My Ex-Husband's brother is the biker who saved me

04.Someone did save me

Audrey

I rushed back to my room, my body was shaking in furious anger.

I had gone through so much all these years just to be treated like this.

I tore off the dress I had on and quickly slipped into a pair of jeans trousers, and a hoodie. I grabbed my phone that was seated on the vanity table. And made for the door. But I stopped when my hands were on the handle and looked back at the vanity top. The divorce documents were still sitting there waiting for me to sign them, and without an ounce of hesitation, I went right back, picked a pen and signed my freedom right there.

I also added a f**k you on top of the paper. Enoch deserved that and much more.

It felt so good to do. I don't know why I had been delaying and hesitant to divorce Enoch all this time.

I dashed out of the house and hurriedly entered my car, and drove straight towards the gate.

The security man flagged me down. I hope he hasn't been instructed to stop me.

“Hi, Sir.” I smiled,

“Hello, madam. Why are you in a hurry? I hope everything is fine inside.” He looked at me suspiciously, but I willed myself to remain calm.

“Not at all. I just have an urgent appointment with my doctor. I need to leave immediately.” I said, “Enoch won't really like you delaying me, would he?” I added.

“Sorry, ma'am.” He stepped away and waved for the door to be opened.

I sped out and headed for the airport. I knew I couldn't go back to the house. It would be pure stupidity, and I also can't go to my parents' house. My dad would literally force me to go back to Enoch.

My phone kept ringing. Missed calls from Enoch, Mrs Windsor and even his stupid family members who hadn't bothered calling me before in their lives. For all the times we were married, I doubt Enoch had called me so many times.

I am done with this family's bullshit. They can't take my baby away from me. My sweet child is all I have left.

My phone rang again, and I checked it. It was my mom. I got all emotional all over again. And before I could think twice, I picked up my phone because I was in desperate need of motherly love.

“Audrey?” Her quiet voice filled the line, and I burst into fresh tears. I missed her so much.

“Mom?”

“Baby, where are you?”

“I can't do it anymore, mummy. I can't.”

“I know, but think about your unborn child.” She pressured.

“I am. I'm doing this for my baby. I can't stay in that family anymore.” My mom was silent for a bit, and I could hear my dad's breathing heavy on the other end of the line. He is probably doing all he can to refrain from raising his voice.

“Audrey?” His voice soon came on the line, too, and as I expected, he was pissed.

“You have to go back.”

“No!”

“We would lose a lot because of your stupidity.” He shouted, and I winced.

“Don't you care about me, too. Does it always have to be all about you and your company? I'm suffering here, Dad, but you can't seem to see that because you are blinded by the Windsor’s money.” My voice also got raised, and my dad went silent.

“They helped us in the most difficult times.” He said quietly. “They are our friends.”

“No, they are not. What kind of friend always wants something back whenever they stretch out their hands for help? I'm done, and that's final.”

“You can't escape. They have connections all over. They are f*****g billionaires, Audrey. You would be gambling your whole life.”

“I don't care.” I hung up the phone, and before I could toss it to the passenger seat, another call entered, and without checking, I knew it was Enoch.

I picked up in frustration. I hadn't even been gone for barely ten minutes, and I had no breathing space.

“Audrey came back home.” He said. I immediately picked up, and I scoffed.

Home? I don't have a home with him.

“Audrey!”

“Go to hell!” I shouted back and flung my phone out of the window.

By the time I turned towards the road again, I had lost control of the wheels, and before I knew what was happening, my car had crashed into a tree.

The impact was very hard, and I collided my head, stomach, and whole body against the steering wheel. A shrill ring penetrated my hearing and my head. I remained in the same position, feeling weak and dizzy. My head was also pounding, and my body joints hurt.

I couldn't feel my tummy again. Panic seized me immediately. I don't want to lose my baby. The little child hadn't done anything in this world to warrant being killed in a car crash like this.

I can't lose my baby because it would also kill me.

I fumbled with my seat belt, trying to unplug it and get out of the car. It took me forever, but I eventually did.

I stepped out, and it was like the world was rotating in a circular motion.

I held on to the car door for support as I felt a hot liquid go down my legs. My heartbeat increased in panic as I cautiously stared down at my jeans, and I saw blood.

“Oh no!” I cried out and quickly let go of the car door so I could go to the middle of the road, maybe someone could help.

But the movement was so sudden for my body to take that I collapsed right there on the ground.

But I'm not giving up on my baby. I crawled on my hands and feet, and after what felt like forever. I finally made my way to the roadside.

It was like the gods were against me because no matter how I looked, the road was completely blank.

I lay on my side dejectedly, my hand rubbing my stomach in pain. But I'm still waiting.

Finally, a motorbike appeared on the horizon. I raised my head, but I had no voice to shout for help p

roperly.

Thankfully, the bike stopped, and the blurry vision of a man came down. He walked towards me, and I stared at his familiar black boots till I slipped into the embrace of darkness.