Filed To Story: Cheating with My Boyfriend's Best Friend Novel Read Online (Olive & Aaron)
I instantly lost strength, and I turned my head and vomited on the ground.
“It’s been almost two weeks. Why are theaftereffects still so severe?” Aaron was on the verge of panicking. He picked me up and rushed towards Dr. Wayne’s office.
“Put… put me down…” Although Aaron’sembrace was usually very secure, it was different now. I couldn’t bear any jostling!
This feeling was too uncomfortable!
“What’s going on?” Rock was also stunnedby my sudden symptoms and followed us.
I was so uncomfortable that my face turned pale, and I almost fainted.
“Dr. Wayne! She’s vomiting again!” Aaronpractically kicked open the office door and rushed in.
“Put her down!” As soon as Dr. Wayne sawme, his face changed, and he immediately shouted.
Thank goodness someone who knew the situation finally spoke up for me.
“You can’t carry her like that, it’s toojostling.” Dr. Wayne quickly approached and asked about my condition.
“It’s nothing.”I didn’t want to say much.
“Please be honest with me, Dr. Wayne. Isshe allowed to take a plane now? I’m really worried that there might be other undetected illnesses. She’s vomiting unusually.”
Aaron’s concern was so genuine.
Under normal circumstances, I would have been moved, but now I just felt nervous.
If I were to let him accompany me back to the United States, to undergo a compre-hensive physical examination at the private hospital of the Morris family, my secret would be exposed!
I looked at Dr. Wayne in a panic.
“Given her current situation, it will still takea few more days at least. As you can see, her condition isn’t stable even for a full day.”
Aaron reluctantly squatted down, his eyes filled with concern as he stared at me. “Are you still feeling dizzy? Is there any other pain?”
“Not really,” I was feeling a little guilty.”Aaron, I’m feeling a bit tired.”
Forgive me, but this was currently the most convenient excuse I had.
Aaron sent me back to the ward.”Can you sleep alone for a while? I need to apologize to Dr. Wayne for that heavy kick earlier. Seems like his door was broken. And by the way, I really can’t help but worry about your vomiting.”
“Okay, go ahead.” I couldn’t wait for him toleave.
Dr. Wayne was skilled in improvisation, and he should be able to handle things more easily.
At least easier than me.
I lay on the bed pretending to sleep and ended up falling asleep.
“Sweetie, can you hear me?” In a daze, itseemed like I heard someone shaking my body.
Was it a dream?
“Olive, it’s me. There’s something I want totell you.” It sounded like Kristy’s voice.
I groggily opened my eyes. In the dimly lit room, Kristy was sitting alone by the bed-side, looking at me.
I glanced out the window. Well, it was early morning.
“What happened?” It was an unusual timefor her to have a conversation with me, and I couldn’t imagine what Kristy wanted to talk about.
But her expression looked serious, and also conflicted, as if she was struggling with something. I couldn’t decipher her specific emotions at that moment.
“I want to talk to you about the baby,” Kristyspoke in a hushed tone, seemingly not wanting others outside to hear. “Your fa-ther and I heard about what happened last night from Rock. I’ve been thinking about it, and I thought it would be better to talk about it with you.”
“Talk about what?” I still didn’t understandher intention.
But Kristy leaned closer to me, her voice tense and cautious. “If…
and I mean if you don’t want this child, I can ask Dr. Wayne to help with an abortion.”
What?
Kristy’s words were like a heavy bomb ex-ploding next to my ear, catching me com-pletely off guard.
At that moment, an infinite rage ignited within me. I almost jumped up from the bed, ready to shout in anger. But the last shred of sanity restrained me.
I stared at her intensely, “Why are you telling me this?”
“Your father and I have caused irreparableharm to you, and now, I don’t want to see you hurt anymore.” Kristy sadly looked at me, with a seemingly mother’s compas-sionate gaze.”I can see that you and Aaron love each other. But if this child becomes a source of conflict between you…”
“What do you mean?” Finally, the anger broke through my last bit of sanity.
For the first time in my thirty years of life, I experienced the pinnacle of fury.
“Do you think what you’re saying now is formy good, Kristy?”
I was so infuriated. I wished I could imme-diately jump off the bed and give this wom-an in front of me a good beating.
“You regret giving birth to me so much? Sonow, when you see your reflection in me, you have the nerve to hide behind the ex-cuse of doing it for my good, hoping I can fix the mistakes you made in the past?”
“No… Sweetie, you get me wrong!” Kristypanicked, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t express my-self well. But I didn’t mean that!”
“Then what do you mean?” My heart achedas if it were dying.
Every time I looked into this woman’s eyes, I felt like my soul was being torn apart by this devil before me.
Why was there such a cruel mother in the world?
“You want me to kill my child!” I was so an-gry that tears streamed down my face. My chest cramped, and even the child in my womb seemed to sense my anger and sad-ness, moving slightly.
“Listen, Kristy, whether you love your childis your business! This is my child, and I will give birth to him or her!” I stared at Kristy with determination, tears flowing endless-ly. “I will shower this child with love and provide them with the happiest childhood. I won’t let this child endure the same pain and grievances as I did! I will not become another you!”
“Listen to me. I understand that this con-versation is difficult for you, but can you please try to calm down and hear me out like a grown-up?”
Kristy’s tone was so calm that I felt as if the blood coursing through my veins had frozen. I was astounded and incredulous. Could a mother really talk like that?
“Are you insinuating that only by beingcoldblooded like you can I be called cool?”I retorted, my fury simmering dangerously beneath the surface, but I made a conscious effort to keep the volcanic emotions in check.
My silent duel with Kristy was unfolding right before my eyes, subtly and insidious-ly. I was barely aware of it, yet I knew one thing.
I was as much a mother as she was, but I refused to be a carbon copy of her.
“Kristy, don’t you think you’re being a bitpresumptuous? Do you regard yourself as doing me a favor by suggesting that an un-expected child should not become my life’s purpose? Look at where we are now. Do you find that even slightly convincing?”
My voice was a seething cauldron of emo-tions. My chest heaved with each ragged breath I took, and my eyes were like twin infernos, ready to spew forth the flames of my indignation.
“A mother, devoid of warmth, compassion,and responsibility, who, even after bringing a child into this world, opts for her selfish desires over her child’s well-being.
Isn’t that what you are?”
“Yes!” The word slipped from Kristy’s lips, her face hardening like ice. “And that is pre-cisely why I’m trying to dissuade you from following the same path I did.”
The affirmation left me dumbstruck. For a moment, I didn’t know what to say.
As I grappled with her audacity, her change of demeanor took me by surprise. Gone was the softspoken woman, replaced by an assertive, forceful adversary.
“I confess that I am not a model mother. Inthe grand scheme of my life, my career and my thirst for exploration outweighed my maternal instincts. I can even tell you hon-estly that I don’t regret my decision to abandon you and return to Antarctica.”
She voiced her true thoughts. Even after witnessing the ordeal I had been through and the life I had nearly lost while trying to untangle the knots in their hearts, they re-mained unmoved.
The pain was unbearable, as if my heart had been pierced by arrows. Even my vis-cera started to twist in agony.
Undeterred by my visible distress, Kristy was determined to pour out her grievances.
She rolled up her sleeves, crossed her arms, and paced back and forth in front of my bed. “In this situation, I’d rather make everything clear to you. Your father and I have never regretted our choices.
We were naive and young, believing that love would conquer all.
We thought we could return to New
York and provide you with a good life. But you know well enough what transpired afterward.”
“So, in your eyes, I am nothing but a mis-take?”I asked provocatively.
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