Chapter3
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APRIL'S POV
I struggled to my feet, but Lena was faster and her fist connected with my face, sending a spark of blinding light that reverberated through my head and landed me back on the floor.
Her punches were aimed at my face and although I tried defending myself, her blows were relentless. My thoughts grew cloudy and disorganized causing my background to melt into a whirl of motion.
My body was slowly weakening and I could feel my strength leaving me. “Please…stop. Please “ I whimpered, my voice barely audible.
“You're being pathetic by pinning another man's bastard on Lucien. I'm the one carrying Lucien's child, not you. I'm the one he loves, not you!” Lena raved, her anger palpable.
With my last strength, I tried to reply, to push her off, but my attempts were futile as my mouth seemed dry and I felt my eyelids closing against my will. It was as if I was floating away from the scene, leaving my battered body behind.
I choked back a painful sob at the pain that enveloped my entire body. What had I done to deserve this?
In my weak state, Lena disengaged from me, her eyes filled with anger. “It was always me that he loved and it will always be. Just because you're pregnant doesn't mean Lucien would change his mind and accept you. He doesn't even care, so you and your little bastard could as well go to hell!”
With her legs positioned in action, she did what I least expected. She aimed a merciless kick at my tummy.
My sharp scream of anguish echoed in the compound, but it was met with a deafening silence as no one came to my aid.
I let out a groan of agony as I gasped for air, the pain almost driving me crazy. Soon, my vision began to fade and the last thing I saw before drowning in the sea of darkness was Lena's evil glinting eyes looking down on me.
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I shot my eyes open with a gentle gasp, but I squeezed them back almost immediately, squinting at the bright light that filtered its way into the hospital room. Pain slithered through my forehead and I released a gentle groan.
When my vision cleared, I tried to sit up but a bolt of electrifying pain spammed through me causing me to wince.
“How…did I end up here?” I whispered my thoughts as if expecting a reply to my question.
My brain clouded in confusion as I tried to put the pieces together. I remembered now, Lena had kicked me into unconsciousness. If she did, then who brought me here?
Suddenly, alarm shot through me and I grabbed my stomach at once. My baby! Had I lost my pregnancy? Oh God, please no!
Just then, the door opened and a nurse walked in carrying a tray. At the sight of me wide awake, she rushed forward, her concern visible. “Oh, I'm relieved to see you awake, Mrs. April. How do you feel?”
Her kindness sent warmth traveling through my body and I smiled in appreciation. “I'm fine, thanks for the concern. How long have I been here?”
“Five days, but don't worry, you'll be discharged once the doctor ascertains you to be fine,” The nurse replied, checking my forehead for any signs of fever.
“And my baby?” I asked slowly, as if afraid of the worst.
“Your babies are fine, Mrs April. Their vitals are stable and they're kicking just fine,” She chuckled. “Little warriors,”
I didn't return the smile, instead, my face paled at her words. “Wh–what do you mean babies…?”
“You're pregnant with twins. The scan confirmed it,”
A surge of breath escaped my lips as goosebumps filled my entire body. Here I was thinking it was only a seed in my womb. “I swear, if anything had happened to my kids, I'd have killed Lena with my bare hands,” I whispered to myself, my hands clenched.
“Are you okay Mrs April?” The nurse asked upon noticing my paleness.
I nodded quickly. “Yes, I'm okay. Thank you,”
“Alright, I'll get going now, but if you need anything, don't hesitate to use the call button,” she said gesturing to the button at my bedside.
I nodded and watched her take her leave. The door closed gently and I released a gentle sigh while leaning back into the bed.
My attention shifted to the Gala live on the TV and I relaxed to watch, hoping to distract myself from the recent unfortunate ordeals in my life.
Turns out, what a laughable thing to do.
“Billionaire Lucien Sinclair recites his wedding vows today,”
The announcement caused a hitch in my throat that left me breathless like some invisible hand was choking me with evil intent.
On the TV was Lucien dressed handsomely before a priest, exchanging vows with Lena, my foster sister. My heart somersaulted in shock at the sight of the extravagant display of guests and lavish decorations.
It was not in the way he exchanged rings with Lena that shattered me, rather it was the way he stared at her like a man in love, the way he helped her with her dress, and the way he smiled widely anytime she whispered into his ears.
So easy for him to move on barely a week after we broke up. Did I really mean nothing to him?
Tears streamed down my face, soaking my blouse. I wiped it off almost immediately, determined to stay strong. “The more I remain in this f****d up city, the more I'm reminded of his betrayal,”
As I watched the image of Lucien and Lena kissing each other passionately before the whole world, my rage burned and my jaws tightened. When I could no longer bear the view, I grabbed the remote and switched off the television.
Anger flooded through my veins as I lay on the hospital bed recalling my marriage and all the efforts I had put in only to be discarded like a piece of trash.
At that moment, resolve seeped into me and I scoffed heavily. Damn him! Damn Lucien!! I had to leave, to go far away, not only for my sake but for the sake of the sacred lives growing inside of me. They deserved better.
My silent vows were however interrupted by the sound of the door opening and I looked up with a pounding heart to find the person I least expected standing at the
entrance.
My heart skipped a painful beat and I cursed under my breath. “Damnit,”
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