The Billionaire's Wicked Scars | RBS 3

CHAPTER 25 - CHILD

ZERO

Midnight came and I woke up uncomfortably of my surroundings. I wanted to transfer myself to our room. I'm not really into sleeping on hospital beds especially when I cannot ignore the smell of medicine. Ilang beses na rin naman akong napapasok dito simula nang maging agent ako, pero kahit kailan hindi ako nag-stay. 

Isa pa, I want to feel the warmth beside the woman who's now sleeping soundly at the long couch, few steps away from my hospital bed. Oh shit, I never imagined myself to be a clingy husband. This feeling is new yet seemed familiar to me. All I know is that something changed from last night. 

I watched her sleeping. Her long hair is spread out on her pillow as she silently breathes. My gaze fell on her slightly opened lips and I gulped at the moisture from it. I quickly averted my gaze to the ceiling. Wish I could sleep from my thoughts! 

I tried to normalize my breathing. I badly need to sleep and good thing my body cooperated. I really want this hospital thing done. 

My eyes opened and I saw the familiar design of chandeliers. The room was dark and the only light I have is the moonlight from the floor to ceiling windows. I pushed my body up the bed and reached for the bedside lamp. I can't sleep so I decided to go to my sister's bedroom. I think that will do. 

As I walked along the hallway of the palace, broken vases and disassembled knight armors were scattered on the floor. It was like a night thief invaded the place. Oh no! I should warn my father! Maybe the guards didn't saw the thief! 

I run as fast as I can to the master's bedroom with a thumping heart. I even grabbed a metal sword from the armors in case the thief attacks me, I have something for defense. 

When I reached the door, my hand trembled when I heard loud crashing sounds on the other side. What's happening-

"Fuck you, Copernic! You're nothing but a goddamned monster!" I heard my mother shouted. 

The metal sword fell on the carpeted floor making a loud sound. My body froze. Here they go again... I thought.

"Verona, please... let's talk things out-"  

"Stay away from me, you monster! I will never forgive you! You will never have my children! They don't deserve a monster for a father!" 

"I know I did wrong but can you just please listen-"  my father's voice sounded so broken. 

It's just one of the nights where my parents kept on shouting and breaking everything inside the palace. My youth was exposed to their fighting and the only thing I don't want to happen...

"How dare you ask me that?" my mother crazily laughed. 

"Did you even listen to me when I pleaded you to spare the life of my baby?! Huh? Did you?" she continued angrily. 

Loud crashing of glasses followed their shouting. I can't even remember how long I was standing at the door until I heard a soft cry on the next door. Nikkaila...

Her innocent cries broke my heart as her small hands rubbed her eyes. She is trembling with fear. I quickly went to my little sister and carried her. My hands instantly wrapped around her small body and I can really feel how she is deeply affected by my parents' loveless relationship. 

I have been an observant ever since I gained my consciousness to this family. The more I age, the more I hear them fighting. It's like I lived in a movie with a purpose to repeat itself over and over again. And I personally didn't care at all because I can't relate to whatever my father and mother were talking about. But things changed when Nikkaila was born.