Babies' Secret: My Ex Wants Me Back!-Chapter 82: Breakdown II

Chapter 82 - breakdown II

When Aaron got to his house, his suit was dripping and the house was dark, yet he didn’t turn on the light as he moved his body lazily to the couch without removing his drenched clothes.

His body trembled, his nose tingled and itched as he rubbed his throbbing head. But the overthinking in his head wasn’t helping, as he couldn’t help but think about what had happened to make Katherine so closed off and send him away.

He had stood for some minutes outside, staring out through the window until he saw Mathew running toward the apartment building. Aaron wanted to move to him and ask what was happening, but he swallowed his question. And in resignation, he drove out of the familiar building.

The rain continued to pour, and the pitter-patter of the rain did nothing to ease the turmoil he was feeling. It was enough as a tear slipped from his eyes, slumping down on the couch. Aaron sat on the ground, his head resting on his knee as he trembled, his hands clasped against each other.

"Katherine..." he mumbled, his voice hoarse and cracked.

He grabbed his elbow tightly, not wanting to dive into the darkest time of his life.

The darkest time when he left Katherine alone in that rain years ago. The darkest time when he tried hard to pick himself up, yet it happened again.

I’ll talk to her tomorrow. If he had to crawl, bow, and cry for her to take him back, fuck dignity or masculinity—he would. Katherine was like air he needed to exist. Without Katherine, everything was white and black, empty, and stopped moving. Yet the moments he had spent with her were colorful, bright, and peaceful.

Aaron held his phone out and tried to call her again, but her number wasn’t connecting, messages weren’t delivered, and voice notes were not being sent. He had wanted to smash his phone in frustration, but he sighed to calm himself and told himself, What if Katherine later called? That held him back.

The next morning was bright, the sun was high and bright like the heavy rain last night was just a fragment. Aaron dragged his weak body up, still in his yet-to-dry suit.

As his head pounded with every movement of muscle, his throat scratchy and parched, his nose clogged and his eyes stung painstakingly—yet that didn’t stop him from standing up and picking up his key.

He strode out of his house, staggering, the ray of sun hitting his face as he squinted his already stinging eyes, and he groaned.

He walked to his car tiredly, opened the car, and slid in. He grunted from the impact of his back with the car seat, but he closed his eyes momentarily to regain some strength.

His eyes caught the bouquet he bought yesterday at the back seat, and he gulped while rubbing his nose. He could feel his nose was hot but shrugged it off. He needed to see and talk to Katherine.

Igniting the car, Aaron drove out of his yard to Katherine’s apartment. Upon getting there, he could feel his body getting numb and weaker, his energy quickly depleting. His body was heating up, yet he could feel cold in his palms and his nose itching as he sneezed. Yet with every sneeze, his head throbbed.

Aaron rubbed his drooping face, then strode to the apartment floor, stopping at the familiar room number. He breathed in haggardly, inhaled, and pressed the button.

First ring. Second ring. As he wanted to press the third ring, the door was yanked open and a disheveled Katherine stepped out. Her hair was tangled and in a bed nest, her face was swollen and the rim of her eyelids were red. Her lips were chapped a little, maybe from biting too much.

Aaron stopped himself from wrinkling his nose at the stench of beer coming from her, yet he inhaled hungrily, like a starving being able to be near and see her now.

His eyes skimmed throughout, checking if there was any injury or wound. Her face—her eyes were hollowed and empty. Yet he clenched his hands to his side to stop himself from pulling her and hugging her tightly.

"Katherine..." Aaron’s voice was hoarse and dry as he took a step forward yet stopped in his track not to overwhelm Katherine yet.

"What are you doing here?" Katherine asked emotionlessly, and Aaron felt like ice or cold water was pouring on his head. He flinched from her cold voice—it was detached and like the earlier time in the hotel then. And his stomach twisted. He hated this! He hated everything.

Katherine also glanced at him and said in a clipped voice, "What are you doing here?"

Aaron jumped again. "You didn’t come yesterday, I was waiting—" Aaron’s unprepared words were interrupted by Katherine.

"You should go home," Katherine said and tried to close the door, but Aaron held it fast and stopped it.

"Baby—"

"Don’t you dare call. Me. That!" Katherine’s eyes flashed, and Aaron swallowed from the menace, anger, and hurt that came out with the voice.

"I’m sorry," he quickly apologized. "I—I—" he licked his lips, and he could taste bitterness at the back of his throat. "Katherine... Ca-Can you please just talk to me, just tell me what I did, what happened? Why this?" he rambled out, nervousness steaming down his body.

Katherine’s eyes hardened, then she clicked her tongue. "Do you think I won’t find out?" she muttered in detest.

Aaron looked at her, his brow furrowed in confusion—he hadn’t done anything wrong. "Find out what?"

Katherine scoffed defiantly. "Are you still pretending, Aaron?!" she asked, then smiled bitterly, her lips curled up in a nasty way.

"Bab—" he cut himself off when Katherine glared at him. "I don’t understand—"

"Amanda’s with a child!" Katherine yelled, her emerald eyes flashing.

Aaron’s eyes widened, his head tilted. "A child?" he asked.

"A child that’s yours!"

Aaron shook his head. "That can’t be." He released a humorless laugh. "I never touched her!" he said, then winced from a jolt of pain that ran through his head.

"Do you want me to believe that?" Katherine asked. "When there is an ultrasound of the baby?"

"That’s not my child," he rasped out, trying to reach out to Katherine.

"Then whose child is it?" she released a mocking laugh.

"She’s lying," Aaron bit out.

"You are married to her, Aaron... Yo-You live with her, she’s your wife..."

"Katherine, that’s not it..."

"You left me in the dark," she said. "You have a child now that isn’t my kid, and you expect me to open my arms and raise your children and pretend like Amanda’s pregnancy never happened?" Katherine’s body was already shaking, and Aaron couldn’t stand the tears glistening in her eyes.

As he felt his body buckle from numbness, he fell to his knees, his body slouched down. "Katherine—"

"Was it fun for you, playing with me? Was it fun, Aaron? Do you enjoy breaking and toying with my heart over and over again? And yet, like a damn fool, I keep coming back." Katherine yelled, her voice frantic as her chest heaved.

"No, Katherine—" Aaron shook his head. "No, I never did that, I never had that in mind. I—"

Katherine raised her hand up, not letting him finish his statement. "Go back to your pregnant wife," she whispered. A lone tear rolled from her eyes. "Your child deserves the father mine never had." And she shut the door.

Aaron never hated himself more than now as he gritted his teeth, blaming himself for not removing Amanda long before now.

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Katherine shut the door, and the tears she had been holding since seeing Aaron’s messed-up face, body, pale skin, purple lips, and bloodshot eyes—

She cried, her body rocking from sobs, from pain and betrayal. She hated this. She hated how she felt so weak, how again she was careless again.

She wanted to remove the wretched feeling in her heart, she wanted to dry up the tears that wouldn’t stop streaming from her eyes, she wanted to stop the pain and this anguishing feeling in her bloodstream.

It hurts!

It’s painful!

"Ah!" She released a painful screech as she dropped to her knees, her body trembling tremendously. The air around her was seized, breathing was hard as she hit her chest repeatedly to make it breathe easier, but it wasn’t easy.

Katherine remembered her conversation with Mathew last night, when she finished crying in Mathew’s comforting arms.

"I loved him... and I really did... so much that it hurt sometimes," she choked on tears, her body shaking. "I know I shouldn’t have given him the remaining pieces of my heart, but I did again, like a damn fool!" she sniffed, her nose itched. "And now... it’s ruined."

Mathew had looked down at her with a gentle face. "Why don’t you talk to him first?" he said. "Maybe there was something wrong somewhere, because I know—" Mathew swallowed what he wanted to say. freeweɓnovel-cøm

"She’s pregnant!" Katherine said in between her tears, then bit her lower lip. "And I can’t be the reason her child grows up like mine did—without a dad."

Mathew pulled back to look into her eyes, smiling softly. "So you’ll give up your happiness for Amanda, Kathy?"

"Is my happiness necessary to make an innocent child fatherless?" she asked in a weak voice. "I know the scorn my kids went through for being fatherless children then."

Mathew shook his head. "Katty, I know how he looks at you. I’m not trying to make an excuse for him, but as a man myself, I can feel it and he won’t—" he pinched the bridge of his nose.

"No need to say more. I’ve made up my mind."

"Don’t do this to yourself, Kathy," Mathew said. "Don’t punish yourself over someone else’s manipulation."

Katherine shook her head and gave a sad smile. "I’m that foolish, love-blinded girl again."

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