Best Friend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby - Chapter 195

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Klay’s POV

I continued digging the soil until I finally uncovered a casket. My eyes widened when I opened it and saw Emily inside. She was pale and unconscious. No! No! Kelly will hate me even more! She’ll never forgive me if she loses Emily.

I carefully lifted Emily out of the casket and laid her on the grass. I leaned down to listen for her heartbeat. I cursed under my breath, panic rising in my chest, and immediately began administering CPR.

“Emily! Emily, open your f*cking eyes!” I gritted my teeth, desperation in my voice, as I blew air into her mouth. I continued until I finally heard her cough and gasp for air.

I looked at her, panting, before helping her sit up. She gazed at me, still gasping for air. When our eyes met, tears immediately welled up in her eyes, and she cried hard, lifting her arm to caress my cheek.

“Leo!” she sobbed.

I clenched my jaw. Leo…

Before she could hug me, I picked her up in a bridal carry. “I’m taking you to the hospital.”

I knew I should bring her to the hospital, even if people might recognize me as a wanted criminal.

I gently placed Emily in the passenger seat and buckled her in. She was still crying, staring at me, her face filled with fear and confusion. I pressed my lips together, shut the door softly, and took a deep breath. She was still weak, but she had been buried alive by that evil man, Connor Foster. I may be evil too, but I could never do something like this. This was too much.

“L-Leo… o-our baby… We lost o-our baby…”

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Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. I turned to her slowly and saw the pain in her eyes. She had lost her baby?

Her life had been so cruel… and I had been one of the people who tormented her. That truth left a bitter taste in my mouth. I had become evil because of hatred, but I couldn’t blame anyone. It was my own choice.

“Sleep, Emily. We’ll talk later.”

I glanced at her again and saw her staring at me. She swallowed hard, then nodded and slowly closed her eyes. How could I tell her that I’m not Leo? How could I make her understand that she’d lost her memories of the present? There was so much she didn’t know. She had suffered… and continued to suffer. I’m only now regretting it, too late, and ashamed to admit that I was part of her suffering.

I put on a black baseball cap before lifting Emily again. I walked toward the hospital and was immediately assisted by the nurses. They asked me a series of questions, but I simply said I had found her on the street. That was the safest answer I could give. I knew I couldn’t reveal myself to her while her memories hadn’t come back.

After leaving the hospital, I got back in my car and drove to Anderson’s mansion. I wanted to make sure Kelly was safe, but when I arrived, I was shocked to see dead bodies outside the house. I rushed inside and found Kelly’s bodyguards, along with some unknown men, lying on the cold tiles, bloodied and lifeless.

“What the f*ck?” I whispered as I looked upstairs.

“KELLY!” I shouted, running upstairs. I opened every door to the rooms, but Kelly was nowhere to be found. I ran downstairs again and headed to the kitchen. I stepped on something. A cell phone. When I picked it up and unlocked it, I saw Kelly and Snow’s faces as the lock screen. Is this Anderson’s phone?

I clenched my jaw. Damn it! Where are they?

I fished out my phone and dialed Kelly’s number. I heard a loud ring, so I rushed back to the living area and found Kelly’s phone on the floor. I picked it up, ended the call, and gripped the phone tightly in my hand.

Kelly…

Kelly’s POV

I snatched the gun from Pierce and pointed it at Mason. He paused when he saw what I did, staring at me blankly. I couldn’t tell what was going through his mind. Why had he brought us here? What was his plan? Was he going to contact his father and tell him I was here? Was he planning to kill us all?

“Put the gun down, Kelly. A devil might pull the trigger…”

“I’ll be the devil who pulls the trigger if you don’t answer my question. Why did you bring us here? What are your real intentions?”

He took a sip of his liquor and casually sat down on the couch. His comfort made me more nervous. He seemed just as evil as his father, capable of killing us all without a second thought.

“I wronged your friend, and this is my way of repaying it.”

I shook my head. “Then why is Sara Foster here?”

Sara was still glaring at her nephew, looking like she might attack him again at any moment.

“I don’t owe you an explanation—”

“You do!” I cut him off angrily. “You brought us here, so you have to explain to me. Tell me why we’re here and what you’re planning to do. Are you going to kill us?”

“If I wanted you dead, I wouldn’t have rescued you from those killers.”

“Then why are we here?”

His forehead creased. “You have no choice, Kelly. I am the only one who can help you right now. Your husband’s guards are probably stiff and cold by now.”

I clenched my jaw. “Just answer my damn questions, Mason!”

“I believe you now!” He growled at me angrily. “Happy?”

My lips parted. I slowly glanced at Matt, who was staring at his twin brother, before I turned to Pierce. The latter gently took the gun from me and pulled me closer to him. I looked at Mason again, my forehead creased.

“What?”

He clenched his jaw. “I… discovered the truth he buried a long time ago. At first, I didn’t believe it, but I couldn’t deny the fact that it was him. It was certainly him.”

“What did you find out?” Matt asked in a strict tone.

Mason gulped the liquor and turned to Matt with cold, dark eyes. “The recording you kept. I found your phone… in Dad’s car.”

I was at a loss for words, just staring at Mason. But inside, I silently thanked the heavens for opening his eyes. I knew he still had good in him.

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