt it might have brought to the
240Bloomcrest,Cole scratched his head angrily as he blew out a breath."What the hell are these two up to? When did they go to RavenMoore?"He had his laptop in his lap, sitting in his apartment. He hadn't been able to connect with Hunter since that night he came back home to tell him that he made a huge mess. Cole was maddened that night. How could Hunter be so stupid?No guy in his sane mind would tell his woman about the times he tried to cheat on her. To say Hunter broke it on her when she was at her lowest point mentally. Claire's reaction was natural. In fact, she was very soft and leniently handling him.... At least, that's what it seemed unless he saw the images of her and Tyler kissing each other while Hunter was sitting on his knees in front of them. Claire was taking her revenge with a fervor. "Damn, this is not good. Claire is ruining her reputation because of this idiot!" Cole shook his head. He searched in depth and his jaw unhinged in a moment of disbelief. "Is th
239"Oh my..." Claire's mouth slackened as her eyes widened in pure shock.Her feed was full of posts worshipping Hunter and his attempt to apologize to her at the tourist spot. Fan edits were mind boggling. They made a crown on his head and captioned the picture with cheesy lines and dialogues from novels and series like he wasn't sitting on his knees apologizing to his ex-wife for cheating on her. They made it seem like he was saving the world by going on his knees.The more she scrolled, the more astonishing the edits became.Claire didn't even try to go near the comments section. Almost every second post was stuffed with thousands of comments. Had Hunter not been a celebrity billionaire, she would have assumed it was his PR doing this thing to elevate in the eyes of the society.But Hunter needed no such thing. People liked him for being himself, and Claire was aware that the only time he required his PR was to help him remove unnecessary rumors surrounding him for no reason.While
238Claire was unable to breath. Her skin was burning even though he wasn't touching her anywhere. Her brows furrowed. He. Wasn't. Touching. Her. Why? She gazed in his eyes and saw the answer. He was hurt. He. Was. Hurt. His hands trembled at his sides. Hunter had never wanted anything more than to touch her after he realized he loved her. However, last night was painful. He counted hours, his ears on high alert, hoping to hear any sound coming from her room. But all he heard was Tyler leave— three hours later. Hunter's teeth clenched recalling Tyler Murphy's parting remark. "It was fun, Claire! We should do it often."It's not like Hunter didn't know what they were doing, but Tyler making it obvious through his remark exhausted his remaining battery percent on love meter that he was left with. The somberness whipped into his features was the outcome of exhaustion he suffered last night. "We can continue this game in our country and I have a feeling you have a lot to catch up wit
237There was slight fog outside the window when Claire opened her eyes in the morning. She felt goosebumps on her bare arms and her feet stung the moment she put them on the floor. There was no sun out and the sky was gloomy just like her thoughts. Claire hugged her arms and let out a sigh. Her temples were throbbing. She hadn't gotten the best of sleep last night. Her mind was occupied by the event of the afternoon, Hunter's images making her mind numb. She cried even on her pillow after Tyler left. His company was soothing. He made her feel better, but when he stepped out of her room, the air had become tense and stuffy again. She spent most of the hours twisting from one side to another. She recalled it was during the lift of darkness when she drifted off to sleep. Claire looked at the clock on the wall. Not much time has passed since she slept. Just two hours. She was gazing out when something crept within her, making her lean on the sill of the window and look out to her right
236Claire was taken aback. She chuckled, realizing Tyler was siding with Hunter. She didn't call him out for defending Hunter and kept the conversation going. "Yeah, Zara and her leave... I know that. He was depressed by her departure." She said so flatly that Tyler couldn't help but wince. "God, I think I know why you're so pissed. You have two solid reasons. One is obviously Hunter's confession and second is Zara. You're holding those both against him to make him pay, aren't you?""It was never a secret!" "It wasn't, I know, but Claire..." Tyler heaved. "Well, as a person who was cheated and abandoned by his lover, I can understand both of your feelings. I know what it feels to know when your lover has betrayed you. And I also know what it feels like when they leave you without a proper closure.""So Claire..." Tyler stiffened his shoulders. "From a man's perspective, I don't think what Hunter did was wrong. I mean, it was wrong to you but as a man we don't have many ways to take
235"Shít! I'm sorry, Claire. I didn't think it would tear. I'm sorry." Tyler spoke ruefully. He watched as Claire's face paled and some tears strolled out of her eyes. The room was engulfed by vulnerable silence again and the tension returned. Despite that Tyler smiled seeing her reaction. 'You're very lucky, Hunter. How much I wish Ezma felt this way after sleeping with you. But that bítch had no remorse on her face. She even seemed relaxed about getting rid of me.' He mused and tried to take the letter from her. He reached out for the two pieces of the paper. Claire gave him a warning look as if it was her heart he was asking for, not the letter. The cracks on her lips amazed him, prompting him to smile wider. 'Claire even wounded her mouth for kissing me. This is the love I desire in my life. On the other hand, I tasted ugly betrayal. Ezma hadn't even tried to cover herself when I found her naked in bed beside your sleeping figure, Hunter.' The faint ache in Tyler's chest from