Filed to story: Seventeen Heartbreaks: When Love Has No Voice
Landon was nowhere in sight. Only a handful of caregivers bustled about her.
One noticed Leila’s open eyes and quickly approached. “Miss, you must rest and keep still. Your baby is doing just fine. You’re incredibly fortunate. Despite the impact, there’s no harm done to the baby.”
Confusion clouded Leila’s mind.
Hearing about her baby and recalling that Landon had taken her to the hospital sent her nerves spiraling.
Leila began to gesture wildly, desperate to know Landon’s whereabouts.
Luckily, the caregivers Landon had arranged were fluent in sign language and calmly explained to Leila, “Mr. Kensington had urgent business elsewhere and has left.”
Leila felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. This was no dream. Landon had indeed taken her to the hospital, which meant he must have known about her pregnancy.
Leila had always known that Landon might discover it one day, but she never anticipated it would be this soon. She was completely unprepared emotionally. How did Landon react? His absence from the hospital spoke volumes.
Consumed by anxiety, Leila couldn’t bear to stay another minute. She flung off her covers and tried to leave, but the caregivers immediately intervened.
One of them spoke with grave concern. “Miss, this is serious. You’re not in any condition to be moving around. You need to rest.”
Leila’s face was ashen, her eyes wide with terror as she surveyed her surroundings. Too many things had happened. Her nerves frayed, and all she wanted was to flee to somewhere safe. She was tired of being at others’ mercy.
The thought of Landon forcing her to terminate the pregnancy was unbearable. What could she possibly do against him?
In a moment of desperation, Leila seized the IV tube and threatened to rip it out.
This action shocked everyone present.
With tears streaming down her face yet resolve in her eyes, Leila motioned for them to let her go.
However, even after Leila managed to leave the ward, escaping the hospital proved impossible. She was sedated and returned.
This time, the room was empty.
As the caregivers exited, one by one, Leila heard the door lock behind them.
Leila was overwhelmed by despair. It was like being trapped in a cage.
“That’s basically the gist of it, Mr. Kensington, but I assure you, she wasn’t hurt. While she was under, the doctors examined her. Other than some emotional distress, she’s completely fine.”
Landon’s expression turned grim. “She woke up and immediately tried to leave?”
“Yes,” Edgar replied, detailing further. “The first question she asked after coming to was whether you had brought her to the hospital. It seems she still holds some affection for you. Her current behavior likely stems from fear and shock. Perhaps…”
Edgar paused, gauging Landon’s mood. Seeing no sign of anger, he ventured further, “Perhaps if you were by her side, she might not feel so frightened.”
Landon scoffed at the suggestion. “She’s aware that I was the one who took her to the hospital, and she’s trying to leave, disregarding her own health. Do you really think my presence would comfort her?”
At this, Edgar found himself speechless.
Landon’s expression hardened. “Haven’t I made it clear I don’t want to hear anything related to her? I did what was required by taking her to the hospital. She’s fixated on divorcing me and didn’t even consider seeking my aid when she was captured and bullied. Why should I bother about her anymore?”
Edgar sighed quietly, knowing Landon didn’t mean his words, and attempted to steer the conversation elsewhere. “The doctor mentioned there’s something important to discuss with you regarding her condition. Would you like me to set up a meeting?”
Landon responded immediately, his voice firm. “I don’t want to hear anything about Leila. Understood?”
“Understood,” Edgar replied, his tone laced with frustration.
Landon had departed soon after bringing Leila to the hospital. Although his actions suggested indifference, his earlier request for the doctor to keep Edgar informed about any updates betrayed his concern.
Exasperation washed over Edgar. The stubbornness of both Landon and Leila was immensely frustrating.
Leila continued to rest, sleeping through the day and night. Upon awakening, she felt significantly better.
Her attitude had shifted. She was now more cooperative, diligently following her treatment plan and taking her meals and medications on time.
Determined, Leila had resolved to prioritize her health, regardless of Landon’s intentions concerning their future or the baby. Her well-being was paramount.
In moments of idleness, Leila’s gaze would drift to the window, lost in the view outside.
Everything seemed calm and peaceful, yet inside Leila, a slow, creeping sense of uncertainty was torturing her.
Leila stared at the hospital entrance until a familiar silhouette appeared. Her heart started pounding.
It was none other than Landon.
Leila leaped to her feet. She was resolved that, regardless of what Landon might be thinking, she needed answers.
Leila rushed to the hospital room door and banged on it. Shortly after, it swung open to reveal the same group of caregivers, who greeted her with polite expressions. “Do you need anything? We can assist with anything but discharge requests.”
Leila shook her head, gesturing urgently that she had seen Landon at the hospital and needed to speak with him.
The caregivers exchanged unsure looks, but eventually, they nodded in agreement.
Shortly thereafter, a message came through. Landon had agreed to meet. He asked Leila to wait in her room until someone would escort her to the doctor’s office.
With only half an hour until the appointment, Leila’s impatience grew. She signaled to one of the caregivers that her matter was urgent and she wished to go immediately.
The caregiver, unable to dissuade Leila, conceded. He escorted her to the medical center, and they arrived just as Landon was deep in conversation with the doctor.
Leila reached out to open the door but paused, deciding to wait instead.
The argument inside was loud enough that Leila couldn’t just ignore it.
“Are you certain she’s pregnant?” Landon’s voice came through.
“Yes, the test results confirm her pregnancy. Mr. Kensington, how do you intend to handle this?” the doctor asked.
“Tell her that if she wants to stay, she has to get rid of the baby,” Landon stated firmly, his decision clear.
Leila’s heart sank as she overheard the words. A chill ran through her veins, and she staggered slightly, struggling to maintain her composure.
From Leila’s perspective, Landon was shirking his responsibilities, opting for the easiest way out, suggesting an abortion.
Caressing her stomach, Leila felt a powerful resolve flood through her. She was not about to give up her baby so easily.
The chatter inside the doctor’s office had begun to die down. It appeared Landon was about to emerge.
Leila suddenly straightened up, signaling to the caregiver that she felt unwell and wished to return to her ward.
Leila’s faintly pale complexion lent credence to her words.
The caregiver paused, momentarily uncertain. His instructions were to put Leila’s health first, above all else. “Alright, I’ll take you back,” he replied, motioning for Leila to go ahead.
Thus, when Landon completed his tasks and stepped out, he was greeted by an empty corridor. With a frown, he turned to Edgar beside him. “Find out what happened.”
Edgar quickly uncovered the truth. “They said your wife was feeling ill and had gone back to rest. She’s asked to reschedule the meeting.”
Landon laughed softly. “One moment she’s eager to meet, the next she’s not.”
Edgar said tentatively, “Perhaps she genuinely isn’t well. Since we’re already here, should we visit her?”
Landon’s face grew stern. “What’s there to check? You don’t understand. It’s clear she doesn’t want to see me right now.”
Landon massaged his throbbing forehead and swiftly shifted the conversation. “Could you explain things to that employee for me? I was too overwhelmed in the office earlier with the doctor. Just let her know I blame her for concealing her pregnancy to get the job. But if she decides to stay, I’ll be forced to consider other options.”