She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked

086 The Baby's Job

Scarlett's POV

"Sparrow made me promise to not hurt you," Liam

Ryan finally turns to look at Justin, "I wanted to die in front of you and brand your life with my blood stain, but I guess I don't have to, do I? You can turn around so quickly means your paradise is not exactly as happy as you said it would be, no? "What did you expect, when you chose a serpent over an angel?"

Justin cries so hard, melting to the ground over and over again.

Liam Ryan never said another word to him after that ask. He pulled up his window, not even looking at Justin. But Justin wouldn't leave, hanging onto the police car where Liam Ryan sits as if that would go back in time.

I don't know how much Justin loved "his angel", so I can't even begin to imagine how horrifying it is to find out about such a mix-up only after her death.

Would Sebastian shed a tear for me, if he ever finds out?

It's better for all of us if he never does.

In the end, Sebastian went with Ava in her ambulance. Glad I didn't have to chase him off mine. In Jack Fuller's angry glare, my ambulance left that shabby yard first with me sitting in the back between a medical staff and Adrian.

I don't know how to talk to him. In that moment of life and death, he was my last straw where my life depended on, and it felt so natural to take his help, to hide in his arms, to enjoy his protection. But I don't really know this guy.

He likes me, for some reason. That much is obvious. What's not obvious is that he seems to hold deep feelings for me than for someone who he JUST met.

I need to talk to him about it. I should.

But awkwardness attacks me even just at the thought of that talk. [Hey, I might be wrong, but I think you are in love with me, considering the way you throw yourself at me?] Trying out these words in my head, and I feel like even my feet 1/3

are starting to sweat....

"Are you alright?" Adrian suddenly asks, pressing that attractive face even closer as if he just heard my awkward thoughts.

"Yeah, I'm alright!" I freeze in panic, stiff like a stone, feeling like I might faint any second now.

"You did just experience quite a shock, and you haven't eaten for a long period," Adrian talks to himself more than me, feeling out my steaming forehead with the back of his hand, "...but you are not supposed to have a fever... Would she?"

His last question is directed at the nurse on my other side. I pressed myself back into the wall of the car as they started a serious talk about my health, feeling it harder to breathe.

My question can wait.

Half holding my breath, I was so nervous about Adrian that I tried to divert my attention, only to numb myself so much that I fell asleep. I hope I didn't land my head on him, but let's face the fact that I woke up when he put me down on the hospital bed, and apparently carrie "Sorry..." I mumble, trying to sit up but he presses me down by my shoulder.

"Glad you can get some rest," He gives me a gentle smile, his eyes glittering with a light that I'm too familiar with-

The kind of light I see in myself when I look at Sebastian.

"Adrian...Dunn...Mr. -"

"Shhh," He chuckles at my awkward attempt, "They are running some tests on you, but you should be alright. Try to get some sleep in the meantime?"

I feel bad for him investing such kind of heavy feelings in me, for reasons I don't even know. I don't even know if I'm still capable of returning such a feeling, ever. I burned out myself for Sebastian.

Not to mention, the little life growing inside me.

I wouldn't call the bed soft, but the moment my tired body touches it, my brain

086 The Baby's Job

automatically turns itself off. Trying my best to keep my eyes open, I can't pull a string out of my mush of a mind.

When did he even grow such a feeling towards me? After we met only last week? Or did he accept my movie proposal because of his secret feelings for me?Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

I decide to dump my problem on my baby-

"Could you get the reports for me when it's done?" I tried to grab his arm, but only got the corner of his suit.

"Of course I will," He covers his big palm over my hand, patting me gently, "Don't you worry."

"You can read it if you'd like..." I murmur, my own voice sounds like it came through water before I cave into my shutting-down brain.

He will understand everything when he sees the pregnancy report.

If the baby did his job right, then I might not need to have THE talk.