She now preferred the well-being of other people to the love she had for the child. She was even willing to let go of the child. Because her plans had been toiled with, she no longer cared. She had called it his baby, alone. And he was going to accept that wholeheartedly. ~~~Hailey sat on the bed the next day, her eyes fixed on the window, the only source of illumination streaming inside the room. The lights were dimmed and the dark room reverberated with her even breathing. Whatever outcome Kara's meeting with Kendrick had definitely did not turn out as she expected. Kara had gone home scot-free unscathed and unscarred. In fact, she'd skipped downstairs happily, echoing words about money and how generous Kendrick was. And while Hailey hadn't recovered from her shock yet even after Kara had left, she was still in the living room, contemplating how hard it would be to walk upstairs, especially when she didn't want to bump into Kendrick, when the physician suddenly appeared with
Kendrick reached the bedside table and seized the remote. "I know you're not sleeping." His deep voice sent shivers down her nerves. Even his presence in the room was suffocating her. And her instincts told her to flee. But where could she run to? "Hailey—""Leave me alone." Hailey kept her eyes shut and her hold became firm against her stomach. The tiny movements had started, throwing her into discomfort. Then his palm touched her forehead and she shuddered. "I told you to leave me alone," Hailey warned and wished she could swat his hand off. But it was too strong. He was too strong. She might end up being the one hurt. "Just go away, I don't want to see you." It was terrifying to look at his face, and also, heartbreaking. Sometimes, she would secretly wish in her heart that time would be reversed and things would go back to the way they were a few days back. When she didn't have to experience this side of Kendrick. When his other side drove her to happy tears. "You evil man,
"Madam, you're up." The maid greeted her and walked toward the bedside table. "Master told me to bring you food. He wants you to finish it."She dropped the food tray on the bedside table and remained standing. Hailey glanced at the food and nausea built up in her stomach. She had to pat her chest several times to push down the urge to vomit. "What is this?" She asked pensively. "Oh, it's porridge, Madam. It'll help strengthen your system," the maid answered her with a smile. Hailey glanced at the bland-looking soup. There was no doubt it would also taste bland. She wanted something tasty to awaken her taste buds. All she could feel on her tongue was the bitter taste of the drips and shots that made their way up to her mouth. "Madam." Seeing that she wasn't ready to pick up the soup, the made stared at her sadly. "Please have it, Madam. Master instructed that I should make sure you finish it. It will help you recover faster."Hailey groaned and took her eyes off the soup. How co
Did he hate her this much? Did he still think she cheated on him? But Hailey also hated him more than anything now. He not only destroyed her life, but now he was planning to end it. All those soft looks, all those affections, where were they? Had they been fake all this time? Had he been pretending with her? Where was that promise that said he would work things out? Where was that promise that said never to upset her anymore? Why was he making a big deal out of this? If only he had released Rob, If only he had left him alone, then she'd be glad to take any kind of treatment from him. She wouldn't complain about anything. ****Why was she so stubborn? Kendrick sat on his office chair, recounting the events from three days back, not actually getting any work down. When the physician confirmed her illness, a cord inside him had snapped. She wasn't only sick physically, her illness had more to do with her emotional state. And she had to take her medications. She needed to take them
Was it Hailey? How did she even find the reporters? How did she have this idea? Most importantly, how did she make her way out of the mansion? Kendrick resumed walking, his strides longer than before, surprising his assistant. This was bad timing. He couldn't believe she would be stupid enough to meet the reporters and expose this secret. She wouldn't be stupid enough to put her life at risk. Was it to spite him? To tell the world that he was married? That wouldn't affect him in any way. Her life would be the one at risk if the world was aware. She wouldn't have anywhere to hide. Even he couldn't be a hundred percent sure that he could protect her. His child— no, he couldn't let her continue with her craziness. He tugged at his necktie as they stood inside the elevator. The air conditioning seemed to be off."Sir, are you alright?" The assistant looked up at him and asked, suspicion flashing in her eyes.Kendrick ignored that and glanced at his wristwatch. "When was the news rele
Engrossed in his thoughts, Kendrick was oblivious to the footsteps behind him. And he halted, Rosslyn almost bumped into his back. "Sir, is there a problem?" She inquired meekly.Kendrick turned around and faced her. "You can go back to your work."Her expression fell and those questions appeared in her eyes. "Aren't we going to check the security department, Sir?" She asked."Not we, Rosslyn." Kendrick dismissed her. "I will go.""Oh." Rosslyn made a small sound of disappointment before turning around and heading back inside the elevator. And Kendrick continued walking. She was becoming more and more interested in his affairs every day, almost to the point of stepping out of the professional boundary. He'd once caught her trying to eavesdrop on his phone call. And he had no one to blame but his friend. Devon was a bad influence. Rosslyn was gradually changing to become more like a girl with so many distractions. He was afraid he might lose his assistant sooner or later. Inside th
And as he walked back to the elevator, he glanced at his wristwatch. It was almost nighttime. No need to stay in the company. And if not for this slight delay, he should have been on his way back home by now. And he couldn't wait to get home. To release this steam in his head. No need to act fast. She should be lucky that Hailey was in this state. Any news similar to this would only agitate her more. ~~~Hailey spat the white pill out. It was bitter, too bitter. She couldn't take these. They weren't even drugs. They would kill her taste buds. And whenever she tried to take one, it was as if her taste buds were decreasing in function. After taking all the drips as well as the shots, Kendrick did not leave her alone. He even brought these harmful chemicals and commanded her not to miss a pill. Thankfully, he didn't give her strict supervision. And she was done trying to take them. She wasn't sick. He was just experimenting with new ways to prolong her misery. She took out similar
Hailey's fists ached so much as she gripped his collars. And she shook him hard, she ended up being the one shaken. "I hate you so much, Kendrick! You are worse than a monster. You're so evil, you will never live your life in peace. Kendrick! You deserve all the calamities in this world!" Kendrick stared down at her, he didn't budge. And as she cried loudly and yelled out every kind of curse at him, he stared at her as if she had grown two heads. "Hailey, are you okay?" He brought up a hand and touched her forehead. "I heard fever can make one hallucinate."Hailey paused and her lips parted. Then her sobs increased and she beat hard at his chest."You are the mad person, Kendrick! You are the crazy one! You don't deserve to live among normal people, your rightful place is in the psychiatrist!" Kendrick's frown only became deep as she wailed and thrashed at him. "Something is wrong with you, Hailey.""No, something is wrong with you!" Hailey was helpless and weak instantly. Staring