Kian Calen Levington POV
I'm restless right now. We are in the hospital, and Asteria still hasn't woken up. I'm really sorry. In my anger, I didn't realize I was hurting my wife. I cried in pain.
When she passed out, I immediately approached her. That's when I woke up to the truth: she and the baby were in danger. Her blood on her thigh is still fresh in my mind, her face full of tears. She was afraid I couldn't save them. I kissed her on her forehead.
"I'm so sorry," I said, caressing her face. She's still so beautiful, she hasn't faded. My cell phone rang.
Grey: Bro, I've found what you're looking for. Come to my condo now.
I got up and called a nurse.
"Please watch over my wife. I'm just going somewhere," I said and left. I had ordered something from Grey, and now he had it. I drove to Grey's condo.
"Oh, bro, you're here," Grey said, opening the door. I entered and saw a man. The man who made me angry with Asteria. The one in the photo with her.
"I'll leave you guys for now," Grey said. I just nodded, and he left.
Victor Rodriguez. He was with Asteria in the pictures. I had found him. I approached him and hit him hard.
"You fucker!" I couldn't hold back anymore and screamed in his face. He grabbed my shoulder.
"Let me explain first," he said, blood on the side of his lips.
I calmed down for a moment and sat with him.
"Your wife didn't do anything wrong," he started.
"The truth is we just set her up," he continued. I suddenly breathed deeply. Asteria was innocent, but what did I do to her? I didn't listen to her! I grabbed Victor's collar.
"Why did you set her up? Who did this with you?" I screamed in frustration.
"I was ordered by the person I love. I love her very much," he replied weakly. I punched him again, unable to hold back.
"Who!? Who ordered you!?" I asked, still seething with anger.
"Kate, Kate Brillantes. Don't be angry with your wife. She didn't do anything wrong," he said weakly. I pushed him and left.
I'm a fool, damn it! That motherfucker Kate! Why couldn't she leave us alone? Why is she still interfering in our relationship? She's crazy. I'm driving back to the hospital. I'm the father of the child, but I accused Asteria of being with another man.
I'm so sorry! I should have let Asteria explain first. I'm stupid. I didn't believe her. She is my wife, and I should have listened to her despite the incriminating picture. When I came back, I found her still sleeping. I held her hand.
"Asteria, I'm so sorry. Forgive me," I kissed her forehead while crying. She moved and slowly opened her eyes, staring at me.
Asteria Celeste Averix Levington POV
I woke up with someone holding my hand. I smiled, knowing it was Kian. Is she no longer angry with me? Suddenly, I remembered what happened. Why is she here? Is she mad at me?
"How's the baby?" I asked, confused.
"Our baby is fine," she answered, her face full of tears. Ours. What a big word. Wow! It's good she said our baby.
"Ours? This is not your child. This is my daughter from another man," I said bitterly. I saw her eyes were sad.
"Asteria, I'm sorry."
"Sorry?" I smiled bitterly.
"Kian," I said, pausing. I love her, but if she does this to me, it's better if we just break up. My child's life is more important to me. She stared at me, waiting for me to say something.
"Let's separate for now," I said. Her eyes widened.
"No," she shouted. She knelt down.
"Asteria, please. Don't leave me again. I'm sorry for what I did. I'm sorry. I won't do it again," she said with a sigh. Her cry was getting louder, the pain palpable. I looked at her sternly.
"Asteria, please don't leave me. I will do everything you want so you can forgive me." I quickly moved the blanket aside.
"Anything?" I asked. She nodded.
"Anything," she said.
"Ahmm," I blushed at the thought.
"Can I touch your abs?" I asked shyly.
"What!?" she asked, surprised and seemingly amused.
"Touch your abs, please," I said with puppy eyes.
"That's all?" she answered coolly. She wiped her face and took off her clothes. Wow, my love is still hot. I started to touch her. It's really firm. I bit my lip.
"Oh my gosh!" someone shouted, opening the door. We quickly turned around. I looked at who screamed. It was embarrassing.
Kian hurriedly put her clothes back on. I covered myself with the blanket again. I was embarrassed that my mother saw me like that. What a waste of that moment. It's still nice to touch her firm abs. When I have time, I will kiss and taste them. Just thinking about it makes me blush. I swallowed. What's this? Why is my mind so dirty?
I heard Mom laugh, and my wife too. Hmm, did she think I would forgive her right away? No, because I still have plans to touch her abs again. It's hot here! Isn't there is a air conditioning here?
Kian removed the blanket from me. Both she and Mom smiled at me. Mom smiled softly, but my wife had a playful smile on her face. Maybe after Mom leaves, she will do something to me. I can see she's planning something from her expression.
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