Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies novel Chapter 133

Ava's pov

Though I have seen this beautiful face many times and admire him as well, today it is different. Today I am feeling something else in my heart. And this feeling is so good.

My finger automatically touched his forehead, and I started tracking everything I was looking at.

My buttocks dropped and covered the little space I found on the hospital bed while I bent my body towards him.

I wanted to say so much.

I want to cry right now.

I wanted to make so many complaints, but I couldn't.

My finger reached his pink lips, and I traced his not-so-thin lips.

I remember how it felt when it touched mine.

I know how this man was tested.

When my fingers stuck to his lips, my eyes looked down. His bare body and badges

Tears pooled back in my eyes, and a sudden pain erupted all over my heart.

It is so hard that I can't even breathe.

A sudden panic rushed through me: Life without him.

Though the doctor has already told me that he is feeling much better and should be up in a few days, just the thought of him without me scares me to the core.

"I know I am very stupid. I know I should have trusted you, but I didn't." My voice broke miserably while I wanted to vent my heart out.

"But can you please forgive me? Hmm?" I leaned my body more toward him and held his face in my palm.

"Can you not leave me the way everyone did, please?" I begged him...

"I can't live without you, Blake. Please don't leave me." I hiccup

"I want to grow old with you." I smiled while saying this.

"I want to make babies with you. Can you please don't leave me, please? Hmm," tears flowed freely from my eyes while I just begged him.

His face looks calm and composed, like it does all the time.

While looking at myself, I can say how important it is for a child to get the right upbringing. Look at my case. From childhood on, I never received any love or affection. I always crave it. I always felt jealous when, during vacation time, family members came and took the kids to their homes, but no one came for me. I was longing for love. And I guess whenever I get a tiny bit from anyone I have accepted with my open heart, I smile bitterly.

"There was no one to tell me how fake Ness has clouded the world. There was no one to guide me in correctly judging people. There was one to show me the right and wrong." My lips wobble, and the pain hits me hard.