Chapter 3 Why

She decided to pay Hudson a visit at his private office at the Hayes Group of Hospitals in Makati City. It had been three days since she last saw him and he had punished her in the car, and no Hudson had appeared at her door. During those three days, she had the opportunity to consider telling him about her situation, their child in her womb, and her quick promotion.

He was wearing a doctor's coat and a stethoscope around his neck, she noticed. Even though he rarely smiles, he is quite attractive. She wouldn't be surprised if he was named one of the world's hottest doctors. Maybe Hudson took everything and caught it when God showered grace on the air.

He's just right for her. Its square jaw exudes grace, as do its thick brows, lashes, and emerald eyes, which intimidate every woman. His perfect pointed nose, which appears to have been sculpted by a great sculptor. his luscious sinful lips, which all women adore. A living representation of a Greek god. It's no surprise that so many people pursued the young doctor. Everything was given to him, including fame, money, and good looks.

Hudson cast a sidelong glance at her before returning his attention to the documents that had been checked. "What brings you here? Have I not told you that I don't want to be disturbed unless I give you permission?" He growled and appeared unconcerned.

She wore her mask as if she wasn't affected, but the pain of what he said was almost unbearable. "Hudson, we need to talk."

"Make it quick. After 20 minutes, I have a meeting." He glanced at his watch before returning his attention to the documents he was reading.

She was about to say something when his secretary walked in. Another secretary, based on what she saw the last time, and this time, his secretary wore much more revealing clothing. Its cleavage was so obvious that it almost spit out her breast, and the skirt was too short. Abhaya simply ignored it, but she was taken aback when it whispered to Hudson while caressing his shoulder.

Directly in front of her?! Wow!

She pretended not to notice what his secretary had done. After all, she's just Hudson's fucking pal. Even though she wanted to explode and hit the secretary with a pipe, she kept herself calm.

"Didn't you say you'd bring me to your yacht today?"

What?

Abhaya could hear her words even though they were spoken in hushed tones. She tried to relax by remembering the child in her womb. She didn't want to be upset.

"Yes, baby, give me a minute to finish this and I'll take you there." Hudson gave the woman a kiss on the lips.

Her face turned bright red as a result of what she witnessed. There's a sting in her heart, as if the tears she's been holding back will burst at any moment. She managed a loud sigh, they looked at her, and the woman rolled her eyes at her. The secretary was not even embarrassed by her presence, despite the fact that she was more beautiful than her.

"Give me a few minutes to talk to her." Hudson said this while giving his final kiss.

The woman exited with a graceful nod. If she hadn't just used an overly intimidating aura and mentioned Mr. Malcogn's name, his secretary wouldn't have let her in earlier.

Ah, a meeting! She wanted to sarcastically laugh.

"How can you be so cold-hearted?" She began. Her voice was devoid of emotion, but she was dying from pain on the inside. She was still standing about two meters in front of him.

Hudson refused to budge and continued to read the documents on the table. "Why? Are you shocked? You know what you've gotten yourself into, Abhaya."

She bit her lower lip so hard it hurt. "Anyway, let's jump to my-" she wanted to cry but stopped herself.

"Yes, what exactly is it? Promotion?" he cut him off and looked at her, clearly bored by her presence. Yes, I heard you got promoted. "Are you not happy"

She couldn't say anything because she was staring at him. So, how come she forgot Hudson and her boss were business partners? She took a deep breath and found herself unable to speak for a few seconds. She has something else to say besides the promotion... And the child in her womb has a right to know who its father is.

"I'm pregnant for two and a half months." She said it directly and dropped the test and prescription from her OB-Gyne at his table.

She couldn't tell what Hudson was thinking. He just stared at her, emotionless. He came to a halt for a moment and didn't even look at the test results that she had placed on the expensive glass table.

"I allowed you to use birth control pills to avoid pregnancy." "How is this possible?"

True, he allowed her to use pills, but when they were on his yacht for three days before, she forgot to take the pills. She stopped taking pills after that because Hudson was in London the next day and would be gone for three weeks.

"I stopped using it," she replied fearlessly, but the pain nearly killed her.

Hudson twisted his upper lip as he took the test result. "What exactly do you want?" And look at her like she's a harlot.

Abhaya stared at him intently, as if Hudson was probing into her personality. She bit her lower lip and faked a laugh in response to what he said. She didn't come here to be held accountable; she simply wanted him to be aware of her situation.

"Nothing. I've just come to tell you that I'm pregnant-" He didn't let her finish because he interrupted her.

"How much do you want from me in terms of money? Ten million? 50 million people? Slut, you name it. I know I'm not the father of that child," he said angrily to her.

"I'm not here to-"

"Oh, please! Abhaya, sever the fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking Set your own price. How much do you cost?"

It was as if a bomb had gone off, and she was unable to speak. The old mask she was wearing vanished in an instant. She was like a candle that was slowly being consumed, and her pain was visible on her face. At the same time, the tears she had been holding back began to fall in torrents, like rain. She didn't say anything, and before she could slap the man she loved with all her heart, she turned around and ran to the door.

Yes, she dashed to the elevator, tears in her eyes. Her heart was breaking, and she felt as if it had been abandoned in the man's office. She wasn't expecting what Hudson said. In agony, the earth nearly swallowed him. It's fine not to hold her accountable; she just went to tell him she's pregnant, not to make it appear as if he could afford to pay her a lot of money and tell her she's a flirt and she's not carrying his child. Really?!

This is how low he regards her personality, as if she had been carved by disease. Hudson has been the only man she has truly loved her entire life, but fate was not on her side. Love is now playing tricks on her; karma is truly digital, but why is it so painful? It hurts too much when fate plays tricks on you.

"Miss, are you all right?"

She did not respond to the questions she was asked in the ground-floor hallway after exiting the elevator. She simply ran and ran to get out of there. She smears the tears that fall from her eyes, but they continue to fall like rain.

She had no idea where she was going; she simply let her foot lead her. She just kept running, and she wanted to thank the weather for the sudden downpour.

But a strong brakes stirred her spirit and brought her to a halt. Only then did she realize she was in the middle of the road and her body was being thrown away. She felt as if she had gone numb as a result of the strong collision. A few grains of sand slipped from her eyes, along with the agonizing pain in her womb. She couldn't feel anything for a few moments, everything in her went black, and she couldn't hear anything around her.

THE four white corners of the room were the first thing that Abhaya noticed. She stood there for a long time, staring at the ceiling, wondering what had happened to her. Yes, she remembered... she was hit by a car, and then there was a long period of darkness.

She looked at her own hand, which had dextrose stuck in it and one arm that couldn't move. Then it dawned on her that she had broken a bone as a result of the plaster cast that had been applied. She wanted to feel her own stomach, but she couldn't because when she looked to the right side of the room, she saw the man who had caused everything to go wrong. She rolled her eyes and returned her gaze to the ceiling. She immediately felt tears well up in her eyes, no matter how hard she tried to keep them from falling. She could hear him approaching her slowly. He was wearing a white Doctor's coat in her peripheral vision.

"You've been sleeping in this bed for two weeks. I'm glad you decided to wake up," he said flatly, before checking her vital signs.

She didn't respond and pretended not to hear, but she frowned when she realized what Hudson had said.

What exactly is she? Two weeks of sleep? How long did she sleep... What happened during her unconsciousness for a week? Wait... No... No...

"How is my baby" It was almost a whisper when it came out of her mouth, because she was still very weak.

She wanted to yell at him, but she couldn't because she was still weak. While she waited for an answer, her tears began to fall.

"It's gone"

Two words, but they hit her like a bomb. No! No... No... he's just joking. Her baby had no reason to fall out of her womb. No, she was becoming hysterical. Her eyes were welling up with tears at all times. She is unable to accept it! No!

"P-please, aren't you just lying?" She pleaded as her tears streamed uncontrollably.

God! It hurts! Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please She knew Hudson couldn't accept her pregnancy and that she could live on her own without his assistance. Hudson had no reason to tell her that the life that had once existed in her womb had died. He's deceiving her! Hudson has no right to say such a thing.

"The baby is gone, Abhaya."

Despite her weakness, she stood up and quickly felt her stomach with one hand with dextrose hanging on it. Hudson quickly stopped her, but she refused to take his hand in hers. He has no right to touch or sympathize with her.

She clenched her fist and screamed in agony, but no voice came out of her throat. She couldn't raise her voice, despite her desire to yell and drive Hudson away. He's a true demon! She lost her baby as a result of an accident, and no one can blame her except the man in front of her.

"Stop crying, it's all happened," he said matter-of-factly.

If she had the strength now, she would have slapped Hudson and punched him in the face. How could it tell her everything so succinctly that the life she was living in her womb seemed meaningless? How? Was it enjoyable because she was obtained by chance? She now believes Hudson lacks a heart because he is a demon from the farthest reaches of shell.

"Get the hell out. Get out!" she yelled out loud when she could finally hear her own voice, her tears still falling.

He looked at her and considered what she had said.

"I despise you, Hudson! Please leave. I never want to see your face again. Leave... Leave! " Her entire body trembled in pain and rage.

She was in tears. She will never fall in love with the wrong person again. Her baby's death is much more painful, and it is killing her. Her baby has a firm grip on her. Hudson is entirely to blame!

Throughout her life, she did not appear to be wealthy. Yes, she came from a poor family, but that was no reason to buy her money. Because she could never be bought with money for her dignity and character. She simply got caught up in something complicated, and in the end, she was the loser. She's a moron! She now believes that her stupidity is what has caused her pain.

Instead of Hudson following her request and leaving her in that lonely room, a needle pierced her arm, and before she knew what had been injected into her, she felt the weight of her eyelid and strong forces pulling her to sleep.

"I... I hate y-you..." she said softly, and she felt his strong arm catch her.

WHEN she opened her eyes again and stared straight at the ceiling, she felt nothing but emptiness. She was alone in that white room when she noticed a flower basket on one side. She gave a bitter smile as tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Abhaya!" Vraiellah rushed up to her and hugged her as she walked in. "Cuhen and Herrence mentioned you, so I rushed here."

She cried, especially in front of the woman, and responded with a hug, crying and crying. She has nothing to cling to, and she is grateful that a new friend in the person of Ellah has visited her so that she no longer needs to wear a mask to hide the pain she is experiencing. She was too tired to act.

She also cried for nearly an hour on Ellah's shoulder while she stroked her hair. She simply stopped crying when she felt she had nothing else to cry about and was exhausted. Ellah sympathetically extended her hand as she leaned back on the bed.

"Abhaya," he begins.

"I... Lost m-my baby..."

"Please,' don't bring it up first. It'll be more painful with you," Ellah predicted.

She gave a bitter smile. Since she entered Hudson's life, when has her life been good? "Ellah, it's fine that he won't hold me accountable, but... But..." her tears flowed once more. She assumed her tear ducks were already dry.

Ellah quickly wiped her tears away and comforted her. Ellah's presence reminded her of a sister, which made her cry even harder. But she couldn't accept that there was no longer any, that the angel she had named had vanished, even though she didn't know whether it was boy or a girl. She wasn't even allowed to kiss it.

Her mind is awake, and she is not sleepy. She could tell it was night because of the clock on the wall. It is 11:14 p.m. Ellah, who had been caring for her, had already left, so she gave her milk and peeled an apple to fill her stomach with something.

But she's deafeningly deafeningly deafening She gave a wry smile and stood up. It's a good thing Hudson didn't show up that day because she despised him. This is why she had to give up everything. Everything! Hudson broke not only her heart, but also her life.

She examined her hand with an IV, and despite the fact that her left hand was plaster cast, she forced herself to remove the object that was stuck in her right hand. She also took out the oxygen tube that was attached to her nose. She gets rid of everything that is clinging to her.

She was only aware of pain. She smiled bitterly, enjoying the numbness she felt. She tried to stand up by lowering her foot to the cold marble. She began by weighing herself if she could, and then she began to move. There's no reason to stay in this hospital for too long. She wants to get out of this crazy room because she can't stay in this lonely room any longer.

No one noticed her as she walked down the cold corridor. Her foot went directly to the elevator, but instead of going to the ground floor, she went to the rooftop. She just wanted to feel the breeze and yell so loudly that no one could hear her. She ignored the blood dripping from her hand from the IV she had just pulled.

Abhaya was greeted by a strong and cold wind, but she couldn't feel the cold because she was completely numb. She couldn't feel the air, but she could feel the extreme pain in the depths of her heart, and tears fell, indicating how much she is hurting right now. When she looked up, she noticed that the bright moon was now staring at her.

"Why? Why did you allow all of this to happen to'me'? What are your justifications? W-why?"