His'(Crazy Erotica)
CHAPTER CXVII

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Chase clenched his jaw. "Sophia,"

"Don't call my name from your mouth! Don't call my name! Is this how this is all going to end?! You destroyed my life, Chase. You took away everything I ever lived for and this is how you end up treating me in the end? You murdered my parents, stole my peace and kept me captive with you! It still wasn't enough. You went ahead to touch me without my permission. You did things to me. You used me to cheat on your fiancé. You endangered my life by using me to get rid of a woman who loved you! You married me and kept me as a dirty little secret, Chase. You impregnated me and now? You want to end everything. You want me to just forget every single thing that happened and get a divorce from you, abort my baby and just walk out of your life? If you knew all this would happen, you would have just killed me with my parents in the first place! I hate you! I hate that I love you! I hate that I still love you till date! I hate that I'm still willing to give you a chance if you ask for forgiveness! I hate you!"

Her words sliced through his heart and he swallowed thickly, masking the pain on his face with a pure look of indifference. "Sophia," He placed the paper in her palm. "You need time to gather yourself. The pregnancy hormones are making your emotions to be all over the place, so think this through. After that, sign these papers and leave it in my room. Bye, "He turned to leave.

She hurled the paper at his back and made her way to follow him so she could say the remaining things in her mind but she tripped on her other foot. Before she could gain her bearing, she was already falling on the floor, face flat, and hard on her abdomen.

"Arggggh," She groaned, shutting her eyes tight in pain and her palms instinctively went to her stomach when she felt warm liquid trailing down her thighs. "My baby"

Chase's head whipped towards her direction and in long strides, he was already with her, picking her up in his arms and rushing towards his car.

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"You need to be strong, sweet cheeks" Luciano held Sophia's hand as the stretcher she was laying on was being pushed towards the operation theatre by nurses while they rushed towards the operation with them. "You can do this for your baby,"

She shut her eyes tight as blood streaked from the injury on her forehead and between her thighs. "I- my baby. Please-,"

"You'll be alright, Gattina," Chase caressed her cheeks. "You'll be fine,"

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"My baby," She cried from the pain she was feeling. "She- she can't die. I- I-," She groaned in pain. "Save our baby, Chase. I- I won't be able to-,"

"She'll be okay," Lucas said. "The baby will be okay,"

Sophia held Chase's hand refusing to let go until they got to the theatre. When she was taken inside, the doctor faced Chase.

"You need to sign a few papers and fill in the formalities before the operation begins,"

"Are you fucking out of your mind?" Chase gripped the doctor's collar. "My wife and child's lives are in danger and all you fucking care about is some damned formalities? I'll fucking sue you and end your career right this instant if you don't attend to my wife and child right now,"

"I'll fill the forms and sign them," Lucas nodded at the doctor and left.

The doctor scurried into the operation theatre.

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An hour had barely passed but they were all panicked. Chase was restless; he was pacing back and forth. Lucas was seated next to Valerie on the bench in the hallway in front of the operation theatre, looking calm even though there was a storm brewing in him. Luciano was only leaning against the wall, pain and agony visible in all his features while Valerie only had her face buried in her palms.

They all didn't notice the bulb above the theatre door being switched off until the. sound of the door opening caught their attention.

Chase was the first person to reach the doctor who had a solemn expression on his face. "How's my wife and child?"

"We're sorry, Don," the doctor began. "We couldn't save the-,"

The doctor couldn't complete his words because before he could do so, or anyone realized anything, the doctor already had a bullet shoved down his throat. He fell limp to the ground, and Chase walked away.