Chapter 350
"Oh god, Ms. Foster's here too!" Marlow's voice was tight with panic.
I thought, 'What else? We fight.'
I grabbed whatever was nearby and bolted out of the office. As soon as I stepped out, I saw someone struggling in the shadows.
"You bitch, die!"
A woman's scream of pain followed.
My anger exploded. "You son of a bitch, how dare you hit her! I'll kill you!"
I charged at them like a madman, swinging at anyone in sight.
In the chaos, I knocked several people down.
There were a bunch of them, at least seven or eight.
I took a lot of hits too, on my chest, back, and arms.
But my rage numbed the pain.
"You son of a bitch, I'll kill you all!"
I went all out, and with that crazy energy, they got scared.
"Holy shit, he's nuts! Let's get outta here!"
They came fast and left even faster.
"Mr. Cena, are you okay?"
Marlow finally showed up.
I didn't say anything and rushed over to Linda. She was on the ground, looking hurt.
I was losing it. I picked her up and started heading out.
"Ms. Foster, we're going to the hospital now. You'll be fine, I promise!"
"Mr. Cena."
"Get out of my way!"
I yelled, pissed he didn't come out sooner.
Marlow looked terrified by my rage.
After getting off the elevator, I put Linda in the passenger seat and sped to the hospital.
All the way, I kept asking Ms. Foster where it hurt. She just kept saying her stomach.
I was freaking out.
"Doctor, help! Doctor!"
I rushed in with her in my arms, and soon a nurse brought a stretcher.
"What happened?"
"I don't know, doctor. She's pregnant. You have to save the baby."
I grabbed the doctor's hand, my heart pounding with fear.
The doctor frowned, "You're hurt too. Go get treated first. I'll check her out."
Watching her go into the room, I quickly paid the bill and then sat on a hospital bench to wait.
Every second felt like forever. If anything happened to Linda, I'd never forgive myself!
In the tense atmosphere, the doctor came out. He took off his mask and said, "Fortunately, it's not serious, but she must not be frightened again, or it could lead to a miscarriage."
I was overjoyed. "Thank you, doctor. Thank you. Can I see her now?"
"Go ahead, she's okay."
I thanked him a million times and went into the room, seeing Linda lying on the bed, pale.
"It's okay, the baby is fine. Thank God."
Linda looked at me with a complex expression. "You're hurt."
I wiped the blood off my face. "It's nothing. As long as you and the baby are okay, I'm fine."
"Go get your wounds treated."
Linda closed her eyes. "I'm tired. I need to rest for a while."
"Okay. I'll go get you something to eat."
I left the room and asked the doctor to clean my wounds. Luckily, they didn't have knives, just blunt objects like baseball bats.
After getting treated, I went to a nearby porridge shop and bought some light porridge for Linda.
"Ms. Foster, have some food."
Linda opened her eyes. "I'm not hungry."
"Just eat a little."
I opened the porridge container and carefully scooped a spoonful, blowing on it to cool it down. "Here."
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Her voice was sharp, brittle.
I didn't say anything and kept holding the spoon. Eventually, she sighed and reluctantly opened her mouth.
I fed her half a bowl, nice and slow.
"Don't sweat the company stuff. Just rest. I'll handle it!"
"How will you handle it? Like tonight?"
"Don't worry about how I handle it. Even if this branch goes under, I won't let you get hurt again."
I held her hand. "You don't understand... when I heard your voice, I thought I was going to lose it. If anything had happened to you..."
A blush crept onto Linda's pale face. "Let go of my hand!"
"No way!"
I held her hand tighter. "Tell me, why were you at the company? Were you waiting outside?"
She stayed silent, and I knew I was right.
Idiot, I berated myself. Did you really think a woman like Linda would be abandoned by her lover?
"He let you stay and clean up his mess. Is he worth it? He almost got you killed! Doesn't he care that he could lose you?" Anger at Steven, at the entire situation, pulsed through me.
"What does this have to do with you? Why are you saying this to me?"
"I'm the father of the child in your belly, is that enough?"
"I really hate it. Why didn't that fall just kill it?"
I felt terrible. What I was protecting was something she wanted to get rid of.
A sense of helplessness washed over me. I didn't even know what I was holding on to. Was it just because I couldn't bear it?
I took a deep breath. "Whether you want it or not, I want it. You're right, you're the mistress of Skyliho Group. You can't give up anything for me, and I have no right to ask you to. To you, I'm just a jerk who forcibly took you. It's only natural for you to hate me."
I let go of her hand and stood up. "I've said what I needed to say. If you keep the baby, I'll do everything to protect it and you. Steven can't hurt you. Whether you believe it or not, that's my only promise."
With that, I left the room and sat in the hospital corridor, quietly guarding the door.
I took out my phone, and Stella had also messaged me: [I've been having terrible morning sickness these days. I can't eat anything.]
Suppressing my irritation, I replied: [Did the nanny I hired arrive?]
Stella: [She's here.]
Me: [Eat whatever you want, don't save money.]
As I said this, I sent another one hundred thousand dollars.
She accepted the money and sent a smiley face: [Linda's pregnancy symptoms are also severe. She's been having insomnia and feeling very anxious. But her morning sickness is a bit better than mine. By the way, she really likes sour food now. You should prepare some sour snacks for her.]
Seeing this message, I felt very guilty.
The work pressure, plus the pregnancy symptoms, it's no wonder she lost weight.
I quietly pushed open a crack in the door and saw her crying!
When she saw me peeking, she sniffled and quickly turned away.
I felt even more guilty.
Locking the door behind me, I sat by the bed. "I'm sorry, I didn't consider your feelings."
"I was too selfish."
"Get out!" She said coldly.
"Why didn't you tell me you are unwell?"
"What does it have to do with you?"
"How does it not have to do with me?"
I gently hugged her through the blanket. She started to struggle. "Let go of me, let go of me now."
"No, no matter what, you're the mother of my child now."
I said, "I admit I'm a jerk. You can hit me or scold me, I won't mind!"
She was furious but couldn't break free.
"Sleep, I'll stay with you tonight. I won't go anywhere."
I let go of her and found a chair to sit by the bed.
At first, she angrily stared at me, then turned away. In the middle of the night, I saw she had fallen asleep from exhaustion.
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