My Daughters Father

Chapter 32

Ricky's pov
I rush in the hospital and go up to the front desk to a woman typing.

"Hi can you please tell me what room Wilder Alvarez is in?" I ask out of breath, for driving here wasn't much of a joy.

She looks up at me and smirks.

"Oh you must be the husband, yah he's on the second floor, first door to your right." She directs giving me a badge to wear saying that I'm allowed to be up there since I'm the father.

"Thank you" I reply putting the badge on and running to my boys room.

I get in the elevator and a doctor is standing next to me.

"Hello" I say casually.

"Hi. How's your day going?" She asks kindly.

I sigh and smile at her.

"Well, not so great after hearing my 4 and a half month old son is in the hospital after having a seizure, my day kinda went down hill, but thanks for asking". I rant on.

She gasps and smiles at me.

"Does your son happen to be Mr.Wilder Alvarez?" She asks, making me snap my head up instantly surprised that she knows my baby boy.

"Uhhhh yah. How'd you know?" I ask scratching the back of my neck.

She looks down at her papers to see what room she suppose to go to next.

"That little troopers my patient. He's doing just fine, should be able to go home tomorrow afternoon" she says making me feel a whole lot better.

"Really!! You don't know how happy that news makes me"! I excitedly respond.

"Well you know sometimes new moms forget that they can't drink alcoholic substances while nursing, but now your wife knows. Also she's going to be telling you some news soon, so congratulations" she beams before exiting the elevator leaving me confused.

I wait, still having to go one floor up.

I'm hella confused. What does she mean about Ariana drinking and nursing? All Ariana told me was that he had a fever that caused a seizure, nothing more about breastfeeding and alcohol. And on top of that why did the doctor congratulate me.

I shake my head leaving the elevator and making a right to the door.

I take a deep breath going in there. I hope Ariana and I can just keep our words and arguments to ourselves for the sake of our boy.

Opening the door slowly and silently so I don't startle Wilder I hear Ariana talking to him.

"You know to be honest this baby could be your daddy's because of the one night we had before he decided to take you and your sister away from me, but it could also be Justin's as well" I hear making my way closer to them as she sits on the rocking chair.

"Oh my god Ricky, you scared me warn a body next time!" She shrieks making my boy wake up startled at the fact that his mother shouted.

"What the fuck do you mean you're pregnant? Is it mine?" I spat making Ariana look at me nervously.

I grab Wilder from her and kiss his cheeks as I sit down on a chair facing a glaring Ariana.

"He was falling asleep with me Richard!" She angrily says.

I sarcastically chuckle.

"Answer the question Ariana! Is that child you're carrying mine or not"? I question again trying not yell for the sake of my baby boy.

She sighs tiredly. She looks awful to be honest, like she hasn't slept for decades and I kinda start feeling bad for her.

"Ricky, look I'm not 100% sure if it's yours or not okay! I just found out today so cut me some slack! I've been running around all night, crying my eyes out worried about this baby we have. So please just don't argue with me right now, I'm just as upset and confused about this surprise too". She cries out wiping away her tears. She must be super stressed out about all this.