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“Are you in pain?” She looked worried. “Why are you crying?”
“I’m not.” I wiped my tears and lied. “I’m just scared about the transplant surgery.”
“You’re gonna be just fine, sweetheart”—she held my hand—“you’ll see.”
I couldn’t open up to my mom. What could I say to her?
I’m devastated because Noah’s knocked up the woman I despise, and I wish it was me who was having his baby instead?She would have had me admitted to the psych ward before I could even explain my feelings.
“I’m sorry,” I uttered, grabbing a tissue.
“It’s okay to be scared. You’re in the best hospital in the state with the best team of surgeons. Have faith. You’ll be all right, darling.”
I didn’t want to be all right. I wanted to die. Noah would never leave Vanessa now. The wicked witch of Beverly Hills had won.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
NOAH
I was sitting in the back of a Lincoln luxury car with Amir as our driver weaved through evening traffic. We had gone out for some celebratory drinks because we closed a case that almost went to trial, which could have damaged the reputation of our client’s company if it became public knowledge. I rarely ever hit the bars after work, but that day I couldn’t bring myself to walk into Aria’s hospital room and plaster a smile on my face as if life were just “swell.” Last night, I had found out that my wife was eight weeks pregnant, and I was going to be a father. I’d noticed that she had been gaining weight, but I never suspected pregnancy—especially since she showed no symptoms. You would think it would have made me happy to know I had another shot at fatherhood, but I felt so torn and disappointed in myself. My sex life with my wife wasn’t great, and we hadn’t been intimate for a while. The few times we were, was just to keep me distracted; to relieve the sexual frustration I felt toward Aria (unbeknownst to my wife, of course). It sounds disturbing, but it’s the truth. I knew deep down I wasn’t happy anymore. Maybe this was God’s way of locking me into a loveless marriage as punishment for everything I had done wrong in my past. Sharingthis life altering news was going to crush Aria… And if it just so happened that I could donate a kidney, I was sure she’d be hell bent on refusing my organ just to spite me.
I really got myself into a mess. There’s no way Doctor Grey can help me here.
“Hey, buddy!” Amir snapped his fingers in my face. “Wake up!”
I apologized for zoning out.
“Where the hell is your head?”
“I’m just stressed out and worried about Aria. My mind’s all over the place.”
“You need to take it easy, bro. Maybe coming back to work this early was a bad idea.”
“No, it wasn’t. Craig is counting on me to help him close that Rochester case.”
“I can handle Craig,andI can handle your other cases.”
“You’ve got enough on your plate,” I stated. “Trust me, I’ve got this.”
“That’s right, I forgot… you’reNoah fuckin’ Hunter.” He rolled his eyes.
I flashed an arrogant smile and said, “Don’t you forget it.”
Amir chuckled and continued with his usual small talk.
“Tomorrow’s my ten-year wedding anniversary,” he said.
“Congrats! Do you have anything planned for Chelsea?”
“Yeah, I’m about to go and pick up her gift.” He leaned over the seat and asked the driver if he could pull over after the next light.
“Well, this is me…”
We were parked across a high-end jewelry store.
“You can head back to the firm,” he added. “I’m gonna take a cab home.”
“Are you sure?”
