You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife

Chapter 490: Eric's Worst

Hanna finally saw her baby.

A cute little creature who was like an adorable baby angel.

His laugh was so divine.

Along with his smile were two cute little dimples and blue hazel eyes also smiling filled with sparkling

lights at the center of his little round eyes.

Round head with very little thin hair complementing his crimson chubby cheeks.

His nose was high and had a pointed tip.

He had soft and smooth skin.

The softest skin she ever touched.

Such an amazing fragile creation.

Beautiful and this little creature easily captivated her heart.

Hanna was smiling at him holding him so carefully.

She loved this creature so much and she would do everything to make him smile always.

Their eyes locked and she knew that she was going to be her life now starting at that moment.

Whenever he looked at her, she was speechless but her heart was jumping joyfully like it could not hold

the happiness.

She then put a gentle kiss on his forehead then she rested her nose on his little nose.

She moved side by side tickling his little nose using hers and then he giggled as if he did like very

much what his mother was doing to him.

Hanna's eyes were mesmerized by her newborn.

She couldn't help but smile with her new little one staring at him like she didn't want that moment to

end.

Just like a loving mother, when she saw her baby yawn, she carefully put herself in a hammock and

then put her baby on her chest and hugged him tight stroking his back until he slept on her chest. With

a feeling of great accomplishment and satisfaction, Hanna slowly closed her eyes to greatly feel the

moment with her baby until she fell asleep with a still smile on her face.

After a while, Hanna slowly opened her eyes.

From her swollen eyes, the feeling of having slept for a very long time like sleeping beauty knocked her

off.

Then, her eyes were greeted by a plain white wall.

She blinked trying to find out why she was seeing an unfamiliar wall but her head was a bit floaty,

empty, and somewhat heavy.

Her eyeballs began to travel until they landed on the side of the bed.

She was surprised to see Eric leaning on the side of her bed.

It was obvious that he was caught in his deep slumber.

Then her eyes wandered around like she started to realize that she was inside a hospital and she was

lying in a hospital bed and Eric was there waiting for her to wake up.

With her realization, she instantly felt something bad.

Something very bad made her heart thump so fast and heavy.

She started to feel uneasy, bothered, and uncalm.

A huge wave of anxiety suddenly struck her.

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She could hear the loudest beat of her heart.

When she finally concluded that she was really inside a hospital room, she tried to move but it was like

her soul was the only one moving not her body.

It was very difficult like she did not have any strength at all.

She tried lifting her hand on her side only to find out that she had a lot of needles attached to her raw

skin.

She was shocked, lips parted and trembled soundlessly.

At this point, things and traumatizing scenes were flashing across her mind.

It was like someone pressed the rewind button then stop then play and fast-forward.

"Thank God, you are now awake!" Suddenly, Eric's voice interrupted her thoughts.

She quickly looked at him with eyes filled with questions.

Eric suddenly hugged her.

Tight and tighter like he was waiting for this moment and it finally came.

"Eric… Eric… tell me what happened?" Hanna didn't want to spare any second.

The eagerness on her face was traced like she could not wait for his answers as she uttered on his

shoulder.

"Baby… please refrain yourself from moving. I need to call the doctor to let them know that you are

awake." Eric had nothing to say.

He didn't want to hide the news from her but Hanna's condition was not yet ready.

Moreover, he didn't want her hurt.

Weighing all these, Eric was also not ready.

He detached himself from her and he just wanted to go out first.

His look was so haggard like he didn't have any rest even a single second.

He was just so happy seeing Hanna was back to life.

Her eyes were full of life but he could not find the courage to tell her about the current situation.

He could not even find his voice as he could not afford to see Hanna in pain again.

And this time, she might get a heart attack after knowing the truth.

So as much as possible, Eric wanted to avoid her questions.

He had a good reason though.

"No! Please… stop. I want to hear what happened from you." Her eyes were begging but there was

also panic in her eyes upon realizing something.

She suddenly touched her belly and stroked it gently.

Her baby's face in her dream quickly appeared in her mind.

The adorable smile with two cute dimples.

Those hazel-blue eyes were also smiling at her making Hanna smile too.

Then she looked at Eric.

"My baby… our baby… I saw him in my dream. He is very good-looking like you, Eric." Hanna uttered

full of adoration in her tone along with her happy expression.

Hearing Hanna, Eric froze.

He was speechless and his eyes became teary.

At that moment, Eric wanted to break down.

It was not just her son but also his.

He had a lot of plans for him.

A child who had not experienced having a father his entire life, he promised to give all his time to his

son.

He wanted to bring him around the world.

See all the beautiful things that the world could offer.

Then he would be the one to teach him, self-defense, basketball, and his favorite musical instruments.

He could not hold himself but he could not let her see his grief.

The things that were deprived by him, he would give them to his son abundantly and wholeheartedly.

The day when he went to see his aunt's tomb, he felt light after asking for her forgiveness and

permission to be with Hanna.

That time, he knew he was ready to be with Hanna and moreover, he was ready to be a father.

He swore to be a good father and just like the other men who were going to be a father, Eric's

excitement was overwhelming.

He could not hold his happiness that even though he was at the meeting, he suddenly smiled and

chuckled.

This made his subordinates look at him with questioning and doubtful expressions.

Well, what could he do? He was going to be a father.

But time killed his joy.

It erased his dream for his son and his hope.

The light inside him was fading but it strived not to die for Hanna.

Hanna was his endurance.

He had to endure the pain of losing his son for Hanna.

Not only that, but he also had to deal with his guilt.

Choosing Hanna over his son was something undesirable.

It was too difficult but he had to make a quick decision if he wanted to save one otherwise he would

lose both.

And he chose Hanna.

The mother of his son.

At that time, he cursed his fate.

Why he had to experience this?

Why he had to choose?

Why his son had to die?

Now that he was ready to be a father, his son didn't make it.

Worst, he blamed himself for losing his son because he made the decision.

He made the decision to lose him over his mother.

No one knew how he felt so pathetic right now.

He is not a good father but a bad father.

He should die not his son.

Eric had so many awful things inside his heart.

The guilt, the anger of his fate, the grief, and the blame of himself.

He could blow off anytime but he was there for Hanna trying to act collected.

"I… I'm going now, You need to be checked." Eric'c voice startled.

He wanted to leave quickly trying to avoid more conversations with her.

He knew the more he stayed there with her, the more chances he could not hold himself any longer.

With a clenched heart, he quickly turned around to leave but,

"You know, he smiled at me. He has the cutest smile I had ever seen. Eric, his smile and yours are very

similar." Hanna continued.

Her tone was very appreciative and loving.

Eric halted.

Then his head faced the ground.

Those words he heard from Hanna were like sharp pointed blades pierced into his heart.

Without any warning, teardrops fell to the ground.

His shoulders began to heave up and down repeatedly.

It seemed that Eric had too much in him and now it was bursting and could not be stopped.

"He got everything from you," Lastly, Hanna uttered.

This made Eric break down to pieces as he cried out loud.

His shoulders rapidly heaved up and down non-stopped and harder.

"Eric?" Hanna called his name but he seemed not to hear her. "Eric! What happened, tell me… please

tell me now…please!!!" Hanna felt the slightest coldness in the room.

She quivered.

"Eric please…." Then her tears came out dripping.

A man's cry was something that he could not bear and Eric's cry was the same.

He did not have to say something for her to feel him.

"Eric, where is my baby?" Hanna shouted so desperate to know the truth. "Tell me he is okay. Tell me!"

Hanna was frantic as she now realized that her baby was not inside her belly.

She knew it and she was sure of it.

She just couldn't accept it.

In her mind, the sweetest smile of her baby slowly faded away.

Her eyes flooded with tears.

"AHHHHHH!!!!" The pain was too much that Hanna growled painfully. It was the loudest cry of a mother

who lost her baby. Tears dripped down flowing rapidly like a river that had no plan of stopping.

Hearing Hanna, Eric got back to his senses.

She could not let her cry and drain her energy as it was going to be crucial for her.

This just meant that her life would be put in danger again.

Eric could not lose her.

He already lost a son and he could not lose another one in his life.

He could not afford to lose them both.

Quickly, he went back to pacify Hanna.

"Hanna, baby… please... it's not good for you to…" Eric was back of himself.

He just wanted her to calm down but he failed to finish his sentence as Hanna immediately cut him off.

"Good for what?!!" With eyeballs out from their sockets, Hanna roared.

Her expression was filled with resentment toward Eric.

Now she remembered everything.

That moment she heard the doctor say in the operating room that Eric let go of the baby.

She shouted so loudly but no one heard her.

She struggled to move, and open her eyes but they were all like in her dream.

No one heard or saw her effort to stop them from removing her baby inside her.

Now that she remembered everything, Hanna realized that Eric's cry was merely his guilt.

He was guilty and he was the only one to blame for losing her child.

"How dare you!!!" With so much rage, Hanna shouted at him.

"Baby, Hanna… please, calm down. "He didn't bother to put Hanna's words in his heart.

After all, it was all true.

He let her scold him.

Maybe he needed it.

It worked for him because that was also he saw himself.

He was pathetic and unworthy.

He is nothing and he is a very bad father.

He wanted to hear that from someone.

He wanted Hanna to blame him so badly.

He wanted to hear those words so badly that he could punish himself for being a bad useless father.

"Yes! I killed our son! I killed him because I can't lose you!" Anger to anger, Eric answered at her

without holding himself.

He was not angry at her but he was merely angry with himself and the situation.

He hated everything that he wanted to lose his sanity but for Hanna, he could not.

He could not surrender to the situation.

When he realized that he was exploding,

"Baby… please calm down." While he strode closer to Hanna, he uttered coming back to his senses.

He wanted to hug her so he could feel her pain.

He wanted to take all her pain away.

Eric wanted to have it all.

Hanna didn't deserve all of these.

She had so much pain in her life and he was worried that she could not survive this kind of pain.

When he was about to touch her, Hanna looked at him.

Her eyes were despising him as she avoided his touch like she was disgusted at him.

"Do not ever touch me again! You killed my baby and I will never ever forget and forgive you!!! Get out

and do not ever come into my life ever again!!! I don't want to see you!!! You killed my baby! Get out of

here! I hate you! You are a murderer! I hate you, Eric Grant! I hate you!!!!" Hanna roared angrily non-

stopped moving and kicking along with her tears.

With a broken spirit and soul, Eric walked away.

He stopped outside and found his breath until he only heard her cries.

Her cries pierced deeply in his heart with his tears dripping down.

He cried with her outside without her knowing.

They cried together for losing their baby angel.

Eric went home so drunk and surprisingly Rosy was there.

She took the earliest flight upon hearing the news from Arabella.

Of course, Eric was always a family for her.

Rosy stood up and froze seeing Eric just walked past her.

No greetings... nothing like he didn't see her.

Empty eyes, like a man who lost hope and everything.

The only thing that greeted her was the alcohol scent wrapped around his body.

"Eric, wait a minute." She ran toward him.

"Not now, Rosy." Eric had an impatient tone like he didn't like to be disturbed.

He went on directly to his room walking on a zigzag dragging his heaviness.

Then he slammed the door shut.

She felt sad and worried seeing the worst of Eric.

This was the first time seeing him in this kind of terrible situation.

With her thoughts, Rosy heaved a sigh outside.

"Bang!!!"

Suddenly, Rosy was startled by hearing a gunshot from Eric's room.

She panicked...

but she could not move.