CHAPTER 79: GUILT OR TWISTED OBSESSION

Raphael’s POV

I don’t know how long I had stayed in this car, watching the hospital entrance, hesitating whether to go in, but ultimately I couldn’t bring myself to...

A shallow breath escaped from my lips, my knuckles tightened around the steering wheel, and a silent curse slipped out of my mouth. "Fuck!!!" I cursed again pounding my fist on the horn.

Damn it, I must look like a psychopath now. My hair was dishevelled from constantly brushing my fingers through it to channel my frustration.

The sharp round of the ringing tone of my phone broke my state. I stared blankly at Allen number one on my phone for a while contemplating whether to pick it or not

After the first ring, I finally accepted on the second ring. Allen’s calm voice came through the earbuds in my ears

"Good afternoon sir, the scheduled meeting is about to start." He went straight to the point reminding me of the meeting I had to attend soon

A frustrated groan escaped my lips. My forehead was already throbbing with a dull ache "How long do I have?" Allen could recognise the irritation in my voice and Became More careful of his tone

"You have about an hour, sir. I can cancel if you wouldn’t make it ", he replied. It took 45 minutes to drive from the hospital to the company headquarters. I still had some time

"Give me some minutes, I will get back to you soon..." I said, my voice trailed off. From the corners of my eyes, I spotted a familiar figure stepping out of the building. It was Braelyn’s friend Genny. She must have gone to visit Braelyn

My mind strayed back to that night she had acted strangely. I didn’t know she was serious about the allergy, like it was the first time I was hearing of a Chrysanthemum allergy, the yellow one to be particular.

I recalled her dislike for the flower but now I thought back at it. Braelyn had never been close to those flowers as far as I could remember. I thought it was just a dislike

Braelyn had always been picky but it turned out my assumptions were wrong.

She was so desperate to leave during the storm. It was dangerous to drive in that weather. I was scared she would get hurt, all because she wanted to go to Lucien. My jaw clenched remembering his name.

Maybe I should have listened. I chuckled at the thought that those were all excuses. I was blinded by a feeling I didn’t want to accept not now but it was still clouding my judgement

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She was wiggling in my hold. Her hand scratched against my hold but my ears had gone deaf to her pleas all I could think about was stopping her from going out in the storm but she was too willful

She never listened and now I was the biggest villain in her story. My jaw clenched, her bedroom was just down this hallway.

"Please Braelyn, I am trying to remain sane ." Lightning flashed and the rain poured down. She shuddered at the sound of the thunder. She was still scared of the storm

My blood boiled at how desperate she was to get to him even under the same storm she hated

The lightning had flashed an eerie shadow on us, highlighting her tears, which were streaking down her cheeks continuously as she struggled to break free.

"Even if you want to go to him, let the storm stop. You might die out there." I pleaded with her. At least she should wait for the rain to stop, although I would have preferred it if she hadn’t gone out at all.

"Raphael please. " She cried out, her throat was hoarse from crying. I hissed, then reached out the door to her bedroom pushing it open I dragged her inside

I might be overbearing but she would understand. Right. I shook off that thought and pushed her onto the bed. The image of her swollen eyes and tear-stained face made my heart squeeze uncomfortably

Had her feelings for Lucien gotten to that extent? My fist clenched, eyes turned sharper. "This is for your good.." That was all I could say

One day she was going to understand for now. She shrugged to stand up, hands desperately reaching out I didn’t look

Maybe because I knew the sight might break me all over again. I held the door handle drawing in a deep breath.

My body froze, and a loud thud echoed from behind me. My eyes tore behind me, and for a moment, I couldn’t find the air to breathe. My lungs tightened.

"Braelyn..." I gasped my legs moving before I could process my sight. That’s when I noticed but it was too long

I pulled her into my arms. She was burning up and shivering. Her lips quivered, trying to say something I could not hear. My eyes darted around her room spotting the scattered pills on the floor

Something was wrong but this storm.... There was no time to think of the storm. I gathered her in my arms and ran out.

"Viktor!!!" I screamed out the butler’s name. I had to get the car ready immediately. Closer to the foyers, I heard a loud honking sound. My brows furrowed wondering who was allowed into the property

She was still shaking, and there was no sign of Viktor. Next, I started hearing arguments. More like a fight. Viktor and Amelia were fighting with someone

I couldn’t think much about it and only knew one thing. I had to take her to the hospital.

"Where is she??" A familiar voice thundered. My footsteps slowed down before I even saw him

Lucien was here. Viktor and the other security were trying to hold him back. Amelia’s head snapped towards me on hearing my footsteps

"Raphael ." She gasped, her eyes narrowed on Braelyn, who was cradled in my arms.

Lucien’s head snapped at me. There was a storm in those similar hazel eyes. "You bastard.. " he barked then broke through their hold rushing towards me

A punch came flying straight at my face. I stumbled backwards, my grip tightened around Braelyn. I glared hard at him

"I don’t have time for this..." I hissed at him. Amelia was crying in a corner shaking with fright. Lucien grabbed my collar

"What did you do to her?" He asked eyes darting to Braelyn. His jaw clenched

"This is your bloody fault..." He was on the verge of losing it.

My eyes turned cold. The tension was so heavy that it was like a ticking bomb was between us