Mr Ceo's Pregnant Ex-Wife

"Niall is perfectly fine." Maxwell responded. "The car they were in was heavily damaged but surprisingly Niall was left unscathed. He was still unconscious but there's nothing to be alarmed about." He added, patting his shoulders in assurance. 

Lucas stared at the ceiling with eyes closed, relief flooded through him. The burden that made his chest heavy for hours magically vanished.

"How about Alexandria?" He asked, opening his eyes. Not the slightest flicker of emotion could be seen on his midnight black gaze. He wouldn't care the least if the accident killed his wife instantly, he thought to himself searching for a tinge of pity but he found none. He felt nothing for her except undeniable hatred. 

"Follow me." Maxwell said and wordlessly he trailed behind him until they entered inside the Emergency Room and instantly he saw his wife lying on the hospital bed with various apparatus attached to her body. 

A glass panel was the only thing that separates her from him. His eyes roam freely around her unconscious form. Her head was heavily wrapped with bandages, but her face was surprisingly fine except for a few bruises that would eventually heal in time. 

His gaze swept over the exposed skin on her arms which the long hospital gown wasn't able to cover and he saw deep slant wounds carved through her skin. She must have shielded her arms to protect her precious face from broken shards of glass. 

The worst of her injury wasn't in her head but in her delicate, left foot which was wrapped with layers of bandage and was partially elevated with a support.

"She was seated on the backseat of the car, beside your son when the accident happened." Maxwell filled in the silence that lapsed between them without tearing his gaze from Alexandria. "She received the most damage since she shielded her body to protect Niall when the car crashed into a tree."

Lucas stared gravely at his best friend, "Alexandria is no hero. If I recall she's the one who started this." He said firmly, irritated. 

"I'm not making stories here, It's the truth. Ask the detectives—your colleagues." Maxwell said calmly. 

"You're taking her side because you still have feelings for her. I know the moment we both saw her three years ago you're in love with her too—" Lucas snapped. 

Maxwell gasped. Surprised that Lucas changed the topic so swiftly. "No, of course not." He denied, a bewildered expression crossed his face. 

"You are." He said with confidence. ,"Until now you still do, Max. I know what you felt about Alexandria three years ago. That's why I snatched her away before you could make the first move. But looking at things now made me realize that was the stupidest thing I ever did. I should have handed her to you. She's not worth it."

"Why are you bringing that up." Max sighed heavily. "Look Lucas." He said in resignation, hands held his hand in defeat. "I don't want us to argue. "

"We're not."

"Things were different now. I admit I have feelings for her in the past but it was no closer to something that could be called love. It's more of an attraction. But whatever I feel about her had long since vanished when you married her." Max explained, he looked upset. 

"I didn't ask you to explain." 

"I want to clear things out." 

"No need to. We both knew I was the loser here." Lucas finally admitted with a sigh and tore his gaze away from Alexandria. The more he looked at her the more it felt like she's a stranger not someone he shared nearly three years of his life. 

Silence lapsed inside the room as they drifted into their own private worlds. The beep of the monitor and the sound of apparatus was the only sound they could hear. 

"Listen to me Lucas—not as your best friend but as a doctor." Max began when he couldn't take the silence anymore. Lucas said nothing but Max knew he was listening. "When Alexandria wakes up, it will never be the same for her. The society that once treated her as the diamond of the first water will turn its back against her. She would be treated as an outcast. People would view her no more than a lowly courtesan. Sure, it would be difficult for her but she's tough enough to accept how she would be treated after the scandal but I wonder if she would be as tough if she learns that she wouldn't be able to ballet anymore. If you don't want to treat her well, at least be civil with her when she wakes up."

He clenched his fist on his side and gritted his jaw in growing exasperation. He didn't come here to be taught how he would treat Alexandria when she wasn't even a wife to him nor a mother to their two year old son Niall. She had acted as if the two of them didn't exist, maybe it's time he gave her the dose of her own medicine so she would feel what it feels like to be in their shoes. 

"I had had enough of this." He said wearily and turned his back towards Alexandria in order to face his best friend. "You have said what you have to say but it doesn't change how I feel about her. I still hated that woman, every part of me loathed her." After saying the words he strode to the door and reached for the knob, leaving Max behind him shocked and speechless. 

He remembered he hadn't said the most important thing of all, so Lucas stopped on his tracks and slightly turned his head to Max's direction. "When Alexandria recovers, I will have to file for divorce and I will make sure I will get sole custody of Niall. If you still want her…. Go, she's all yours." He then slammed the door shut, gravely wishing the oxygen tank would run out of air or one of the apparatus would malfunction. 

He simply wants her out of his life permanently.