Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 79

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🔸 Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife:

🔸(Our Lives Behind Closed Doors)🔸

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THIRD PERSON’S pov.

“How can someone be so inhumane? How can someone be cruel?” Nanny Pamela sobbed.

Fatima pulled nanny Pamela into a comforting side hug while the nurses were helping Mrs Baldwin lay on the bed, then they started adjusting her IV drip, and putting her hand in a more comfortable position.

Then one of the nurses turned faced Fatima and Nanny Pamela.

“Doctor Luke said Mrs Baldwin needs a good rest at the moment, so…” she trailed off and reached for a button. “.. please press this button to inform us when she’s awake”

“Hm” Fatima hummed.

“Excuse us” the nurse said and left with the other nurses.

Nanny Pamela quickly but carefully pushed Fatima off her, and rushed towards Mrs Baldwin’s side.

“That boy is such a devil, I wish him nothing but death!” she cursed.

At that moment, Mr Baldwin walked in with Lucas closely behind.

He (Mr Baldwin) stood by the door for a brief moment, and stared blankly at nanny Pamela who was still sobbing by his wife’s bedside, then shifted his gaze towards his wife and he released a ragged breath.

“Mr Baldwin” Fatima called when she noticed his presence.

Nanny Pamela turned at once, she got up and rushed towards him.

“Where’s the devil’s son that did this to my daughter-in-law and grandson? Where is he?” she asked. “I want to make him suffer!” she growled with a lone tear running down her cheek.

Mr Baldwin didn’t utter any words, his eyes remained fixed on his wife, and before he knew it, he was already standing by her bedside.

“Nanny, Mr Baldwin already had the son of a gun locked up” Lucas answered nanny Pamela’s question.

But her eyebrows knitted together in a deep frown, as if she isn’t satisfied with Lucas’ answer.

“Locked up?” she shook her head. “I want him to pay for hurting my kids, he has to… ”

“Nanny, calm down” Lucas held her shoulders as he said that. “Mr Baldwin is only waiting until his wife healthy and back home with him, then he’ll make that animal wish for death”

He paused and glanced at Mr Baldwin, then smirked.

“I trust him on that” he said.

“Good, no one messes with my family!”

She made to go back to Mrs Baldwin’s bedside, but Lucas stopped her in time.

“Look, nanny” Lucas nodded towards Mr and Mrs Baldwin. “I think they need some privacy at the moment”

Nanny Pamela stared at them for a very brief moment, then nodded quickly.

“Yes, let’s head out” she agreed, and rushed out.

Lucas carelessly grabbed Fatima’s arm, but she released a pained hiss and quickly snatched her arm from him, then threw him a glare.

“Just how short is your memory?!” she snapped angrily at him.

“Huh?”

Lucas seemed to be clueless of whatever she’s trying to say.

“I was fuçking shot!”

She pointed at her wounded shoulder, and Lucas’s eyes widened in realization.

“I.. you.. I..”

He shut his eyes, and released a sigh as his shoulders swayed down.

“I’m sorry” he said. “Let’s go treat your wound”

Fatima glared at him a few more seconds, then stormed towards the door with Lucas closely following behind, but she stopped right outside the door and frowned at him.

“Why in hell are you following me?!”

“I wanna accompany you” he answered, but she narrowed her eyes. “To treat your wound” he clarified.

“I don’t need your company, I’m not a baby!” she said and picked up her pace, but Lucas didn’t relent and rushed after her.

She looked behind and saw Lucas was still following her, then she took to her heels but Lucas followed suit.

Meanwhile, nanny Pamela has been watching their (Lucas and Fatima’s) drama, she sighed and shook her head.

“Doesn’t she knows he’s hopelessly in love with her?” she rhetorically asked herself. “I guess she doesn’t know” she concluded.

She looked inside Mrs Baldwin’s ward, then released a sigh and reached for her phone in bag, and dialed Mr Baldwin’s number and she waited until he picked up.

“Nanny?” Came Mr Baldwin’s hoarse voice answered.

“I.. uh, it’s already 9:39pm, I think I should head home to get some rest.. I’ll bring breakfast for you and Rachel tomorrow” she said as she stared at Mr Baldwin’s back.

“Hm” he hummed. “Get Fatima to send you home” he said.

Nanny Pamela shook her head.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine” she sighed again. “Don’t stay awake all night, try to get some rest too, because I’m sure Rachel wouldn’t find your face attractive if you have bags under your eyes” she chuckled lightly as if to cheer Mr Baldwin up a little bit.

“Hm” he hummed in response.

“I should get going” then she hanged up, watched them (Mr and Mrs Baldwin) for a moment, before leaving.

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Mr Baldwin sat on a couch next to his wife’s bed, with his head in his hands, and his shoulders were shaking as though he’s crying.

He stayed in that position for a moment, before he reached for her right hand and placed a lingering kiss on her knuckles, then his red and swollen eyes stared at her paled face in pain.

“I’m sorry” he apologized. “I was late, I was too late” he blamed himself.

He cried for a few seconds, and he couldn’t help the tears that flowed down his cheeks.

“I’m useless, I’m so useless!” he slapped himself. “I couldn’t protect my family” he slapped himself again. “We almost lost our baby today because of my carelessness” he slapped himself again. “Please, forgive me, forgive me, my heartbeat”

He rested his head on her chest and continued crying, but stopped abruptly. He slowly raised his head and glared murderously at nothing in particular.

“I’ll kill him!” he promised himself, then averted his gaze back to his wife and stared at her tenderly. “Wake up soon, baby, and watch how I’ll tear him limb from limb… I. Will. Make. Him. Understand. He. Messed. With. The. Wrong. Family!”

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RACHEL’S pov.

“No, don’t.. don’t come near me, don’t…”

I cried as I crawled away from him, until my back hit the wall and there’s no more room for escape.

He looked at me with murderous aura lurking around his dark, narrowed eyes, and his right hand was folded behind him as though he’s hiding something from me.

“Stay away from me, don’t hurt my baby” I desperately begged him.

But it seemed as if the more I’m begging him, the angrier he’s becoming. He shook his head in disagreement as he took slow steps towards me, there’s a devilish smile on his face, as he slowly brought out his hand from behind.

“My baby is innocent, spare him, I…”

My words were left unfinished and stuck in my throat, my eyes widened and my lips quivered in fear when he raised his hand, and I saw what he’s been holding behind him all these while -a pestle.

My arms instinctively wrapped around my stomach protectively, as I closed my eyes tightly and released a earthshaking shriek.

“Arghhhh!”

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My eyes snapped open at once, I sprang up into a sitting position, and frantically looked around in search of him and thankfully, he’s nowhere to be found, I’m not in his house either.

I quickly looked down at my stomach and released a long sigh of relief, when I noticed there’s no blood too.

‘My baby is safe, my baby’s not in danger’ I thanked my stars inwardly, with my body shaking as if I’m cold.

“Argh!” I shrieked and jumped off the bed in fright when I felt someone’s grip on my right wrist.

“My heartbeat?” I heard a familiar voice, and that’s when I calmed down a little bit, and took a better note of my surrounding.

I looked around again and saw Duncan, nanny Pamela, Fatima, Lucas and a man in white coat… Is he a doctor?

“My heartbeat, are you ok?” Duncan asked me again in a very calm tone.

I nodded. I rushed closer to him and hugged him tightly as if I’m scared he’ll vanish if I let go of him, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me back to the bed.

He laid me on the bed and sat next to me, he wrapped an arm around me and wiped my tears stained face.

“Nanny brought breakfast and some fruits for you” he said as he nodded at a tray on the bedside table. “Wanna eat something?” he asked.

My stomach growled quietly immediately he asked me that question, I was about nodding in reply to his question, but the doctor cleared his throat and stepped forward.

“Uh.. Mrs Baldwin, I’m your attending doctor, I’m doctor Luke” he introduced himself.

I simply nodded slowly.

“I wanna run a few tests on you, can we do that before you eat?” he asked.

“Hm” I hummed.

“Alright” he faced his nurse and said some things to her in a low tone, before facing Duncan. “Mr Baldwin, will you please step aside?”

“Sure” Duncan agreed and made to get up, but my grip on his arm tightened as I didn’t let him get up.

“I.. I.. stay with me” I whispered.

I really don’t know why, but it seemed like I’m scared of everyone and I don’t trust others except him -I feel safe with him by my side.

“Don’t go” I whispered again.

TO Be Continued