CHAPTER 85

Damien's POV

For more than an hour, Gabriel and I had been looking for Lisa all over the hospital's surroundings in vain.

We have been conducting ourselves quietly, not just because we don't get along, but also because I'm anxious and am certain he is as well.

I am having a terrible time trying to figure out where Lisa may have gone since she is missing.

Since no one saw her leave the hospital, I don't even want to let my mind wander and conclude that she was either abducted or murdered.

Instantly, my hold on the wheels becomes more firm, and I wish I had the superpower to locate her.

I'm certain she intended to do this. The infant is to blame for this. She is carrying a child.

My child.

Just this evening, when her grandma came out to meet Gabriel, Sabrina, and me outside, we found out about her pregnancy. I immediately wanted to go inside, but she restrained me.

Lisa said that she preferred alone.

I wouldn't have paid attention to her Grandma if I had realized that this was her intended outcome. I would have arrived in time to prevent her from acting in the manner she did.

I am afraid that something horrible may happen to her since this is a hasty choice.

Her Grandma's house was the first place I thought to look for her, but she isn't there and we have been driving all around trying to see if we can locate her.

I hope she is safe wherever she is since it is nearly 4 in the morning.

Gabriel breaks the tense air between us by saying, "I can't seem to wrap my head around all of these." "To where may she have gone? Is the pregnancy to blame? Did she panic because she knew you wouldn't accept the child as your own?

My hands tapped the driving wheel. "I own the child!"

"Oh, really?" you ask. His wrath and irritation are growing as a result of his current sarcasm. I honestly don't have the energy to dispute with him.

Why would he say anything like that? Why won't I accept the kid as mine if it is mine?

He says it again, "The baby is yours." It's really terrible that it doesn't seem to be yours, but I adore the possessive tone you're employing.

I suddenly stop the vehicle by stepping on the brake, then I turn to face Gabriel as my chest is beating wildly in rage.

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

Did you two have sex? Because she can only be pregnant if you had intercourse with her.

Right now, I want to smack him across the face. Do I seem as if I could use one of his corny jokes right now?

I told you we had sex, so don't be a dunce.

"Oh!" He portrays surprise. "Really? Do you two have sex?

I'll get no benefit from talking to him. I sigh deeply and turn around to start the vehicle while pondering my next move.

His tone changes to one of seriousness, "You were literally exposing how much you despise infants to everyone, Damien. "I would have acted the same way if I were in Lisa's position."

I am silent throughout.

Lisa and I never had a chance to talk about this since it wasn't in our plan. I know I made it quite plain that I detest kids and don't want any.

I have justifications. I always have a rationale behind what I do.

What do they think I'm supposed to be?

She ought to have let me speak with her. The next thing she chose to do was to rush away, which prevented me from clearing the air between us.

With my kid developing in her belly, I can't let her go. She should not worry about whether or not I want the kid; after all, she is still my wife and the unborn child is our legal child.

I can't stand by and see her go with my kid.

Where do you suppose we can locate her?

I honestly reply, "I don't know. The lake home is the only location that comes to mind. Lisa may not even remember the route there. Since we haven't been there since our first visit, it will be quite challenging to distinguish between the routes if she hasn't been traveling there often.

How about Eunice's home?

The question "Sabrina's friend?" I don't give him a stern look.

What is Lisa going to do with that lady? Although I am aware that they attended a function together, she won't be with Eunice or whomever her name is.

In addition, Sabrina would have discussed it with us before we left the hospital. She is also very anxious.

"Yes."

Lisa cannot take Lisa's place.

"How are you so certain?"

I know her because...

You knew her, but you didn't anticipate that when she learned that she was carrying your child, she would panic and flee.

There is a pause.

Gabriel is succeeding in his goal of making me feel bad.

"I don't see why you would need to be concerned about her. However, it seems to me now that you are doing this for the baby.

"What?!" I yell out in shock.

"Yes. There is no need for you to worry about any of them. Why the tension and concern when you don't love Lisa and don't enjoy babies?

I don't respond to him because I'm angry, and it gets worse with each second that goes by and each obnoxious thing he says.

"Damien, you don't love her." So put an end to your anxiety. She'll find a secure place to stay, and that'll be the end of it. the end for both of you. She will become a single mother parenting a billionaire's kid on her alone, and she will become single and unhappy for the rest of her life.

Reapplying the brake causes the automobile to lurch ahead before stopping.

Gabriel's mouth was similarly closed as his eyes widened in terror. You want to murder us, right?

My eyes get red, my heart starts to beat faster than usual, and I feel like bursting with all the feelings I'm holding inside of me.

"Leave that seat right now. I'll take the wheel. He gets out of the passenger seat and walks around the vehicle to the steering wheel.

I suddenly felt numb, so I let him push me to the seat he was previously occupying.

My hands are trembling and my body is so weak.

He continues after settling onto the seat. "I was just speaking the truth to you. I only wanted you to see the path set out in front of you.

Saying "Shut up, Gabriel!" I can't scream, even if I want to roar. My voice is trembling, and I feel like I'm about to cry.

I bury my head in my hands and the automobile roars to life once again as the stillness lasts for a time.

I'm not sobbing. But I'm about to start sobbing.

I feel so confused that I want to weep.

the conflicted feelings. My life and goals have always been quite structured, but right now, everything is a disaster. People who don't have plans for their life bother me. I don't like individuals who are so unsure of themselves and what they want to accomplish with their lives, yet here I am, feeling hopeless and pitiful.

I have given up.

Gabriel has a point.

I've always said that I don't like kids and that I don't like Lisa the way she loves me.

He is correct. I shouldn't be concerned since Lisa and the kids are both things I don't want, but it would be a lie if I claimed I wouldn't worry.

It will just make me feel worse.

Not being concerned will simply make my heart hurt more.

Gabriel has always been correct. I shouldn't have spoken to Lisa in that manner. If I were in her position and heard the same remarks, I would be upset and even retaliate inappropriately.

Lisa has good reason to desire to go. Lisa has every right to choose Romeo or any other guy over me. Although she has every right to go, do I truly want her gone from my life?

She has been the only person outside Gabriel with whom I can easily converse for the last three months. She is there when Gabriel is too preoccupied with his wife or when he is being too fun to comprehend me.

She has never left the scene. to reassure me. She spoke to me to comfort me. to bring me joy.

She has consistently made an effort to get beyond the protective barrier I put up around my heart. I constructed them with the conviction that they shouldn't crumble, but I've come to understand that I have the ability to tear down that barrier on my own. I have the authority to demolish the wall or give someone else the key to open the doors.

It all comes down to making a decision and being true to it despite what occurs or what my background includes.

I know Helena would want the best for me.

Today, she gave me a grin. I was waiting for the doctor to emerge and inform us of the test's outcome when I fell asleep on one of the hospital welcome seats.

Lisa was OK, as we already knew, but I never considered pregnancy. Because I could see it all in her eyes, I assumed it was because she hadn't been getting enough rest.

I haven't been getting much sleep, and neither has her.

If this is my destiny, there is nothing I need to ask. It is up to me to choose whether or not it becomes my destiny.

Gabriel murmurs quietly, as if knowing my thoughts, "Your decisions usually make up your fortune or your doom."

A tear falls from my eye as I lift my head.

I sternly tell him, "Drive back to her Grandma's house," while discretely wiping away the lone tear.

Although we have gone to her grandmother's house to look for her, I still think it would be the first place she would go if she couldn't find a place to spend the night.

He raises an eyebrow at me and turns to look at me. She may be present.