An Affair With My Ex
Chapter 84

Alex's

POV.

As I sat there in front of the door, my tears had already dried up. I couldn't help but pray and hope that Abby would survive whatever pain she was experiencing at that moment. I wished with all my heart that she would make it through. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Abby's screams had stopped. That was the sign I had been waiting for. It gave me a glimmer of hope that she would be okay. I anxiously waited for someone to open the door so I could rush in and take care of her the way I should have done in the first place.

As I sat there, my mind was filled with regrets and sorrow. I was deeply sorry for what Abby was going through because of me. I couldn't help but blame myself for the pain she was experiencing. I thumbed my nose in remorse as I felt my heart throb in pain and fear of what would happen next.

"I shouldn't have let you!" I said inwardly, as I replayed the events in my head. The weight of my mistake weighed heavily on my conscience. I knew that I had to take responsibility for my actions and make it right.

As I sat there in the hospital hallway, I couldn't help but feel lost and afraid. I hugged my legs tightly to my chest as I tried to make myself as small as possible. Every person who walked by seemed to whisper and stare at me, and I knew it was because of my popularity back in the states.

After what felt like hours, I felt the door that I was leaning on unlock slowly from behind me. I quickly stood up and turned to face the door, hoping to get news about Abby's condition. I hadn't heard her screams for a while, and that made me anxious. As I waited for the door to be completely unlocked, I silently prayed that Abby would be fine when it opened.

Finally, the door opened slightly, revealing the same nurse who had rushed over to Albert's office to inform us about Abby's seizure.

Without hesitation, I grabbed her hand tightly and asked with a cracked voice, "How is she?" The fear in my heart was almost too much to bear. All I wanted was for Abby to be okay.

As I held onto the nurse's arm tightly, I could feel her jolt in surprise. I knew that I was being forceful, but I needed to know about Abby's condition. She was my wife, and I couldn't bear the thought of not knowing how she was feeling.

"She's what?" I asked anxiously. "Please be open with me. Keeping me in the dark will only hurt me more." I pleaded with her to tell me more about Abby's condition.

"I believe she's fine, sir. You shouldn't be so bothered," the nurse tried to reassure me.

But before she could finish her sentence, the door behind me opened, revealing a deep voice that I recognized immediately.

"I think you should be bothered about a lot, Alex!" It was Albert, the doctor in charge of Abby's care.

I turned around to face him, still holding onto the nurse's arm tightly. "And what do you mean by that?" I interrogated him, ignoring the nurse's attempts to reassure me.

"Can we discuss this matter in private in my office?" I asked, glancing over my shoulder at the nurse who was standing behind me. I didn't want anyone else to hear what I had to say, especially not someone who might spread rumours about me or my personal life. As I looked at the nurse, I couldn't help but wonder if she was trying to gather information about what had happened to my wife. I felt a wave of anger and distrust wash over me, and I turned to face her.

With a cold stare, I spoke to her in a deep voice that left no room for argument. "You can leave now. Your services are no longer required here. Unless you want to know more, in which case you'll be the second person to lose their job today," I threatened, a vile smirk spreading across my lips.

The nurse trembled and quickly scurried away, clearly frightened by my warning. I made a mental note to keep a closer eye on my employees in the future.

The nurse apologised for the inconvenience and took a bow before turning to leave us. As I watched her go, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of amusement. She probably didn't expect me to speak to her like that, especially after holding her hand. I scoffed to myself, knowing that I had caught her off guard.

Albert, who was still standing behind me, suggested that we go to my office to discuss the matter further. However, I wasn't willing to leave my wife's side again. I turned to him slowly, a feigned smile on my lips, and whispered into his ear. "Leaving my wife isn't a normal thing for me, although it might be for you. As my employee, following my orders should be your priority, don't you think?" I pulled away from him and watched as he laughed nervously. He clearly didn't want anyone to know that I was threatening him.

I made a mental note to keep an eye on Albert and his loyalty to me. As the CEO of the company, I expected my employees to follow my every command without question. After all, I didn't get to where I was by being a pushover.

I gave Albert a venomous sneer as I asked him whether we should go to his office or stay where we were. I watched as he hesitated, unsure of what to say. Finally, he suggested that we stay there and talk about the matter at hand.

As he opened the door to Abby's room, I noticed that his nurses were already waiting outside. I scowled at them, knowing that they were eager to hear about Abby's condition. I didn't want anyone else to know about my wife's health, especially not strangers who would gossip about it.

Ignoring the nurses, I walked into the room with Albert following closely behind me. He quickly commanded the nurses to leave, and they scurried out of the room with sour expressions on their faces. I knew they must have been disappointed that they didn't get to hear any juicy details about my personal life, but I didn't care.

I had more important matters to focus on, like my wife's health and the company that I had built from the ground up. As the CEO, I knew that I had a responsibility to ensure that everything ran smoothly, and I wasn't going to let anyone or anything distract me from that. As soon as Albert shut the door behind him, he uncloaked the terrible news that my wife was paralyzed. I was shocked and let out a heavy snort, unable to believe what I was hearing. He explained that it was only temporary, but she would still suffer from side effects.

I couldn't believe that this was happening to us. My wife, the love of my life, was now paralyzed, and there was nothing I could do to fix it. I felt helpless and angry at the same time.

I turned to Albert with a cold look on my face and asked him if he was kidding me. When he confirmed that it was the truth, I went closer to his face and warned him that if he was lying, he wouldn't live to see the next day in the hospital.

I hoped that he was telling me the truth, but a part of me didn't want to believe it. I wanted to hold onto the hope that my wife would make a full recovery, but deep down, I knew that this was going to be a long and difficult journey for both of us. Albert's words hit me hard. The bullet had hit my wife's spine, and there was nothing we could do to change it. I was curious and angry at the same time, wondering how I could help her fix it. But as Albert explained, I was her husband, and all I needed to do was show her love and care. He urged me to give her a reason to live and assured me that she would get back on her feet.

Hearing these words made me feel emotional, and I sobbed softly as I turned to my unconscious wife lying on the sick bed. If only I had the power to help her, I would have done so in a heartbeat. But as Albert had said, it wasn't going to be easy, and I needed to be patient with her.

As I looked at my wife, I realised that our lives were about to change drastically. But I was determined to be there for her every step of the way. I would show her love, care, and support, and hopefully, she would find the strength to fight and recover from this tragedy.