Chapter 86: Chapter 86

I don't know how I managed to get dressed and dressed so quickly. My system was so consumed with worry and nervousness that it seemed like my body was just doing what it wanted to do. I am now running in the hallway of the hospital that Mommy said, I do not know what exactly is the reason why Daddy was hospitalized because I did not get to ask that earlier.

"Miss, Alexander Dagsinal's room, please?" I asked the nurse at the information desk.

Frustrated, I wiped my face in a few seconds as the nurse checked the monitor in front of him.

"Room 06, Ma'am," she informed.

I couldn't say thank you anymore and ran around looking for the room she said. When I finally saw it, I opened the bedroom door without saying a word and walked in.

"Dad?" I called anxiously.

I first saw Mommy sitting on the side of Daddy's hospital bed, my sister Mary France was sitting on the visitor's couch. My knees went weak when I looked at my father. He was unconscious, there was a medical serum inserted into his left hand. I quickly felt an elegant arm wrap around my waist for support, only then did I remember that Agustine was still with me.

"W-What happened?" I asked stuttering.

Mommy did not answer me right away because she looked shocked while looking at the person next to me. I tried to walk near them so I could see my dad closely. My eyes clouded quickly when I saw the tiredness on his face. I looked at Mommy again, who seemed to have just arranged the disposition.

"Is it because of me?" I asked weakly.

Her jaw tightened for a moment and she slowly nodded. "His blood pressure went up. The doctor said it was a mild stroke," he explained.

I finally burst into tears and then focused my full attention on Daddy. I gently held his hand and sobbed in silence.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I am so sorry," I murmured.

There was no sound in the room but my quiet sobbing. I caressed Daddy's hand again and again as if it would take back everything I caused him. Guilt invaded my emotions.

Lord, is this my punishment for being selfish earlier?

"If you hadn't been so stupid this wouldn't have happened," Mary France spat angrily.

I didn't answer because I knew he was right. I am really the one to blame for why Daddy ended up in this situation. If I hadn't been desperate and thought about my own freedom none of this would have happened. I was also careless with my own self which caused this mess.

Now I have proved to everyone that I am a whore and I have even soiled the name of our family.

"I'm sorry," was all I said as I looked at my brother and Mommy.

Mary France rolled her eyes at me. Mommy didn't speak. Her eyes were focused only on the man I left in his place. I glanced at Agustine and found him staring at me. He smiled sparingly.

"I will just go outside so you and your family can have a privacy," he said.

I couldn't refuse anymore. He looked seriously at Mommy and nodded slightly in farewell. Then he slowly turned to walk out.

The moment Augustin left the room, a strong slap landed on my cheek. "You are really a thick-face b*tch, don’t you? You have brought nothing but shame to this family!" my sister uttered, furiously standing in front of me. I just went.

"You are not even a real part of this family, yet you're still a plague!" she continued.

It was like I was stabbed again and again when I heard that.

"Enough. Your dad is resting," Mom said coldly.

"I'm sorry..." that was the only word I could say at this time.

I heard a deep sigh from him. Later he got up from his seat and then walked towards me. I slowly lifted my gaze when she's finally in front of me. I expected another slap from him but it didn't happen. Instead, she just stared at me, emotionless.

"Get that man out of here," he said.

I swallowed slowly. Thinking that it was really not a good idea to bring him with me, I slowly nodded my head.

"Break up with him," she said next.

There I did not act or answer immediately. Yes, I plan to do what Mommy said because I know it's the right thing to do at this time, but I can't help but feel hurt that someone else will agree or think the same way I did. A while ago, I almost believed that I could just ignore everything and let our relationship continue. But God seems to make me look like it's not really possible. Even though I was heavy inside, I nodded to what Mommy said.

She heaved a deep breath again, then took her bag and searched for something inside. He took out an envelope and gave it to me. I stared dumbfounded at what it was.

"That is your ticket. Your flight to America is two weeks from now. The issue will not die down if you are always seen here in the Philippines. Our company and family will be affected," he said.

I swallowed hard. "H-how about the project?"

"I will be in charge of that. We both know you need that, Khrystal. Besides, isn't that what you really want? To leave? Now, I am letting you," she said.

I didn't speak and stared at the ticket again. That's only one way. My chest felt bitter at the thought that no one really wanted to be with me. Everyone makes me vomit. Daddy was the only person who somehow didn't show disgust towards me, but because of what happened today, maybe he doesn't like me anymore.

"Okay," I said lowly, defeated.

"Now, let that man leave at this instant. Your Daddy might wake up and not like that he's here," Mommy uttered coldly.

For the nth time, I nodded. Weakly, I put the ticket in my bag and glanced at Daddy for a moment before slowly walking out. I was in front of the door when I looked back at Mommy because she called my name. I couldn't figure out what emotion he was showing.

"Don't trust him too much, Khrystal. You never know, maybe he's playing with you."

Even though I was confused, I couldn't think straight at the moment. I don't know what to think first, I don't know what to do first. It's tiring even if I'm not doing anything.

I didn't respond and just continued leaving the room. The weight in my chest doubled when Agustine's eyes met mine as soon as I opened the door. He was leaning against the wall of the other suite, standing with his arms crossed. His eyes weighed me, but even so, he never failed to make me feel his support.

How can I not trust him? I laughed out loud in my mind.

"Are you okay?" he asked carefully when I am finally in front of him.

I faked a smile. "Do I deserve to be okay right now?" I asked again instead of answering him.

He let out a sigh and walked closer. His arms slowly wrapped around my body. I couldn't help but close my eyes and feel his warm embrace on me.

"Everything will be okay," he murmured.

I bit my lower lip to hold back the tears that were forming as I sank into his chest. I badly wanted to hug him back, but I couldn't. I feel like it's another big sin when I indulge myself.

We were in that situation when I was shocked by a strong force that pulled my hair.

"You, bitch!" shouted a woman at the same time as a strong slap landed on my cheek, she remained pulling my hair.

Because of the shock, I couldn't resist immediately, I just kept moaning in pain at what she was doing.

"Lhea!" I heard Agustine called and tried to release me from her grip. "Stop it!" he added.

Agustine succeeded in separating us. He was blocking the girl from coming near me. I was only able to observe her there. Wearing a red fitted above the knee dress, she gave me a death stare.

"You're b*tch! How dare you seduce my fiance!" she shouted, pointing her well-manicured finger at me.

It was like freezing water was poured on me at that moment. My eyes widened, I slowly looked at Agustine who kept blocking her. I waited. I waited for him to correct that, I waited for him to defend me like he always did. But nothing came.

"Lhea, stop it! Let's talk about this outside," he said.

When Agustine and I met our eyes, I just covered my mouth. My knees started shaking. I faint from the ideas that enter my mind.

"No! Why? It's true that she flirted with you, didn't she? She's a flirt! Hook!"

My tears automatically streamed down to my cheeks after hearing the clarification. I looked at the table when I heard the little whisper of the curious. Some of the cameras pointed at us did not escape my eyes.

With my trembling body and shattered heart, I ran away from the crowd.