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Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 176
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Chapter 176 Adaline goes upstairs to Darren's room and she looks at her husband lying lifeless on his bed, several drips connected to his pale and thin body. The vibrant energetic man she once used to know is but a shadow of himself now.

She is sad that he is in this condition but even more sad that despite his illness, he has maintained his stand to not speak a word to her or Tatum because of what happened to Leila.

He firmly believes that Leila did not commit any of the crimes she is accused of as Leila is a kindhearted woman and a good person. She never knew that what happened to Leila could make him so bitter towards them but to not have spoken to his fated mate and wife for over five years is enough proof of that.

It is the more reason she is unhappy with Carmela, she hoped that Carmela would have given them another heir by now to soften Darren's anger but it is obvious that despite Carmela being Tatum's fated mate, his heart is still with Leila. She often wonders if she did the right thing, choosing the fated over the chosen but only twill tell now.

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She hears a knock on the door before a woman steps in, a doctor in white coat with a face mask covering her face and dark sunglasses covering her eyes. There is something quite familiar about the woman, especially her scent. "Who are you?" She asks.

The woman ignores her and opens the small pack she's carrying, bringing out syringes.

"Did you not hear me?" She asks, watching the lady carefully.

She knows this person from somewhere.

"I'd like to treat my patient alone, if you don't mind," the woman replies coldly, her voice muffled from behind the facemask.

Darren turns to her with a cold look in his pale eyes and she takes a deep breath to calm the pain that charges at her heart from his look before she leaves the room.

"I knew you'd come," Darren says, groaning in pain and laboured breath as he adjusts into a sitting position. "Nice touch with the mask and glasses but I'll recognize you even in pitch darkness, Leila." Leila takes off her glasses and the tears she has been holding back falls from her eyes. She cannot believe what her eyes are seeing.

When Tatum said his father was very ill, she did not expect this, he is literally nothing but skin and bones. What could be wrong with him? She could not stop herself from coming to see him, Darren is the only member of Tatum's family that never took Carmela's side. He may not have been able to do much to save her from their cruelty but he was never cruel towards her.

"How are you father?" She sits by his side, her eyes full of pity for him.

Darren gives her a smile or something that looks like one and places his thin hands on hers, his voice weak as he speaks.

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"I'm happy to see you, I believe I am much better now. How have you been my child? I see the years have been kind to you but we can't say the sfor-" he coughs violently and Leila stables him in her hold.

He reaches for her face with his hands and Leila moves it close to him, wondering what kind of illness sucks a man dry like this.

"Tatum was a fool to have let them

even touch you. I told him that boy," Darren shakes his head in pity. "He is too weak and he cares too much and he cares about people, wants to satisfy everyone without hurting anyone and now it has cost him his happiness with you." "It's okay father," Leila smiles down at him. "I'm sure he is happy with his new woman."

She doesn't need a soothsayer to tell her that Tatum and Carmela's relationship is far from happy with ve everything that she has witnessed so far but it hardly concerns her. Tatum made his choice and now he gets to live with it. "Happy indeed," Darren's weak voice drips with sarcasm before his eyes turn gloomy and his breath ragged as he throws his head down in difficulty.

"Lie back down," Leila holds his frail frame, her heart battered with sadness as she feels his bones m without any reaf muscles when she holds him and lays him on his back.

"Your child. Tatum toldwhat happened, I am very sorry for your loss." Leila stares at him for a moment, wondering if it is wise to tell him the truth or allow him to keep believing the lie.