She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked by Nyx Rai

192 Scott's Fist

Sebastian's POV

Scarlett was hurt.

The security system company found her after the alarm was triggered. But there was no sign of intrusion -- even the alarm was triggered because a lamp was thrown through the window, from inside. Apparently, Scar cut her wrist and fell off the stairs.

She was taken to the hospital when Miller got there, the same hospital Ava was in no less. All he saw was the pool of blood by the stairs. I couldn't bear hearing his report over the phone, but I dared not to miss anything either.

The walk from Ava's ward to the emergency building was the longest hell I had to go through, and I would rather die a thousand times just to turn back time.

"Where is she?!" I demand Miller the moment I get there, only to notice that he isn't the only one waiting by the emergency room.

Lilith Grey, Aurora Dawson. All made it before I did. Even...

Damian Vanderbilt.

The girls hus together, trying to comfort each other. The man sits there on the bench with a sullen look, spouting out a dark aura. He stands up and charges at me the moment he sees me.

"Where were you?!" He growls, his bloodshot eyes trembling at burning fury. If he was angry this afternoon for Ava, he is now beyond ration, like some mad animal, "Where were you in the middle of the night?! Leaving your wife alone at home, bleeding on the floor?! Did you know that she crawled several meters with a broken leg to call for help, and she had to call Lilith, her friend who lives miles away, to save her life?!!!"

eyes at Lilith, and she looks away, would not meet my

"How is s--"

finish a sentence, his fist lands on my face, again. I deserve it. The pain gives me relief I do not deserve, and it barely begins to match the tremendous guilt that's

her! Lilith accompanied her when she went in! and I was the one who got her

instead of my pregnant wife. I thought it would be the one last time. I thought we were starting over. I thought things were finally right when Scarlett told me

of my child's existence for a few hours, and

I can't find the

have my sins

He glances down at me

that her condition

in his voice, "She

drains

Scott turns to me, pulling my collar, and shakes me, "How could you let it happen?! What the hell were

home," Vanderbilt says with a numb voice. His cold eyes land on me as if looking at a dead

I wish I were.

hell--" Scott raises his

wanted the pain to numb my guilt, it

comes out and everyone turns