Chapter 41

Thea's Point of View

The menu has already been provided to us. To complete as soon as possible, I selected everything I could find. I don’t see why I should stay here any longer. The waiter left when we both had a choice. Then he turned to face me, a smile on his face. His eyes twinkled with delight as if he was overjoyed that I had forced him to eat lunch with me.

“I just wanted to ask you a question, so here I am.” He didn’t respond and kept staring at me as though he expected me to say something. I’m not enraged by him in any way. I just have the impression that I know him, and this is what makes him strange to me.

When I didn’t finish what I was saying, he spoke out, his eyes bright with hope. “What exactly is it? Is there a problem?”

I took out the ring I had previously put back in my purse and set it in front of him. When he saw it, he was not surprised. He had a natural expression on his face. Even though I haven’t said anything, He is filled with grief and despair.

“I’m not going to ask you anything, but I’m curious as to why we both have the same ring design.” That isn’t the issue at hand. I’d like him to tell me that so that I can at least have an answer. That might be the link to getting further answers to my queries.

“Would you like to know?” His anguish was no longer visible in his eyes. It was a pleading, as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t.

When I was ready to answer, my phone suddenly rang, and we both looked at it. I gave him a sidelong glance before shifting my gaze to my phone. Just like Felicity and Craig’s previous photo communications. I knew it was Felicity since the photographs were all the same. If she had left me another message, I would not have disregarded it.

“You can’t get Craig.”

When I was about to type, a message suddenly popped up again.

“I’ll quit bothering you both if you agree to see me tomorrow. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Her statement made me giggle since she looks like a movie villain who kept stopping the couple and appears to have terrible intentions. I noticed Wayne had already started eating when I looked at him. I didn’t realize the meal we’d ordered had been placed in front of me. I answered Felicity before I talked to him again. I’d want to see our conflict come to an end as well. Simple things lead it to become overly childlike.

“Okay.”

That’s all I told her as she replied with a heart emoticon along with the time we will meet.

Even though I still wanted to question Wayne, I left him there. I won’t press him to say what I want to ask because he doesn’t appear to want to. I’ll be thrilled if he ever tells me why we have the same ring, but if he wants to keep it a secret from me like Craig, aunt Joana, and Mason do, I’m powerless to stop him. That is something I will respect.

There were no people when I returned home.

I’m not sure where the maids went this time. When they come home, they vanish as quickly as they arrived. Even though it was just midday, the entire house was gloomy. All the curtains are drawn. I’m not sure why I became nervous all of a sudden. My steps were heavy as I ascended to the second floor as if I didn’t want to enter and go to our room. I heard a voice as I neared the room. I thought maids had left again? It could not be Craig since he went to the office early and said he’d leave me a message when he got home.

When I approached our room, the voice became louder, but it wasn’t the regular sound of someone who was simply conversing. As I strained my ear to the door, my palm trembled. There, the voices that had been stirring inside my gut were verified. My stomach was no longer churning with butterflies. They are neither content nor agitated.

“Ahhh!!! C-Craig move more slowly — haaa. Yes,..., yes.” That was a wimpy groan. It seemed like I was on a stump standing outside the door, clutching the doorknob.

And don’t want to open the door. My hands shivered. My heart is racing like a racetrack. I don’t want to think what I was imagining was correct, but I couldn’t stop myself from being curious.

“W-wait ... Slower hmmm ... I’m cumming. I’m cumming.” The growls grew louder and as it went on, I slowly recognized the voice that owned it.

It was as though I wanted to hit myself and tell myself I was merely dreaming, yet my hands moved and turned the doorknob on their own. It seemed as though cold water had been thrown on me as I opened the door. While they were both undressed, Craig lay on Felicity's body. I noticed strewn glasses and wine on the floor, as well as their other belongings. They aren’t looking at me because they are too preoccupied with the pleasure of their bodies.

Since Felicity and Craig still couldn’t see me, I positioned myself on the side of the bed and watched them. They both looked up at me as Craig’s eyes widened as Felicity picked up the blanket I use every night. How thick is this woman’s skin and doesn’t seem to know how to be ashamed? When they saw me, I could no longer restrain myself.

I hit Felicity in the face with my purse. She was taken aback by what I did; I touched my tummy as a result of my forceful slap on this itching and whore lady, and it felt as if my kid kicked in my stomach, angry as well.

Felicity shifted her gaze to the left in response to what I did. My eyes were enraged at them, and my fingers trembled with rage.

“I guess you won’t ask what the slap I did to you was for. Do you have any idea? You would be elegant, but you are pushing yourself too hard on someone who is already married. Aren’t you ashame?” Now my voice is cold. In situations like this, I can’t be classy when you’re talking to the garbage.

Craig intervened when I was about to smack Felicity for the second time. Because I despised him, I pushed him away from me!

To the two of them, I’d want to express my heartfelt gratitude. His eyes grew sorrowful all of a sudden, but I was filled with rage, contempt, and disgust! What was he thinking when he did this to me? Why? Tears welled up in my eyes, and I couldn’t stop them. I want to be stable, yet I’m unable to do so. I miss all he kept hidden and done to me! I’d always assumed he just needed more time to tell me everything, but now? I was questioned whether I was still lacking.

I dashed out of the room, but I could hear his footsteps following me. He snatched me and lifted me onto my stomach before I could even walk on the steps. I put a lot of pressure on him. Felicity was also following us. She approached him when she noticed Craig and I getting into problems. Fearing becoming caught in my tummy because a baby was asleep within, I instantly calmed down. While we were still near the stairwell, Craig let go of my tummy.

“I did not mean.” His eyes seemed depressed. I want to laugh because of what he said.

“I did not mean,” I repeated what he said. I laughed out loud while tears still welled up in my eyes. “Fuck you! Fuck you both of you! If you didn’t mean to, what was it? What’s that? You didn’t mean to put your cock in that itchy vagina? And it’s all accident?” I shouted and my voice was heard throughout the household.

When Craig bowed, Felicity stepped forward to me. I ignored her because I was looking at Craig, but it seemed like bad luck to me ... I didn’t think what Felicity could do just for Craig.

She pushed me hard on the stairs. It was as if there was slow motion around me. Craig tried to take my hand as his face was scarred and Felicity was smiling. Knowing that was going to happen, I hugged my stomach tight.

Please ... Hold on tight to mommy ...

When my head hit one of the stairs, it was as if the memories were fast-forwarding in my brain. Consecutive memories ...

Until I completely lost consciousness.

I have become a customer of the hospital. It seemed normal to me that when I opened my eyes; I was in the hospital. It’s like luck if when I wake up I won’t see a hospital room. I tried to move my body but I couldn’t move it. When I suddenly remembered what happened, it was as if my body had a switch and I suddenly woke up. I saw everyone worried, looking at me. Megan, Rayleigh, Craig, and Wayne.

When I saw Wayne, I wanted to hug him, but my heart seemed to say I didn’t want to. I would have talked to him when I remembered my baby. When I touched my stomach, they looked at me at the same time. Megan, whom I don’t know when I got home, averted her eyes from me.

“How is my child doing?” I stared at them one by one, unsure who to approach first. All I want to know is how my baby is doing! I’d like to know if he’s all right! When no one responded, my hands trembled. When the doctor walked in, I was going to get up.

I sank my foot to the floor and grabbed him by the collar of his uniform. I already know the answer based on their appearance, but I’m curious. Just in case something awful happens to my baby, I can’t forgive them!

They enrage me! My heart is racing. While Craig couldn’t stand me, Megan pulled me away from the doctor. I don’t give a damn about him any longer. They will never see me get engaged with the two of them, no matter what Felicity does.

“First, I want you to take a deep breath because what I’m going to tell you will be even worse—”

“Bullshit! Tell me what! How is my child!” I was no longer deterred. I want to know if there is still a kid in my stomach. I know the doctor is just putting up with me. He sighed, then spoke.

“I’m sorry to say this, but the child couldn’t handle the height of your fall. The first to hit is your stomach so he can’t survive. The baby is gone.”

It was as if what he said was repeated in my ear. I feel like I’m just stunned while playing with his words in my ear. It was as if I had lost myself. I do not know what to do. When the words sank in on me finally, I cried out. I let out all my anger at that scream and I knew they were deaf to what I did, so maybe even the other room could hear me.

“AHHHHHHHHHHG!” I threw everything I could find on the hospital bedside table. Megan wanted to stop me but she walked away because she knew I could hit her but nothing could stop my anger. No one tried to stop me.

My memory returned, but I had lost my baby.

Craig approached me when I had stopped weeping. He was going to touch me when I smacked his hand away, preventing him from touching me. I gave him a stern stare before speaking. On him, my stare was strong and dark. “I don’t know you. Who are you?”