Cheat with my boyfriend best friend by Jane E.L.

Chapter 370 The Baby's Father

I sat in the car and watched as Colston carried Olive into the hospital while lighting one cigarette after another. I still couldn't find the courage to get out

I guessed I really had no idea how to face them

Shall I express my concerns for my buddy and his fiancée as their friend? I didn't think I could do it

Shall I question Olive if she still loved me with

the identity of her ex-boyfriend? If she did, why would she get pregnant with another man's baby while we were entangled?

It didn't seem appropriate either

Getting pregnant and giving birth was a dangerous thing. I shouldn't go and make things harder for her for now. Whoever was the baby's father, whether that baby could be saved or not, Olive couldn't be stimulated again

It was early afternoon, and there were not many cars in front of the maternity hospital. I was the only one in the golden sunlight at the window

The road ahead of me was straight with a clear direction, yet the road I was heading in my heart was twisted like a pile of spider's thread. I felt that I would fall into an abyss with the slightest mistake. And right now, I was starting to fall

If... If..

Once again, I started to assume, trying to figure out a way to get things back on track with Olive

However, I couldn't remember exactly for a moment when things between us had become so

bad

Was it in New York or in Antarctica?

Or should we not have been together in such a ridiculous way in the first place?

We should have met on campus or at work. No matter what, we should have had a normal start, which was the only way to give rise to a healthy development

I stared at the smoke ring in front of me, quietly letting the remaining half of my cigarette burn away in my hand, trying to use my imagination to find a rational way out of the situation, but it was clear to me that it was futile. Life wasn't a script. There was no second chance

At the same time, an almost horrible thought came into my mind

If I went inside now and asked Olive if she would rather have me disappear from her life, or if she would rather I had never existed, she would probably hesitate for a moment and then say yes. She would probably say that she wanted me to go back to New York or even to another continent so as to give her and her fiancé peace and quiet for many years to come. If so, I would probably go mad

Yet my hands were tied even if it was really her answer. I couldn't hurt her again. At the thought of how frail she was now, I knew that there was nothing I could do. All I could do was say don't do this and pray for the first time that she would be soft-hearted and give me some wiggle room

Painfully and irritably, I snuffed out my cigarette and leaned over the steering wheel, thinking. The next second, I heard the car window being tapped

"Aaron, let's talk."

It was Colston, who was supposed to be at the hospital with Olive. He leaned next to my car and calmly directed me to lower the window

I almost questioned why he wasn't in the hospital by Olive's side. I was so glad that I didn't say such stupid words out loud

I was in an awkward enough position as her dumped ex-boyfriend. Who was I to blame her fiancé?

Besides, Colston and I had been friends for so long. I indeed couldn't say anything worse to him. Even though I didn't want to talk to him now, I still reached down and lowered the window

Perhaps it was because Colston had just come

out of the hospital, I smelt disinfectant under his fur mingled with the smell of Olive's blood. It almost overwhelmed me

Subconsciously, I ducked back, and the man out the window leaned over a little, quietly looking at me. The atmosphere between us was rather awkward. We were waiting for the other to speak, and we were both afraid of the other

As it turned out, the experienced psychiatrist was the calmer one. I gave up

I looked up a little dejectedly, and my voice was a bit hoarse. Finally, unable to resist, I started our conversation with a concerned tone, "How is Olive?"

Colston let out a relaxed laugh as if relieved to finally hear my inquiry. He reached over to my dashboard, took a cigarette, and lit it. "She's in

the ward. She and the baby are fine."

I knew he barely smoked, so I wasn't surprised to see him coughing. Strangely, however, he did not put out the cigarette. Instead, he continued to puff smoke rings as if to hide some emotion, which aroused my suspicion

"Shouldn't you go in and stay with her? Olive is at such a vulnerable time, and I think she really needs her baby's father by her side. As for us..

Well, there is no us. Colston, let's call it a day

Apologize to Olive for me and tell her that I will no longer be her trouble. I'll go back to New York next week. You won't see me again."

Yes, I finally chose to run away. I didn't feel relieved after I said those words, but if it helped to stop bothering Olive, I figured that I would be OK with it

The next moment, however, Colston's words were like thunder which shocked me for quite a long time

"You're right. She does need the baby's father

So, Aaron, go upstairs. Olive needs your company."