Asking her to leave

Zena's POV 

I shut the door almost immediately, using the auto lock in the process to avoid them catching up with me while I looked for the exact room where the father of my baby was. 

I could hear the voice of my mother and the doctor cursing words as I began to search through the rooms, looking through the transparent doors to look for him. I was told it was two wards beside mine, but I had no idea where exactly it was. 

I ran over to the two wards away from me on the right side, and when I peeped through, I sighted no one there. I didn't wait a second before I hauled to the ward in front of the second ward to check, but it still wasn't. So, I ran my way back to the left and as I peeped into it, I sighted him and I paused. He was right there, laying on the hospital bed.

I turned on the doorknob, pushed it opened, and went in. The first thing I did was use the auto lock, knowing fully well that I was soon to be dragged out. I let out a heavy sigh and leaned on the door to inhale air back into me. 

When I had revived myself a bit, I walked away from the door and strolled towards the hospital bed where he lay. He was breathing, so I sighed in relief, he was just fast asleep. I bit my lips, knowing I wouldn't be able to tell him anything or hear anything from him since he was yet to wake up. 

Yet, I moved to him and sat on the available seat I found beside his bed. While roaming my eyes over him, I thought of why he never had anyone to be with him. 

'Alicia, where is she?' I wondered, and my breath hitched. 

If I could remember vividly, Alicia was the fiancé he talked about the last time. She was also the one he was having a call with when we took the elevator, so where was she? As his fiancé, she should have been in the ward with him, but she wasn't. None of his family members were even present. It was all good as far as I am concerned. 

I let out a small smile, staring at him. For the first time, I acknowledged his beauty. He was fair, yes fairer than I am even when I thought I was the fairest of all. His pink lips showed out among every other part of his face, making me remember how he had claimed my lips with his that night.

His beard was neatly combed, and his hair waved down his face, though ruffled, he was looking cute. I hadn't had time to admire his look, but I would say he was one of the most handsome men on earth. 

I trailed my eyes down to his core to see what body shape he got, but I couldn't figure that out. The hospital clothes were a bit bigger than him, so I couldn't really tell.

I didn't know where the urge came from, but I knew I took hold of his hand and brought it to my tummy. Then I enunciated, 

“Can you see now what you've caused after you couldn't control yourself?” I asked even though I knew he couldn't hear me since he was asleep, then a chuckle escaped my lips. 

I laughed harder, thinking of how foolish I was to have made that statement. Why was it his fault when he thought I was Alicia? Why was it his fault when I couldn't also resist the urge to stay clear from him? 

I was the only person who was stupid for the actions we made. For real, he was engaged, and I was just a slut he met in his room and fucked, then I ended up getting pregnant. What a total destruction. 

“You are pregnant?” a coarse and hoarse voice asked, and I raised my head to look in the direction in shock. I flinched when I saw him away. 

“You're awake?” I quickly let go of his hand on my stomach.

My question was ignored as I watched him raise himself from the bed slowly into a sitting position. It wasn't too much of a surprise that he was awake, but the fact that he got to know that I was pregnant caught me off guard. 

“You're pregnant?” the question came in again, and I didn't know when I nodded my head in response. 

“For me?” He asked and I rolled my eyes. 

“Of course! With whom did I sleep with?!” I snapped at him, and the answer I was least expecting came out from him. 

“I trust you.” Causing me to scoff. 

“You trust me? So, you weren't going to trust me if we haven't had a conversation on this?” 

He groaned when he shifted comfortably on his bed. 

“I don't sleep with anyone.” He sounded weak and tired. 

“You…” I paused when I heard someone banging on the door. 

I spun my head to the door and those I was expecting were there at the door, calling out to me. I turned back to the father of my baby, and his facial expression wasn't helping. He looked like he also wanted me to get the door. 

“You aren't going to do this!” I sneered at him. But He shook his head,

“We should talk about this later. I see you ran away from your ward,” he said, and I heard the autolock coming to an end since they could have gotten the key for the door. 

I tugged on his clothes as my eyes clouded in tears, 

“We should talk things out now, idiot! I'm not leaving here!” I spat in anger. 

He heaved a heavy sigh as I also heard footsteps rushing into his ward. I looked from him to the door and back to him. For Christ's sake! Can't these people understand?!? I was panicking as it was. 

“You need to let them know that you're the—” 

“Stop it and leave!” he growled at me in anger, causing me to tremble as I didn't expect it. I narrowed my eyes at him,

“You brat." I cursed as a hand gripped my arms and tugged me away from him.

"Zena, what are you doing?” my mother, who was already by my side, asked me, but I couldn't get the right words out of my mouth.

I suddenly felt a spin in my head and I fell down, losing my breath.