An Affair With My Ex
Chapter 87

Alex's

POV.

I stood outside the doctor's office, my head inclined as my hands fidgeted with the single strand of hair that had accompanied me out of Abby's room.

My heart was filled with joy, knowing that Abby had woken up earlier than the doctor had predicted.

It had been three long days of waiting, and finally, I would be able to see those sweet and tempting eyes of hers that I just couldn't resist.

As I stood there lost in thought, a few ladies sitting nearby glanced at me curiously.

I couldn't help but chuckle softly, "You have a way of trying to make me smile even now, huh!" I said, speaking more to Abby than anyone else.

My mind drifted back to the day Abby had been admitted to the hospital. She had been so pale and fragile, hooked up to various machines, and I had never felt so helpless.

"Thank Goodness you are alive" I mumbled, smiling to myself and that was when I dragged the attention of a few ladies that were sitting before me.

As I stood there, smirking to myself, I couldn't help but notice the two ladies sitting nearby. One of them had dyed her hair black, and she blushed as she thought I was referring to her. The other one scoffed and turned away. I inwardly rolled my eyes, realising how silly some women could be.

I would have loved to show them what I was made of, but then again, what was the point? I was married to my beautiful wife, Abby.

She was the only woman I wanted to be with, and I was lucky to have her in my life.

With a sigh, I stood up from the bench and made my way into Doctor Albert's office. I ignored the other patients who were waiting in line and walked straight into his office.

As I walked into the doctor's office, I couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency. I needed to speak with him, and I needed to do it now.

I walked in like I was the boss, but in a way, I was. After all, we were paying him for his services, and I wanted to make sure that everything was going smoothly.

"I need to speak with you!" I said firmly as soon as I entered his office.

The doctor looked up at me from his desk, clearly in the middle of something.

"I'm kind of in the middle of something, Alex. I'll be with you as soon as I'm done. I promise," he assured me.

But I wasn't going to leave without him. Not when those ladies were sitting outside, ready to mock me. "You're coming with me now, and that's final!" I ordered, determined not to leave without speaking to him. But the doctor was still insisting that I leave before him. "Can't you see?" he pointed at the patient he had before him.

As I was getting ready to march into the doctor's office and drag him out myself, I heard Abby's voice echoing throughout the hospital.

"Abby?" I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest.

"What's wrong with her?" the doctor asked, but I didn't have time to explain.

I was worried that she had done something foolish to herself, and I couldn't wait any longer for the doctor's permission. I had to act quickly.

I forcefully dashed out of his office, ignoring the protests of his other patients, and ran towards my wife's room.

"Alex!! Someone, please help me!!" I heard her cry out in pain, her voice filled with grief and sorrow.

I could feel my heart sinking as I ran towards her room. I didn't know what to expect, but I knew that I had to be there for her.

As soon as I entered the room, I pushed the door open and saw my lovely wife lying on the floor with her back facing me.

The sight made me emotional, and I couldn't help but shed a tear from my eyes.

i rushed towards her and asked, "what the f**k do you think you were going to do?"

my wife looked up at me, surprised by my sudden appearance. She seemed confused and disoriented.

As I went closer to her, Albert, the doctor, came rushing into the room. He tried to help her get up and onto her bed.

With Albert's help, I lifted her up and laid her gently on the bed. My wife started crying and asked, "What is going on with me? Why can't I walk? Why can't I move??"

I felt a lump in my throat as I saw her in that state. I held her hand and said, "Don't worry, we will get through this. We'll figure out what's wrong and find a way to fix it."

I could see the fear in her eyes, and it broke my heart. All I wanted was for her to be okay.

The experience was a stark reminder of how precious life is and how much we take it for granted.

It was painful to see her suffer, and my heart broke into a million pieces. I should have warned her that this was going to happen, but I didn't want to scare her.

Now, she was in excruciating pain, and all I could do was watch her suffer.

"SIR!!" King's voice snapped me out of my trance, and I turned around to face him. My eyes were moist, and I was overwhelmed with emotions. I couldn't help but feel angry and vengeful.

I clenched my fists in anger and thought of ways to get back at the person responsible for her pain.

I wanted to make him pay for what he had done. I wanted to show him what I was made of.

"Come with me!!" I instructed King as I stormed out of the room, my anger simmering just below the surface.

I knew what I had to do, and I wasn't going to let anyone stop me.

As we walked down the hallway, I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins.

I was determined to get justice for her, no matter what it took. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was ready for the challenge.

We finally arrived at our destination, and I could still Imagine Jack, the person responsible for her pain.

My anger boiled over, and I charged towards him, ready to teach him a lesson. King followed closely behind me, ready to support me in any way he could.

Abby was still lying on her bed, weeping and crying. I couldn't bear to see her like that, knowing that she was feeling alone in this world.

My heart ached as I thought of how much pain she must be going through.

"What is wrong, sir?" King asked, breaking my train of thought. We had just reached the entrance of the hospital building, and I was lost in my own world.

"Did you see what happened there, King???" I whispered, my eyes all wet as I turned to him. He looked confused, not sure what I was talking about.

"I'm sorry about that, sir, but..." he trailed off, his head inclined in shame.

"I must find him," I said, my anger boiling through my veins. "I must find that silly bastard who made her that way.

I must find him and show him what I am made of!"

I wished I could hold him by the neck and knock him out. I wanted to make him pay for what he had done to her. I couldn't stand the thought of anyone causing her pain.

I knew it wasn't going to be easy, but I was ready for the challenge. I had to protect the ones I loved, and I was willing to go to any lengths to do so.

King tried to calm me down, knowing how I could get when it came to taking revenge.

"I know you want to do something to him, sir, but please, it would be nice if you could stay calm and think this through. This isn't what you should be thinking by this time!" he said, trying to soothe me. But I was done being foolish. I was done trying to hide or run away from the truth. I knew what needed to be done, and I was ready to face it head-on.

"Do unto men what they do unto you, King," I said, my voice filled with determination. "He started all this, and I must help him finish it!"

I could feel the anger boiling inside me, but I was determined to keep it under control. I knew that revenge wasn't the answer, but I also knew that justice needed to be served.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I needed to stay focused and think clearly if I was going to succeed. I couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

The thought of someone hurting Abby filled me with rage. No one dared to touch my property, my belongings. Abby belongs to me, and her being injured meant that they had hurt me too.

"Get the agents ready," I ordered King. "I am going to need five investigators to get him, and they must get him at all costs."

I walked towards my car, my fury burning inside me. I could tell that King was scared of the outcome, but that wasn't my concern anymore.

It was either I die catching him, or he dies trying to fight for his life.

"Get into the car!" I bellowed at King. "We are going to find that bastard who thinks he can ruin my wife's life and my unborn child!".

I got into the driver's seat and started the engine, feeling the adrenaline pumping through my veins.

As we drove towards our destination, my mind raced with thoughts of how I was going to make him pay for what he had done.

I knew I couldn't let my emotions cloud my judgement. I had to think rationally and come up with a plan.

But all I could think of was the pain that Abby was going through, and the anger and hatred I felt towards the person who had caused it.