Chapter 100 HELP FROM AN ANGEL
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And again, a heavy slap lands on my cheek.
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"Miss Swan. People like you are not worthy to call me by my name... Do you understand?" She asks, looking like a devil and I subconsciously nod my head, frightened by her presence.
"Has she signed the divorce papers?" Ann looks at Andrew and asks.
"Yes." He replies and Ann's face lights up with joy, and an evil smirk appears on her lips, she looks down at me and then pulls away her hand as though she feels disgusted by my touch.
"Then what the hell is she doing here? Throw her out." She yells and then kicks my wheelchair mercilessly and I fall from it heavily to the ground, groaning in pain.
"Ahh... But my son... Give me my son." I shout feeling helpless, with teary eyes I look up at Ann, with an angry face she walks toward me and then presses her sandals on my hand as I wail in pain.
"First of all, it's my son, not yours and secondly, your father has sold your womb to me. It was my child that you were carrying so you have no right on him, now. He is mine... All mine..." She says as she twists her heel at the back of my hand making me groan louder from the pain.
My painful cries echo around us but no one seems to look bothered by them. "Please... I beg you... Let me see him for once." I beg Ann but she just laughs at my pathetic state.
"Well, you poor people have only this one quality crying and taking sympathy from others. Your father had taken a huge sum of money from me in return for this child and also you and he is legally bound to that contract so don't even try an attempt of taking away the child from me... You are nothing to me now, You, Tessa Will have now no relation with Jack and Swan Family..." She says arrogantly and then finally lifting her foot, she walks inside the I.C.U.
Her heels clicked on the marble floor while I sob painfully on the ground, curling myself into the ball. "Let me see my son... Please..."
I keep sobbing and soon a pair of nurses take me away, I try to protest but soon they injected something into my neck and I start to feel dizzy as I lose consciousness immediately.
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BEEP... BEEP... BEEP...
I hear the loud disturbing voice of the machines around me, I shake my head trying to clear my blur mind.
Whatever happened to me is a huge shock but I need to be calm and think of a way to get my son back, but how?
I stay quiet and calm with my eyes closed. I don't want anyone to know that I am awake at all.
I try to look out the window and I see the sun shining bright outside, which indicates that it's daytime.
I can't make any move now but perhaps at midnight, I could make a move. I should save my strength for that time.
There is silence in the ward and outside too, I guess this is the time when I could make a move.
I pull away the white sheets that are covering me and then pull out the IV that gives me a sudden pain and then it starts burning my skin, I look at my hand that is bruised now because of Ann's assaults' on it before.
I flinch uncomfortably as I remember Ann's true evil face. I was supposed to lift my foot to take a step when I start hearing some faint noises and then the sound of heavy steps outside my door.
Slowly, I reach for the door and then peek out to see the hospital in chaos. I try to step outside and then clearly I hear the voice yelling at a distance.
"Save my son," Hearing those words, my heart starts to drop, that's Andrew's voice, my son, what has happened to my son?
Feeling panicked, I start to walk towards the direction where other staff people are running and then suddenly I bump into something hard.
"Ahhh..."
I look up in nervousness, I shouldn't be caught by anyone and I widen my eyes in shock when the man pulls me to the side, "What are you doing, I need to get to my son, Ron." I say eagerly and I was starting to protest under his hold when he shows me something unexpected.
"Here..." He hands me my son who is wrapped in a blanket. My eyes glitter with joy as I look at the hairy baby in his hold. Excitedly, I take my son from his hand and then shower his face with my kisses. I start to cry emotionally as I hold him in my arms, he is asleep and too small and cute.
I look up and didn't see Ron around me, "Miss, please sit here. Hurry." Ron shows up with a wheelchair and then after covering me and my baby with a sheet he pushes me outside the hospital.
I feel anxious as to where he is taking me but except trusting him I have no choice left as I stay calm while keeping my son closer to my heart. His little movements in my arms make me remember his movements in my belly.
I smile warmly as I look down at his little figure.
Ron puts me in the ambulance and then he drives it away, we reach the airport and Ron hands me a pair of clothes. "Please, go and change." I take the clothes from his hand but feel hesitant to hand him my child. "I won't do any harm, please, Miss, we are running out of time."
He says nervously while I am still pondering in my heart but then surrendering I hand him the baby and go to the washroom, I put on the clothes and then look at myself. I look so... weird and bad... My face is discolored and my body's shape is completely different now.
Dismissing everything, I walk out and see Ron standing at the same place where I had left him. I sigh in relief as I take back the child from his hand. He puts a scarf over my head and I immediately try to cover my face with it.
"Come, Miss." He takes out clear glasses and then puts them on me, helping me to hide my face further.
Then taking my hand, he takes me through the boarding. And after it was done, he hands me my ticket, a wallet that has mine, and the child's identification cards with some money.
"A man is waiting for you, he'll pick you up from there." He says and then as though he forgets something, he steps back and then clicks my picture I look at him suspiciously and he explains, "I need to give him your picture so he would be able to recognize you."
I nod my head and then hold his arm as I thank him wholeheartedly, "Thank you so much, Ron." and I start to cry terribly in his arms. I had never known that one day he would appear as an angel in my life when everyone betrayed me it was him who helps me the most.
How would I ever be able to repay his kindness towards me and my child?
"Why?" I ask him, sobbing.
"Sometimes there is no why, But just right and wrong." He says meaningfully and I nod my head in response.
"Miss, please... we can't delay anymore." He says as he caresses my hair and then looks down at me anxiously.
"Thank you very much, Ron," I tell him and then walk to the other direction where all the passengers are standing to board the plane.
For the one last time, I turn and look back at Ron, he was on his phone and he gives me a polite smile as I get onto the plane leaving everything behind me.
BOOM
I don't know where I am going, I don't know what I am going to do, but one thing I know is I am happy and calm with my son in my arms. As long as he is with me I will try my best to save him from all the evil eyes, especially Andrew Jack and Anna Swan.
I will never let those people get their hands on my son ever again. Even if I had to hide forever I will. I will never ever let them take away my son. I will never forgive my father for making me a contracted surrogate and for selling my womb.
At this moment, I hate everyone in my life. Everyone's love was fake and a sham. I should have never trusted anyone, I should have never trusted that Fairytale does exist because they don't.
The plane takes off and I look out at the dark sky, my fate and life have also turned dark just like that, an air hostess suddenly announces about a couple who just got engaged on the plane now celebrating the valentine's day and my heart gets more bitter as I realize today's date, 14 February, a whole year to our wedding that was based on lies and a contract.
I lean at the cold glass and cry sadly as all the memories flash in my mind making my heart twist in unbearable pain.
Please, someone, tell me it's all a bad dream, please...
