Once a Wife [English Version]

Chapter 25

MARICAR lost it.

She lost the baby. Her baby.

"YOU'RE just halfway through your first trimester, Mrs." Dr. Rivera calmly said, "Usually, a fetus at this phase is still weak and due to the high level of stress and the accident you had, it couldn't handle the tension," she added.

She has no energy to listen nor the ability to speak at all. She's lost.

Tristan wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close. It has been a week since she lost their baby... her baby and there's no single night she wouldn't dream about it.

"Don't worry Mr. & Mrs., I know at your age you are worried if you could still try again. I would like to inform that yes, you can still try again. You are both healthy individuals and it's a good thing that there were no complications in your miscarriage,"

Miscarriage.

As if a trigger was pulled upon hearing that word and it made her tremble, scared and broken. It's like a reminder that it is really gone. Forever.

She broke down into tears as Tristan tighten his embrace. How could the doctor say it as if it was a piece of good news? How could she tell a mother who just lost a child that they could just try again as if he or she can be replaced?

She clenched her fist so tight that no blood could flow. It's not that simple.

The doctor gave her some instructions along with a prescription but Tristan must felt that she wasn't listening to this cold-hearted bitch who just called her baby a fetus. Just a fetus like it still hasn't lived.

Yes, it wasn't born in this world but it already lived inside her.

So, he took care of everything while she chose to remain silent and she preferred to stay that way, fearing that she might lose her words if she does try.

It was a silent ride home after that. Tristan respected her silence yet from time to time asked her some random questions.

"I'm hungry," Tristan softly said while on the road, "Let's eat?" he gave her a faint smile.

She moved her eyes away from him as she couldn't stand seeing him trying to be strong for her. Tristan didn't deserve this. She knew that he's hurting, too.

"I'm not hungry,"

"I'll just buy some food, will that be okay?" He asked, "Please?"

She nodded at him, "Okay..." but, Tristian being him, he just requested a table for two and eventually ordered food that is good for the both of them.

"C'mon, Icang," He held her hand, "You need to eat. It has been a while since you eat. Please?"

Look at this man. Always looking after her before himself. Her heart hurt more knowing that this man, with a heart so pure, is hurting like her.

She looked at him with a deep set of eyes and felt embracing him so she did. She scooted in her seat and buried her face in his chest.

"I'm s-sorry..." she cried, "I'm so sorry..."

"It wasn't your fault, Baby..." He kissed the top of her head, "It wasn't your fault..."

Tristan at the end settled the bill and take out their food. They just went home and cried in each other's arms.

"Mommy..." It's already 10 AM in the morning and she still didn't feel like getting out of the bed, "C-Can we come in?"

She faintly smiled at Raven. Oh my god, when was the last she saw them?

"Of course..." She sits properly and waited for them to come. Gryffin sat beside her while Huffle was on the other side.

Raven settled at her feet with Slyther.

"We're just here for you, Mommy" Huffle sweetly said with tears in the corner of her eyes, "We love you..."

The rest of them didn't talk anymore rather caged her inside their arms. She felt weak at the same time strong in their presence.

The next time she woke up, it was Tristan who's already beside her, spooning her from behind. She slowly turned to face him and she could see his aristocratic face.

She caressed his face. He looked so tired but managed to be with her at this time.

She lightly placed a soft kiss on his forehead. He moved closer and embraced her so tight. His face placed on her neck as he nuzzled her scent.

She embraced him back.

She doesn't care if this tragedy was killing her, but it's slowly killing her family, too.

This has to end. This weakness should end.

"Where are you going?" Tristan woke up and saw her already dressed.

"I'm going to Wizards," she said and didn't look him in the eyes, "How about you?"

His forehead creased, "But you should be resting--"

"I can't stay here, Tristan. It's been two weeks," she said, "I have to --"

"Baby," He lovingly called her. Damn it. She used to love that endearment, but it won't help her now.

That would only make her weak, it made her lose her baby and she can't be weak now.

"Please, don't call me that", She asked and grabbed her things, "I have to go..."

"I took a leave of absence. I already spoke with Papa," he reached for her hand, "You don't have to do this..."

"No, Tristan," she pulled away, "You didn't have to do that. Your life shouldn't stop, don't revolve it around me."

Tristan was taken aback by what she said. Even her, too. Wait, where did she even get those words?

She was about to say sorry but something stopped her. She can't play baby, anymore.

"I-I'll go ahead," she stepped back and managed to take a few steps when a solid and warm arm wrapped around her.

She stilled. Tears started to form at the corner of her eyes.

"I love you," How could Tristan say those words without any pang of anger and blame? How could he say it and make her feel more loved than before?

Her heart ached so she pulled away from the embrace because his embrace makes her forget as his warmth could thaw her frozen heart, no matter how cold she is now.

She can't forget.

She immediately runs into her car and drives. She wanted to run back to him but she can't. She caused him enough heartaches so it is time for her to endure hers.

She made herself busy as soon as she went back until Tania knocked on the small confinement of her room.

"Ma'am, someone's looking for you,"

Even before she could ask who, he walked inside with apologetic eyes and guilty expression.

"Maricar" It's Dominic.

As if her hand has a mind of its own, she welcomed him with a hard slap on his both cheek.