After Divorce: Loved by the Secret Billionaire CEO

Chapter 129 Happy or disappointed?

Ethan's POV

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About half an hour ago.

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I walked into the hospital with the small bag of food I had bought for Rachel.

I paused when I got to her door and contemplated. She had been in the hospital for a few days now but I was yet to see her.

It was killing me to know that not only that she didn't trust me she also hated and didn't want to see me right now.

After much hesitance, I turned away from the door with the food in my hand. I was just going to call Joyce later and give her the food to give Rachel.

I was just thinking that when I said the same, Joyce walked out of the doctor's office.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Aren't too supposed to be with Rachel at all times?" I asked her, confused about why she was out.

I stretched my hand holding the food to her and she collected it with a sigh. " I was, I am. But Rachel has a visitor and wants to talk in ' private.' " She used her free hand to quote the private, and my brow went up.

A friend? In private?

" Is it Marina? " I asked and Joyce shook her head. " Nope, it's two men, both of them I haven't seen before ".

Men?

" I know one of their names, though; Rachel called him David. "

I narrowed my eyes at her instantly. " David? As in David Hart? What the fuck is he doing with Rachel! "

My feet involuntarily started moving back to Rachel's ward.

What was David doing here?

Mark had informed me days ago that he and Rachel were apparently married again but for the duration of six months.

Could that be why he was here?

To act like a faithful husband? After how many days?!

" Hey, Ethan, wait up!" Joyce yelled as she followed me quickly.

" What and where do you think you're going? And who is this David? Rachel told me that he was her husband".

I immediately stopped in my tracks. Then I turned back to look at Joyce who looked at me in confusion.

" She told you that?" I asked and Joyce nodded.

"So she was now comfortable telling people she was married to that bastard? " I soliloquized talking in a low voice to myself.

" What? " Joyce asked, still looking confused, and I shook my head.

" Who else came with him? " I asked changing the topic.

Joyce placed her free hand under her chin. " This other guy, he doesn't have any distinctive features that I can remember, but he did have a briefcase in his hand, and he looked professional. "

Professional? What would David be doing with...

" A lawyer? "

Joyce nodded. " He could be one. " Then she gasped. " Do you think he wants to divorce Rachel because of this entire scandal?" She asked, and I snorted.

I didn't think. " I know ". I replied as I began moving towards Rachel's room again.

"Ethan you know you're not allowed in there. She doesn't want to see you now. " Joyce complained from afar.

She had stopped following me.

" I'm just going to what her soon-to-be ex wants, and I won't say anything to spike up her temper. " I reassured before disappearing into the other corner where her room was.

As soon as I opened the door, my heart skipped a beat as I saw David leaning over a sleeping Rachel to hit her.

I felt a sudden burst of adrenaline rush through me and I ran towards them, catching his hands before they could touch Rachel.

The man looked surprised to see me, and he froze while I glared at him.

He was actually going to hit Rachel!

"Ethan?" I heard the feeble voice of the woman I loved and I turned towards her.

She was awake... And her eyes were red.

Did she cry?

This bastard made her cry?!

My hands around his tightened as I returned my glare to him, and David winced in pain.

" Let go of me ". He said in a tiny voice but my hands around his only got tighter.

" You dare to hit a woman? Not just any woman, my..."I blinked instantly changing my words. " Rachel?" Before releasing his hands, he deliberately used much force so the man would fall backward.

I almost said, my woman... I glanced at Rachel to check if she noticed my almost slip-up, but she didn't.

I didn't know if I should feel relieved or disappointed.

" You... What is your problem? So you even know what she did? She killed Lana, Lana for fuck sake which so happens to be your girlfriend and the mother of your unborn child!"

Again with that stupid thing.

My unborn child? I would have thought the child was fake if I hadn't seen Lana's autopsy report that showed she was really pregnant.

There was a much more high probably that the child could be David's even, since they were still together about three months ago.

But there was no way I was giving David an explanation; he didn't deserve it. " I'm not going to explain myself to you, get out now "

The man who came with David took a step back clearly frightened by my aura.

He was a lawyer for sure.

That meant David wanted to divorce Rachel again. After everything that happened, that bastard still got to be the one to divorce Rachel.

I didn't know if I should feel glad, or again disappointed.

Rachel really brought herself low to be with such a despicable man, and I was sure she regretted it.

"So what? You're helping Rachel now, you're conniving with a murderer?"

Again with that murderer.

I clenched my jaw stopping myself from just throwing a punch to the bastard's face. I was just about to speak when Rachel spoke again.

"I wouldn't call it conniving... "

I turned to her.

What was she even saying?

She then yawned before using her hand to scratch her nose cutely.

" I'm sorry guys, but I'm really tired now. Can we continue this another day?" She asked blinking her eyes at both me and David.

It was obvious from the look in her eyes that she was tired. Her eyes looked heavy and she looked weak.

She has cried for this bastard already and that was why she was so weak..

I heard David sneer and I turned to look at him. " Tired? Now? What about those rubbish you said about me? Rachel you are not going to insult me and go scott free ". He threatened pointing his finger at her.

How dare he?

What audacity.

I grabbed the finger he had been pointing at her and bent it slightly down, in the way it was not ought to go.

"Ough..." David groaned as he followed his finger, his face tuned beet red whether in anger or embarrassment, I was not sure.

" Get some rest, Joyce would be here in a moment". I whispered gently to her, before dragging out of the room by his finger.

The other guy was smart and didn't even need to be told to exist the room, and I locked the door behind me.

"Ouch... Ouch... Ouch..." David groaned as I held his finger tighter.

"How dare you threaten Rachel in front of me? Are you wishing for death?" I asked in a harsh whisper afraid of waking Rachel...if sleeping, up.

" I..." David couldn't talk properly because of how hard I held his finger. "I would leave, I... I would leave." He repeated when the pain on his finger became too much.

"You came here to divorce Rachel right?"