Ian's POV
While I was starting my car, suddenly a pang of guilt hit me the moment I looked at Winter's innocent face.
What the fuvk am I even doing??
I literally blatantly lied to her that there was an emergency at the hospital when in reality it was all about Elena who suddenly decided to show up today at my hospital out of nowhere. Her sudden appearance out of the blue had literally put me off guard and almost pushed me to my limits. After all these fucking years of abandoning her husband and her children, she suddenly decides to show up one fine sunny day and fuck up my life once again.
She literally came dressed today so extravagantly that as soon as she stepped foot on the hospital premises she had successfully gathered everyone's attention. And then when she asked about my know-how on the reception desk, the entire attention diverted towards me. Even to hell with the fact that some of the hospital staff even recognised her as a top model whom they had seen on television, newspapers and magazines. Apparently, though I didn't really care to know how she was doing these days, but the minute I saw her adorned in those gucci, prada outfits and accessories, I definitely knew that she was doing pretty well nevertheless.
When a staff suddenly knocked on my chamber informing that somebody was looking for me, I was pretty shook because I didn't do outdoors on Sundays. But the moment I saw this woman aka my ex wife emerge from behind the door I felt pukish all over my body. The hate that spread across my body was unimaginable and I couldn't bear to be in the same room as her. I hated her in every possible way.
Somehow, I adjusted my composure and kept myself calm. But all of my gentlemanly behaviour just vanished the moment Elena tried to sweetly smile at me. A spiteful vile rose in my blood and I wanted to literally lash out at her but I somehow controlled my urges. I let out a hateful smirk and asked her directly in a monotone, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Well, well won't you welcome your wife Ian?", Elena let out an equally evil smirk and walked towards me.
She was the same damned woman even after all of these years.
I rose up from my seat and crossed my arms, " Correction- ex wife".
"Oh... come on I know you missed me considering how much you loved me back in those college days", she let out a sly chuckle.
My veins were clearly visible across my forehead now.
"Why are you here Elena?!", I straightaway asked her without anymore useless words."Why?? I am just visiting you Ian", she tried to sway her perfectly straightened hair in the air, "Can't I?"
"Come on shut up Elena. Both you and I know that you don't even do a single thing in the world without any purpose of yours. So tell me what are you here for?!", I grew impatient and could barely bear her existence in my chamber anymore.
"Fine you win... Well I had a photoshoot with a leading magazine in this town. So, I decided to drop by and meet Adam and you..." , Elena pulled out the chair and sat down crossing her legs elegantly which made me even more angry.
"You could have just called Adam and scheduled a meeting with him. Why did you have to drop by my office?!", I almost gritted my teeth.
"Cause I was missing my ex-hubby", she let out a playful laugh and I was just one string away from throwing her out of the room. " ..I am just kidding. Well.. I injured my hand while shooting so, I just came here to get treated. The crew were pretty worried and wanted me to get treated as soon as possible. And you know how much important my body is to me. I just have to stay in the perfect shape, so I came here. Nothing personal with you Ian", she put up her perfectly manicured pinky finger in the air which had a tiny bandage on it.
What the hell?!!! Probably that stupid small wound didn't even require any medical attention. But she literally just did this to piss me off in the worst way possible. She was a woman of colours and superiority so may be she just wanted to show off how much better she was doing nowadays and shove it to my face.
I just clicked my tongue and looked the other way completely ignoring the woman sitting infront of me whom I had unconditionally loved for years.
She suddenly tapped her heels and got up from the seat swinging her mini purse. Her purse was so tiny that it could barely even hold a mobile phone and I am pretty much sure it served no productive purpose just like the woman standing in my room.
"Nevermind, I need to go now... I have an important interview in the evening and I need to get ready. I'll call Adam and ask him to meet me. It was nice to meet you, ex-husband", Elena swayed her waist and turned towards the door waisting no more time.
For a moment I lost all of my valid senses and the words of regret left my mouth, "Elena do you even remember that you have another child named Aiden?"
Elena's shoulders stiffened and I could say that she definitely felt uneasy for a fraction of second become she regained her haughty composure. She looked back towards me and smiled casually, " I guess I made it clear to you since a long time that I just have one son, and that is Adam."
And saying this she just left....she left the room clicking her heels.... yet again breaking my heart into another several pieces. I stared at the door for a few minutes stupidly until my vision blurred out.
Was I crying???....
A sudden wave of sadness hit all over me. What was Aiden's fault that his real mother didn't even acknowledge him?!
I don't know what was vaguely wrong with Elena's mentality structure but I was sure that she was the cruelest person I have ever met. She is probably one of the worst examples of a mother- a selfish, self centered person and nothing else.
May be she has achieved a lot of success in her professional life today but she will never be a good person how much ever she tries. And from the tabloids that I have read, she is currently dating some 50 year old director, I am sure it's all for her own benefit as well. She is not capable of love. A mother who doesn't look after her child whatever the situation is can never love anybody else!!Since she left, I kept on overthinking about everything that has happened and reliving down the memory lane. I felt so empty inside that I locked my chamber and sat there staring at the ceiling for hours until I realised that I had promised to go on a date with Winter. And that's when another wave of realisation hit me that if I was doing right with Winter. Practically looking at it from afar I could clearly see myself turning into a selfish person like Elena and using Winter for my own benefits. I was clearly leading her on because I wanted to keep her close so she could look after Aiden. Like what in the fucking world am I doing?! When the hell did I turn into this person. Meeting Elena today was a slap across my face that I was doing the same thing with Winter. Even though I am not sure about my feelings for her, I am trying to court her for my own reasons and that is equally horrible. My conscience kept on fighting me while my other half of the brain was trying to convince me that the world worked like this only. All the number of times I trusted people and loved them they treated me like shit. In this world, everyone uses everyone else for something or the other and there was no wrong in me courting Winter. I genuinely liked her as a person and maybe my feelings for her were still in a developing stage but someday in the future we will be close. But there was zero to no trust left in me to put on somebody else. I couldn't afford to love somebody anymore in my life and I have promised it to myself. Hence, I would definitely provide Winter with every possible thing in the world but the only thing she would have to compromise was my love. From what I know, I can definitely figure out that she has a crush on me or more blantly saying a liking towards me. May be I am using it to my benefit in this situation but I am just helpless. I'll try to give her everything except love.
Afterall, I am doing this just for my boy Aiden!!
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