Mr Ceo's Pregnant Ex-wife

Watching Ace leave was painfully beyond description. I just feel that he has taken a part of me the moment he left. My life will never be the same now that he's away.

After the private Jet left, I stayed inside my hospital room. All I wanted at that moment was to spend my time alone and have some privacy. Claire and father were considerate enough to give me that. After they helped me inside my room, they both kissed me goodnight and left.

The moment the door closed, a deep sigh escaped my lips. My chest still feels heavy and any moment from now, I feel as if I'm going to cry again. From the amount of tears I shed, I would undoubtedly suffer from dehydration from continuous crying.

But then no one could blame me for crying. The man I love was fighting for his life and it wasn't even sure if he's going to survive. I'm not trying to sound so negative but I can't help myself but think about the worst thing that could possibly happen. In case it actually happens I want to be prepared.

I reached for the remote control and turned the ceiling lights off. I then turned my attention to the lampshade which was within my reach and turned it on so it would help illuminate the room. I then leaned back to the stack of pillows behind my back.

When I'm comfortably settled, I closed my eyes and my lips start to move to a soulful prayer. Automatically, tears slowly fall from my eyes once more while I pour all my emotions into my prayer.

All I'm praying that moment is Ace's safety. It's okay if he won't remember me as long as he's safe it's okay with me.

Tears continuously flow down my cheeks while I pray.

Perhaps I was too tired and emotionally drained that just after I finished my prayers, I immediately drifted into a deep slumber.

***

The next day I was discharged from the hospital.?I should be happy that I was finally out of the room that made me feel like I'm trapped inside a cell but I didn't feel any better.

I still feel empty and worried inside. I'm not going to be okay unless Ace's condition becomes stable.

I look at the white exterior of the hospital one last time before climbing into the car while father assists me. A sigh of relief escaped my lips when I sat on the soft cushioned seat and stretched my slightly trembling legs.

The door on my left closed softly and the other door to my right opened. Claire slowly climbed inside and occupied the seat next to me before pulling the door closed.

"Are you okay?" She asked, her fine features twisting with concern and her hand automatically grabbed my hands to check if it was cold.

I watched her forehead scrunched with worry. "I'm fine Claire," I replied. My other hand flew to the bandage on my forehead. "My wound just ached a bit but I'm fine." I added to reassure her. She didn't argue but her facial expression says she didn't believe me.

Father climbed into the car beside the driver's seat and closed the door of the car. "To the airport please," He said to the driver and followed his instruction without saying a word.

When the car?rolled smoothly on the highway I shifted my attention outside the window to distract myself from the view. Somehow, the beautiful green scenery eased my worries a little bit. I have the view to focus my attention to and it would help me avoid worrying about Ace too much. ƒr𝙚𝙚𝘸e𝚋𝐧૦ѵ𝒆𝒍.𝒄𝒐m

The trip to the nearest airport is a thirty minute drive. After a short journey we are able to reach our destination safely. I nearly applauded myself as I climbed out of the car and realized that I was able to successfully divert my attention away from any negative thoughts for a short while.

A flight attendant in blue uniform greeted us upon our arrival at the airport and led us straight into Vip area where a private plane waited for us.

The owner of the said Airport was Claire's close friend and business acquaintance. She willingly extended her help when she learned that Claire needed immediate transportation that would help her reach Cordova quickly.

Claire was very pleased when her friend offered a private plane and she agreed immediately. So the moment I was discharged from the hospital we decided to quickly head to the airport and board on a private plane in order for us to reach our destination faster.

We are all worried about Vien and Faith that's why we are trying to return to the Crawford Mansion as quickly as possible. It's almost a week since I last saw them and I'm dying to be with them too.

We entered the private plane. The inside screamed of luxury and comfort. It was large and spacious that a hundred people could fit inside but it was specifically made to cater only a maximum of 12 persons.

I occupied the seat near the window while father and Claire occupied the seat on the other side of the aisle.

The leather seat was so soft that my body sank on the feathery softness of the cushion after I sat down. I let go a soft sigh and laid my head on the headrest and closed my eyes.

I heard footsteps approaching and my eyes snapped open and saw a flight attendant with the same blue uniform heading in our direction to inform us that the private plane was set to take off after thirty minutes.

After informing us about the departure time, she explained everything that needed to be explained like safety precautions and do's and don't while the plane is up in the air. After she finished the pre-flight briefing the flight attendant?headed back to the door with a warning sign STRICTLY EMPLOYEES.

I patiently waited until the announcement of the take off sounded into the speaker before I closed my eyes and listened to the music playing on my earphones.