Chapter 24
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Raina
"Evo? Why are you sitting in a wheelchair?" That question barely escaped my lips. Can he no longer walk?
"Why are you still in my house?" he asked me coldly instead of answering my question.
"W-What do you mean?" I asked in confusion. Is he kicking me out because he believed what his mother told him? Did he believe that I betrayed him?
Although it stated in our contract agreement that we are allowed to fall in love with another man or woman, I still remain faithful to him.
"I want you to leave my house right now," he said firmly.
His face was serious, and it seemed like his attitude had changed significantly. I could also feel the anger he was holding back toward me.
"I will explain, Evo. What your mom told you is not true. I didn't deceive you," I said to him with tears in my eyes.
"Didn't you hear what Evo said? Leave his house right now. He doesn't want to see your face anymore," Rina told me dismissively.
When Rina pushed Evo inside the house, I immediately followed them, but Pit firmly stopped me.
"Are you really not going to let me enter our own house?" I asked Pit, tears streaming down my face. I couldn't believe that was happening to me.
"You really have the nerve, Raina. You still have the guts to stay in this house after what you've done," Rina said, she went outside after getting Evo inside the house. "Leave this house and never come back ever again. Because Evo would never want to see the face of the woman who killed his mother."
My eyes suddenly widened when I heard what my sister said. "W-What do you mean I killed his mother, Rina?"
"Stop pretending, Raina. Be thankful that Evo didn't have you imprisoned for the sake of the baby in your womb," my sister said before turning her back on me and going back inside the house.
"What does Rina mean, Pit? Why did she say that I killed Evo's mother?" I asked Pit, feeling confused.
Pit shook his head before answering. "Sir Evo's mother was killed. Her body was found inside her car. She was strangled to death. And the last person she talked to before she died was you, Raina."
My eyes widened at what I discovered. Tears quickly raced to fall as I shook my head.
"No. That's not true. I didn't kill her. The last time I spoke to her was at the hospital." My knees weakened, and I suddenly sat down on the Bermuda grass. How did Evo's mother die? Who killed her? And why do they think I killed her?
"This is extremely painful for Sir Evo, Raina. Not only can he no longer walk, but his mother also passed away. A bullet hit two of his knee bones, so he won't be able to walk again."
It felt like the heavens collapsed on me with the successive bad news I heard. I felt like I was cursed, and everyone around me was being affected by my misfortune.
I stood up from sitting on the grass and knocked on the door. "Talk to me, Evo! I am innocent! I didn't kill your mom! I couldn't do that!"
I was crying while begging. Why is it that I always end up pleading with the people around me? I thought my only problem would be convincing Evo that I wasn't deceiving him. I never imagined I would face an even heavier problem—one I had no idea had happened.
The door opened, and Evo appeared in front of me, holding my large suitcase.
"Get out of my house, Raina. From this day forward, I don't want to see your face anymore," he said through gritted teeth. Then he pushed the suitcase containing my belongings out the door.
I could clearly see the intense anger on Evo's face while his fists were clenched. Maybe if I weren't pregnant and if he could stand, he might have hurt me.
I wanted to insist again that I was not the person who killed his mother. But I saw on his cold face that no matter what I said, he wouldn't believe me. I would just be wasting my breath because his mind was closed.
Instead of explaining again and insisting that I wasn't at fault, I just cried silently and picked up the suitcase that had fallen to the ground. I wiped away my tears and glanced at Evo one last time before turning around and walking out of the gate without a word, dragging my suitcase behind me.
My chest felt so heavy as I walked out of the gate. It hurt. It was as if my chest had been cut repeatedly by a sharp knife. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to ease my tightening chest.
I opened my eyes and loaded my suitcase into my car and drove away from Evo's house. My eyes were filled with tears as I drove, so I almost hit the car in front of me that had slowed down.
I stopped my car on the side of the road because I might get into an accident. I don't want anything bad to happen to my baby. He is my only hope to keep my sanity. He is the only one I hold onto to make me want to live.
Because of my incessant crying and extreme depression, my stomach suddenly hurt. Even though my stomach hurt so much, I still forced myself to drive to the hospital. But just as I reached the entrance of the hospital, my vision suddenly darkened and I lost consciousness.
When I regained consciousness, I was already lying on a hospital bed. I immediately felt my belly with my hand out of great fear. I breathed a sigh of relief when I felt that my baby was still inside my belly. But when I remembered what happened, I couldn't help but cry again. I felt the intense pain in my chest once more.
"Don't cry, Ma'am. Crying will be bad for your baby," the nurse stopped me when she entered and saw me crying.
I wiped my tears before talking to the nurse. "How is my baby? Is he okay? And who brought me here?"
The nurse smiled at me slightly. "The baby is okay. But don't cry anymore. It will be bad for you and your baby. Whatever problem you're facing, I'm sure you'll overcome it," she advised me. "The person who asked for help for you was the guard of the hospital. He saw you collapsed so he immediately asked for help."
I nodded gently at her. She's right. I will also overcome this problem. I've overcome many problems before. Even if this is the hardest problem that has come into my life, I will strive to overcome it for the sake of my baby. And I am thankful to that guard who saved both me and also my baby's life. From now on, I will not cry anymore.
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