Chapter 1103 After breaking up with me, you won't be with him?
Samantha shoved her phone into her pocket and strolled over to the waiting area. It was Alfred's turn now, and only Ryan was hanging around.
"Yo, Ryan, I'm stepping out for a bit. Keep an eye on Alfred, will ya?" Samantha said.
"Where you headed?" Ryan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'll fill you in later." Samantha felt a knot in her stomach, so she kept quiet about spotting Wesley here. She had no clue who Wesley had brought to the hospital or why he was ghosting her calls.
Samantha made her way to the emergency hall and spotted Wesley from afar, slumped on a bench with his head in his hands. Cleo was standing next to him.
Samantha hurried over. Cleo had her back turned.
Just as Samantha was about to call out to Wesley, she overheard Cleo say, "Wesley, how could you be so reckless? Even if you hooked up with her, why didn't you use protection? Now she's pregnant!"
Samantha's words got stuck in her throat. She stared at Wesley, shock flashing in her eyes. 'What the hell is Cleo talking about? Wesley slept with someone else? And got her pregnant?'
Wesley rubbed his temples, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions. "I don't know, I was just..."
Wesley looked up and saw Samantha standing there, frozen. His expression shifted, and he quickly stood up. "Samantha, what are you doing here?"
Samantha pressed her lips together, watching Wesley step closer and reach out to grab her. She instinctively took a step back. "I heard everything. Who's pregnant? Is it the person you just brought into the ER?"
Wesley's face went pale, panic flickering in his eyes. Ignoring Samantha's resistance, he grabbed her hand. "Samantha, I'm sorry. Please, let me explain, okay?"
Samantha tried to yank her hand away, but he held on tight. She stopped struggling and, surprisingly, felt a strange calm wash over her. "Alright, I'm listening."
Samantha's calmness made Wesley even more uneasy. It felt like the love in her eyes had vanished.
He swallowed hard, gripping Samantha's hand like it was his lifeline. "The person in the ER is Elijah. Over a month ago, we hooked up while I was drunk. I didn't expect her to get pregnant. It was just that one time. I don't love her, Samantha. The only person I love is you!"
Wesley didn't dare mention that he had been with Elijah just last night. He was terrified Samantha would lose it. He really loved her and never expected Elijah to get pregnant.
Samantha stared at Wesley, feeling like he was a complete stranger. 'So it's Elijah who's pregnant? No wonder her clothes are at Wesley's place; they've been hooking up. How can Wesley sleep with Elijah and still claim he loves me? Is a man's love and lust separate?'
Samantha yanked her hand away from Wesley. She didn't shout or show much emotion, just said calmly, "I can't handle your love, Wesley. We're done."
As Samantha turned to leave, Wesley freaked out and grabbed her arm. "Samantha, please, just this once, forgive me. I really love you! From the day I met you, I fell for you. I've been waiting for you to grow up, waiting to tell you how I feel.
When I found out you liked me too, do you know how stoked I was? I wanted to shout it from the rooftops. What happened with Elijah was a total accident. I don't love her. I'll cut her off completely! Samantha, please, just this once."
Wesley was babbling, clutching Samantha's hand like a lifeline, begging desperately.
Samantha's chest tightened. Wesley was her first real crush, her first love. She had naturally fallen for him and dreamed of a perfect future together. But now, finding out he had been with Elijah, even if it was before they confessed their feelings, it still stung. And now, Elijah was pregnant.
Seeing Wesley's red eyes, Samantha felt her own tears welling up. She fought them back. "Wesley, Elijah is pregnant. How are you gonna cut ties with her?"
Wesley opened his mouth, wanting to say he'd ditch Elijah and never see her again. But thinking about the baby and the image of Elijah lying in a pool of blood, begging him to save their child, he couldn't bring himself to say it.
Samantha slowly pried Wesley's hand off. "Wesley, I like you, but only if your body and heart are mine alone. I can't be with a guy who's not serious about his feelings. You say you like me, so how could you sleep with her?"
"Because she seduced me!" Wesley blurted out, regretting he hadn't controlled himself.
Samantha chuckled lightly, "So easily seduced by another woman? Wesley, I'm sorry, I can't deal with this."
Samantha turned to leave again.
Wesley's chest heaved, filled with panic, regret, and pain. All sorts of emotions surged in his heart. He knew he was about to lose Samantha.
A sense of urgency and desperation filled Wesley's heart. He shouted, "Samantha, are you happy now? You probably wanted to dump me because you have other options. Without me, you still have Alfred and who knows how many other guys! Samantha, don't act so high and mighty. You spent two nights alone with Alfred. Haven't you hooked up?"
Samantha stopped in her tracks, turned to look at Wesley, her fingers unconsciously clenching. "Wesley, I've explained before. Alfred and I are just friends. I wouldn't cheat, and Alfred is a gentleman. We have never hooked up. Don't slander us!"
Wesley walked up to her. "You say you haven't hooked up, but can you guarantee that after breaking up with me, you won't be with him? If you dare to say it, I'll believe you!"
Samantha stared at Wesley, unable to believe he would say such things. He now seemed like a stranger.
Samantha suddenly remembered what Billy and Ryan had said. They wanted to take her to see a doctor. Maybe there really was something wrong with her.
She thought, 'How could I have been so dumb to fall for a guy like Wesley, who lacks any sense of decency? Is it because I listened to too many of his songs, imagining him as the perfect man in my head?'
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