Chapter 73

In an instant, my son was gone.

In an instant, I felt like I had lost my life.

What happened to me hurt me.

That crazy woman killed my child. Why? Why was I the one need to pay for the sin that I didn’t do?

It’s been a week since I got home.

It’s been a week since I woke up in the hospital when I found that I had lost my child.

I’m holding the cloth that my husband bought for our daughter. Everything is ready for her.

My husband chooses and prepares for our child.

“Wife,” Kier sadly called my name and came to me.

I tearfully looked at him.

“I don’t want to live anymore,” I told him.

He sat next to me and wiped my cheek.

“Why should she be taken? I didn’t do anything wrong. I became a good person; why do I have to pay for a sin I didn’t commit?”

I stopped crying again.

I’m tired of crying; I do not want anymore. My eyes hurt from crying.

Ken was crying too, and I knew he was trying not to cry in front of me.

“I accept that she is gone. But why? Does it still hurt me?” I asked him, crying.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry I wasn’t there when it happened,” he said, full of regret.

He was at the hacienda at the time and left me at the mansion to have someone watch over me.

“If I brought you with me, this thing wouldn’t have happened,” he blamed himself.

He blames himself.

“It’s my fault. I didn’t protect our child.”

“Shh. It’s not your fault, okay?”

He kissed my head, and I leaned my head on his shoulder.

“Let’s move on from what happened. It only hurts us. Let’s start a new one and forget the past. What do you think?”

I looked at him and leaned on his shoulder again.

I just nodded.

“Let’s lock this room, and we won’t open it until we didn’t fully heal from what happened. Let’s open it together,” he suggested.

I agree with what he said.

Everything is ready for our daughter. We just found out about gender last month. Our child will be a girl, but we didn’t even get a glimpse.

Just like Kier and I talked about, I don’t go to our daughter’s room, and it’s already locked.

I didn’t even realize that a month had passed.

“I want to put your mother in jail,” I told him.

He stopped putting on his coat.

I am angry with his mother.

“Wife, we already talked about this, right?” He said gently to me.

We have fought over this several times. We have been fighting for a month.

“You won’t even give our son justice?!” I shouted at him angrily.

“Your mother killed our daughter! She sympathized with me in her anger! We wouldn’t have lost our son if she hadn’t pushed me! Then she even laughed when I was bleeding! She’s not even helped with it. Your mother sent us creepy packages, and with you inside!” I reminded my husband in case he forgot about it.

I am mad.

He sighed and came closer to me.

“I know, but please. Give mom a second chance,” he pleaded with me.

He held me by both elbows.

I looked away. I’m stubborn.

“Please, wife. She’s my mother, and I only have her.”

I didn’t listen to him. I want to be the one to follow between the two of us.

“That’s it?! The loss of our son is nothing to you!” I am mad at him.

“My mom is ill,” he said in a deep voice and looked away.

His eyes were sad.

“Who is important? Our son she killed?! Or, is your mother a murderer?!” I challenge him.

“Wife,” he said, it was difficult.

“I want your mother to go to jail! I will not rest until she pays for what he did to our son!” I’m stubborn.

“We already talked about this matter,” he hissed again.

His face was pleading. His eyes were also sad. He has a hard time with his mother and me; he is between us.

He said that he is not on the side of anyone, but I feel more that he is on his mother’s side. He just let our son die.

“Do you love me, Kier Fiero?! Why can’t you do something like that?! You will choose the person who killed our son! What kind of father are you?! Maybe that’s why our son was taken from us because you’d be a useless father!”

Kier was stunned by what I said.

Pain drew in his eyes.

I realized what I said, but I couldn’t take it back.

“Alright, your wish is my command. I’ll send my mom inside the jail,” he said in a deep voice.

I didn’t move.

“I love you,” he said. He came to me and kissed me on the forehead.

Kier doesn’t talk to me anymore since we lost our son; he is becoming miserable for both of us.

It’s like he committed a big sin because he obeyed me.

“Let’s go. The event organizer is waiting for us,” he is with me.

He extended his hand to me. It was against my heart that I accepted it.

We are already taking care of our wedding.

“I’m sorry for making you mad,” he said apologetically to me as we left the room.

“I’m sorry, wife,” he repeated.

He is lowering his pride.

“Please, forgive me.”

“Wife, forgive me. I don’t want us to fight.”

“You’re so noisy! Shut up!” I shouted at him and started to walk.

He looked shocked when I shouted at him.

I just let him go and got in the car.

Ken has been receiving hurtful words from me for a month now. He can’t do anything to me, and he only says sorry.

He saw me getting into the car. He said nothing and started the car.

When our eyes met, I glared at him. He just sighed and started driving.

I’m trying to convince myself that it’s not his fault and I shouldn’t be mad at him, but I can’t help it. He makes me feel like his mother is more important than me.

He makes me angry. Ken never failed to make me mad every day!

I’m high blood with him every day.

I was disgusted by the look on his face. He is ugly!

I just realized that he is not handsome.

“Wife, don’t think to ran away on the day of our wedding.”

I blinked at what he said.

“I know you are mad at me. I request, don’t think to run on our wedding day.”

I looked at him, and his eyes were still sad.

“Why did you say that?”

He licked his lower lip before answering me.

“You’re treatment makes me nervous. I’m scared that you might not be at our wedding. You might consider not marrying me at all. Maybe you will realize that you don’t love me anymore, that you don’t want me anymore,” Kier said sadly. He was about to cry.

Is he overthinking?

“I won’t do that,” I said while looking at him.

He only looks at the road.

“I know. I trust you,” Kier hissed.

“You know that. Why did you say that? If you had faith in me, you wouldn’t think I would run away!”

He glanced at me, and I felt sorry to see his reaction.

I’m sorry for him.

“See. I trust you, but what you’re saying and reacting scare the fuck off me,” he said calmly.

“You’re always shouting at me. You’re being cold and distant to me. You also avoid my kisses to you, and you don’t want to sleep next to me. I don’t know what I did to make you treat me like that. I agree with what you want - to send my mom to jail, but you’re acting cold. You don’t want to talk to or be with me. If you’re treating me that way because of the loss of our baby, then I’m sorry. I wouldn’t get tired of apologizing until you return to your old self. I can endure your treatment, but please, can you show up on the day of our wedding?” He begged and glanced at me. He also looked back at the road.

I fell silent.

“Wife?” he called me nervously.

Am I that harsh to him?

“I just asked you today,” Kier added.

It turned out that he was hurt without my knowledge because he is! He makes my blood boil.

“I’m sorry,” I suddenly said to him.

I’m acting indifferent, a pala. I wouldn’t have known if he hadn’t told me.

“Sorry, hubby.”

He smiled and glanced at me again. His face is happy.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry too,” he said and took my hand. Kier kisses my hand, and he looks satisfied.

“Let’s not fight again, okay?”

I just nodded even though he couldn’t see me.