Mr Ceo's Pregnant Ex-Wife

"That's not true Ace. You're lying right?"

My wide,  expectant eyes waited for him to invalidate the statement which he painfully did not.  Instead, he looked deep into my eyes as if he was reading my soul and took a step forward. 

He felt the palpable fear emerge in me and he saw it right into my eyes as I took a retrieving step backward, overcome with panic, and on the brink of losing my sanity.  The flicker of terror he witnessed into my eyes was enough of a warning to pull his legs into a halt. 

"Please calm down Phoenix."  His gentle voice urged extending a hand for me to take but I shook my head and slapped his fingers away. The kind gesture has no soothing effect against the emotional turmoil that numbed my whole body.  

"You're joking right?" My voice trembled with fear and my fingers turned icy cold. I was still denying Mom's unacceptable death that took me by surprise. Surely she wouldn't die on her birthday,y, right? 

"I'm sorry Phoenix but your Mom was dead.  She died a few minutes before you arrived.  She died repeatedly saying your name until her last breath." He poured the news in the most gentle way possible but the shattering news couldn't be softened by a gentle tone from the man who repeatedly stabbed, kicked,  hammered, punched,  tortured,  and pulverized my heart with unfaithfulness and betrayal.

From that very moment, I knew he wasn't joking. Indescribable pain clutched my heart narrowing my air passage until I could barely breathe. I could feel my whole body shaking from the wave of shock mingled with tormenting fear. 

This is not happening!  This is not happening! I screamed inwardly when no voice came out of my trembling mouth. My horrified expression met his stare and I saw as pity emerged from his deep blue eyes as he looked down on me. 

It took me a great amount of courage not to slap the expression off his face. I despise the inch of pity he was giving me. Pity was the last thing I needed from the scumbag who fucked his secretary on the same kitchen table he once fucked me. 

He tried to reach out to touch my arms but my murderous glare was enough for his arms to fall back to his side.  I lifted my fingers to touch my cold face to cast aside the hair that had fallen down my surprisingly dry cheeks.

I really want to cry to lessen the pain but my stubborn tears would not pour from my eyes as if it was frozen like my emotions. My heavy-lidded eyelids fluttered close and open as I fought back the enticing urge to drift into a spiraling slumber.

An icy cold wind struck me and I found myself staggering my way to the sofa to steady myself. My chest tightened and a thousand needles seemed to pierce through my heart. It feels like I'm dying! 

I hadn't noticed Ace followed behind me at all. I was too busy trying to maintain my stance that it surprised me when my head bumped into his chin. The collision of his chin towards my head was painful but it was no match to the excruciating pain my heart was enduring as thousands of needles ceaselessly pricked my heart.

His strong fingers held my wrist to help me maintain my balance and my back collided with the hard muscles of his chest. I freed my fingers out of his iron clutch but there was no strength left in me to push him away. 

"Holy shit your pale as paper!  How are you feeling? Goddammit,t Phoenix answer me!" It was then followed by a series of unintelligent curses 

My body was beginning to weaken and I shuddered from the freezing cold wind that engulfed my body. Wonderful memories with my mom slowly flashed in my mind as if I'm watching a large tv screen. My pale lips slowly trembled into a wry smile as I finally succumbed to the urge to close my eyes. 

I drifted off to sleep. 

"Happy birthday mom." A sob nearly tore my throat as she sat on the opposite chair in front of me,  smiling brightly with a beautiful radiance emitting from her blissful countenance. 

"Why do you need to leave mom? Can't you stay here beside me?" 

The warmth of her palm reached out to my cheeks and dried my tears. "When you pick a flower in the garden, which one do you pick?"

"The most beautiful Mom," I replied. 

"That's why I'm leaving honey.  Beautiful souls are taken early so they don't need to suffer in this world."

"I'm going with you Mom." I held her fingers firmly,  not wanting to let her go. 

"In time baby,  you will be with me." She whispered and kissed my temples. A comforting warmth spread into my heart. The raging emotion inside me vanished miraculously.

"I love you, honey." She whispered one last time and drifted into the light that blinded my sight.