Page 37 of The Regrettable Mistake

CHAPTER 14

Ollie

“Ollie, man!” I heard Caleb’s panicked shout just before he barged into his guest room – my new home for the foreseeable future.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“Come on man, we have to get to the hospital.”

“What? Why?” I didn’t need to wait for the answer, though. Instead, I grabbed my shoes and threw them on as he explained.

“Media just had breaking news about Steph being carried into the emergency room by a man who was not you. It was Steve, but they’re trying to make out that it is a lover of hers or something, especially since she’s obviously pregnant and bleeding.”

“What the fuck did you just say? Bleeding?”

Caleb’s hand came down on my shoulder. “Prepare yourself man, it looked like she might be miscarrying the baby.”

“Fuck!” I yelled as we both ran from the house to Caleb’s car that was parked in the driveway behind my Land Rover. “You drive because if I do, I’ll run those motherfuckers over.”

Caleb didn’t hesitate to hop in the driver’s side while I pulled up video from the hospital. “Christ this was almost thirty minutes ago. Why hasn’t anyone called me?”

Caleb gave me a look that said I should know, but other than that he focused on driving as he told his hand’s free device to call Hutchinson Wallace.

“Hutch Wallace,” the man answered and he sounded exhausted.

“Hutch, it’s Caleb. We just saw the news and are on the way to the hospital.”

“Don’t bother.” Suddenly, my wife’s lawyer no longer sounded tired. Instead, he was pissed.

“Why the hell not?” Caleb snapped back at him.

“You think she wants to see that asshole right now when he’s the one who caused her so much distress that she started to miscarry the baby?”

“What are you talking about? As far as I know, Ollie hasn’t even spoken to her today.” I shook my head no to indicate that I hadn’t.

Hutch’s dark laugh rolled through loud and clear from the other end of the line. “Sure as fuck didn’t stop his mistress from sending a few messages to Steph today, including one very special video that caused his wife to have a complete fucking breakdown.” He sighed as both Caleb and I glanced at one another worriedly.

“She wouldn’t,” I stated.

“Oh, she did. By the way, make sure no one brings Denmark to the house until I can get someone in there to clean it up. He does not need to see it that way.”

“What the fuck?” I asked.

“Look, I’m telling you right now, she won’t see you. More importantly, Steve isn’t going to allow you in there. He’s in guard dog mode after the state we found her in. Thank fuck she sent me that first text she got because we were able to hop in the car and head her way. She was so distraught, she didn’t even call for help.”

“Can you forward the texts to Caleb?” I asked loudly enough that I knew he heard me. That was actually stupid because we were on speaker through the car, so speaking at a normal level would have been fine. I blamed shock, adrenaline, whatever.

“I’ll send them. She only sent the first one to me, but I’ll go back to the house and grab her phone after I check on her. It might have to wait until she’s conscious again before I can unlock it unless Steve knows her security password.”

I knew her security password but I couldn’t get past the fact that he just said she was unconscious. “What the hell happened that she is unconscious?”

“Can’t really say other than to tell you she was sedated immediately for her own, as well as the baby’s, health.” Hutch hung up after that.

“We’re going to have a hard time getting you through the doors at the hospital.”

“Go to the house first.”

“Are you sure? I think your priority should be getting to Steph.”

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