Mr Ceo's Pregnant Ex-wife

Chapter 5:NIGHTMARE

"Please don't? leave mom please!" My desperate plea could be heard up to the eighth room in the hallway.

Horrible sobs filled the room and I clung tight to her cold fingers in anguish, not wanting to let her go.? Mom was so thin her sagging skin clung to her thin bones in a heart-wrenching way,? the scene crushed my heart into tiny bits. She was so fragile that I did my best to handle her wrinkled hands with great care in fear of unintentionally breaking them.

"I'm? sorry Honey." She whispered in a barely audible whisper, a single tear slithered down her agonized face and breathed her last. Her fingers trembled, then it froze and drifted down like a withered plant.

An ear-shattering scream tears down my throat. A fierce terror clutched through my heart and drained the color off my cheeks.? "Please don't do this to me, mom."? I pleaded over and over again until my voice turned into a barely audible whisper and until I could no longer hear my voice.

"Please don't leave me! Please don't leave mom..... "

The last of my draining strength faded and I tumbled on the floor.? For the very first time in my life,? I wish I was dead too.

I woke up with the muffled sound of my voice against the cushion of mom's hospital bed where I remember leaning forward and falling asleep fast. I gasped for some air before I ended up dying of suffocation. The spot where my head rested was soaked with my tears. I suddenly wondered how long I'd been crying.

My heart still raced inside my chest as if I ran in a marathon. And the same fear that I was engulfed in my nightmare still raged inside me.? The red long sleeve I wore was drenched with sweat from the surreal dream that left me drained of strength.

Mom's tormented gasps followed by the jolt of the bed took my undivided attention and I rose on my feet, forceful enough for the steel chair to be flung behind my back.

"I-I can't breath." She complained and I died inside.

I ran to the nurse station with my heart on my throat. I didn't even know how I was able to fetch the nurse and return to mom's room without collapsing to the floor in panic.

I saw the nurse's face turn pale after she checked mom's pulse and glanced at the monitor with a worried look on her expression. Words weren't necessary to explain the critical condition of the patient as I watched the nurse whooshed past me to call the doctor.

I knew mom was like a ticking time bomb and it could be her time any moment. I tried to prepare myself when her time comes but every time I saw her like this I just crumbled into pieces. I can't live without her... She's the only one I've got now.

The Doctor arrived and the last thing I knew I was whirled out of the room while paralyzed with fear and forlorn. Outside, I stared at the door without blinking even after it was slammed shut in my face.? The thought of being confronted with Mom's untimely death stabs my heart.

My sobs filled the corners of the small chapel as my shoulders shook with the intensity of my emotion.? I just stopped crying when I finally got tired from kneeling on the pew for almost half an hour.

"Your Mom is stable now. She's? sleeping and miraculously in good condition after a critical ordeal."

The Doctor's news filled my eyes with tears upon my return.? It was obvious he had a rough morning,? his half-open eyelids and the dark bags under his eyes said that he spent sleepless nights attending to his patient's needs until morning. But despite everything,? he managed to let his lips stretch into a sympathetic smile before leaving.

I watch the rhythmic rise and fall of Mom's chest as she lay unconscious in her bed.? Somehow the fear that froze me subsided after knowing she tricked death once more.

It was nine o'clock in the morning when I kissed Mom goodbye and hurriedly left the hospital so I could sneak in into the Grayson Mansion and retrieve my belongings while my husband was away.

I strictly informed the maids never to inform Ace that I was there to take the last few of my things which consists solely of my clothes. Everything inside the room was all his property and I don't have plans to bring anything valuable owned by the man who rendered my first heartbreak.

I don't want something from Ace that would serve as a constant reminder of how he wounded my heart leaving a lifetime of scar that I will keep as a souvenir of how he ruined my life.

I gathered the things which belonged to me and stuffed them in my bag while repeatedly reminding myself to leave all the jewelry he gave as a gift during rare occasions.? I don't want to look in the mirror and see them for it will make him more loathsome in my eyes.

Hurried footsteps sounded on the floor mingled with a woman's laughter greeted my ears when I was about to leave. I slammed the door none too gently and sat on the edge of the bed and let go of the breath I wasn't aware I was holding.