Sorry Sir I Don’t Want You Back by Little Angelic Devil

"Cherise..." Hudson whispered her name as his thumb drew a circle on the back of her hand.

"I-" His mouth clamped shut the next second. So many things to say, but at the same time not knowing what to say.

So instead of trying to voice anything, he looked at her face, and for the first time since they had known each other, he reached out and traced her face with his fingertip as if memorizing every inch of her beautiful face-a face he had always looked at but had never truly seen.

He frowned when he saw a very faint scar near her hairline, and a memory emerged in his mind - the time when Polly deliberately dropped a glass and asked her to pick out the shattered pieces but shoved her as Cherise bent down and her forehead hit the kitchen island.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

At that time, Hudson saw the blood-soaked tissue Cherise was holding against the wound as she asked him to drive her to the hospital, but instead of indulging her, he sneered, told her her act to make him pity her wouldn't work, and she was weak to want to go to the hospital because of such a minor wound. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on . Visit to read the complete chapters for free. Hudson remembered the flash of disappointment in her eyes, but as usual, Cherise just smiled at him and said he was right. The wound was nothing, and she didn't need to go to the hospital.

Looking at the scar now, it seemed she still ended up going and getting it stitched.

Did she go to the hospital alone? Did she endure being stitched alone? He knew she was afraid of needles or anything sharp. She must have been afraid then. As her husband, he mocked her instead of being her strength.

God, the things he did to her... The things he let his mother and sister do to her... He might be the worst husband in the world. He let his family bully her physically while he bullied her mentally and emotionally.

No wonder she hated him so much now. He even felt sick of himself.

He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on the scar when he heard Keith's voice from the door.

"If you care about her, why didn't you tell her the truth about Emely and the baby?" Keith asked as he leaned against the door with his hands tucked inside the pocket of his pants.

Hudson pulled back and sat back down, still holding onto Cherise's hand.

"Because you've just realized you care about her now or because you still want to fulfill your promise to Luis?" Keith asked. "If it was because of the latter, I've told you there are other ways to take care of Emely other than marrying her." Hudson pursed his lips before answering, "Cherise killed Luis' baby." He still couldn't forgive her for that, but he couldn't get himself to stay away from her, too.

Keith sighed and pushed himself off the doorway, taking a look at Cherise's chart.

"Actually, Hudson.." Keith hesitated to say what he had suspected all along.

"Spill it." Hudson hated it when people hesitated. For him, it was just a waste of time.

Keith placed Cherise's chart back in its place before taking a deep breath. "A simple slip and fall during the first trimester of pregnancy is highly unlikely to cause a miscarriage."

"What do you mean by that?" Hudson frowned. "I saw the blood seeping from Emely's lower body, and when we came here, the doctor said she had lost her baby."

"I'm just saying Cherise might not be the one who caused Emely's miscarriage," Keith shrugged. "And that you were blinded by your hatred toward Cherise and believed what Emely wanted you to see."

"Are you saying Emely lied to me?" Hudson narrowed his eyes at Keith.

"Did you ask Cherise what happened?" Keith looked at Hudson straight into his eyes. "Or you, who usually always investigated everything thoroughly, just jumped to conclusions because of Emely's words and tears?" Hudson's brows knitted together again. He never asked Cherise, but he knew what he saw... or did he?

"I'm just saying during the first trimester, a fall most likely could not harm the baby because of how the female's body is designed," Keith sighed, then added, "but it might not mean it can't happen too."

"Miles said it was self-defense," Hudson murmured. "He saw it. He said Emely hurt Cherise first."

Keith didn't reply but placed his head on Hudson's shoulder and gave him a little squeeze. "Cherise is alright. It seems she was just tired and overworked herself."

After that, Keith left Hudson alone in Cherise's room while his mind thought of what really happened to cause Emely's miscarriage. He really didn't like Emely. Scheming and shameless.

Who would happily jump from brother to brother even though one of them had died? That was gross. A lady with dignity would never do that.

Keith was sure that if it happened to Cherise, she would rather the other brother take care of her in another way-maybe just helping with child support, but not marrying him.

While Keith was thinking of it, Hudson was mulling over the same thing.

Keith, a doctor, was suspicious of the incident. Could he be wrong? Was it all really Emely's doing? But why? Was she scared he wouldn't fulfill his promise to take care of her and her child because he had a wife? Everything was so confusing right now. How should he investigate it now? It had been quite long since it happened; any evidence would've been scrubbed clean. Except... There was the doctor who handled her.

Hudson leaned forward again and, without thinking, placed a gentle kiss on Cherise's forehead before heading toward Keith's office.

He wasn't surprised to see Finley still lounging there. Sometimes, when he didn't feel like partying, he loved spending time here.

Hudson walked briskly toward Keith, who seemed to have been waiting for Hudson.

"You are not going back home?" Finley asked Hudson in surprise.

Hudson ignored Finley and looked at Keith. "Do you have Emely's medical file?"

Keith, knowing Hudson might ask for it, was ready for it. He nodded, opened his drawer, and took out a file.

Hudson took the file and flipped through it but couldn't find anything wrong with the results. But he couldn't shake the feelings there was something more behind Emely's miscarriage, especially after Keith was suspicious of it, too. He placed the file back onto Keith's table and drummed his fingers.

"What about the doctor?" Hudson asked. "Did you ask the doctor?"

Keith looked at Hudson and replied calmly, "He resigned after Emely was discharged."

Hudson was surprised, and a look of similar realization was shared between him and Keith.

"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" Finley felt offended he wasn't included. "What's all this talk about Emely?"

Both Hudson and Keith ignored him. It would be best not to tell Finley until they have the answer. They didn't want Finley to tell Emely or any of his friends when he was blubbering during one of his drunken stupors since their suspicion might be wrong. "His name," Hudson tapped his finger on Keith's table again.

Keith scribbled a name on a piece of paper and gave it to Hudson, which earned him a 'thank you' from his best friend.

"I'll look into him as well," Keith said.

Hudson nodded his thanks again as he pocketed the piece of paper.

"I'm going back to check on Cherise," Hudson said and left Keith's office again.

Finley, who could only watch the brief exchange between his two best friends, huffed in irritation. "You guys now have secrets from me, huh?"

Keith just shrugged, and Finley knew he wouldn't get any answer, so he asked another question.

"Hudson seems to worry about Cherise. Do you think he's changed the way he thinks about her?"

"In what way?" Keith asked.

"That she might not be a gold digger but someone who used to truly love him regardless of his wealth or family status?"

"Ahh... You mean like you," Keith said with a faint smile.

Finley couldn't help feeling his cheeks getting hot. "I've admitted I might have judged her unfairly before."

"Why do you think Emely is Hudson's true love?" Keith diverted the topic, knowing at least now Finley had changed his opinion about Cherise's too, and that was good.

"He always carried Emely's photo in his wallet and didn't delete the one on his phone," Finley answered confidently. "And he cheated on Cherise with her."

"But did you ever see him looking at her photos?" Keith glanced at him. "Maybe he has forgotten about it being in his wallet."

Finley frowned. He never actually saw Hudson checking the pictures again. "Maybe he did it behind our back. Or maybe he didn't need to because he managed to see her behind our backs, didn't he? And he even impregnated her." "Maybe it was an accident?" Keith asked.

"You mean a one-night stand gone wrong?" Finley asked with raised brows.

Keith just shrugged since he knew the truth.

"Even if it was a mistake, Hudson still wants to marry her after she lost her baby," Finley pointed out. "If he doesn't love her, he wouldn't do it."

While his friends were gossiping about him, Hudson reached Cherise's ward just in time to see the nurse changing Cherise's IV drip to a new one.

"How many does she need?" Hudson asked as he watched the nurse doing her duty.

"Maybe four," the nurse said professionally. "Until she gets better. Until she's not feverish anymore."

"Is it normal to be feverish for this long?" Hudson frowned. He had never taken care of a sick person before, so he knew nothing about it.

Usually, when he wasn't feeling well, he just asked Keith to check on him and give him meds. There was one time he was feverish, but he came out of it in a day due to Cherise taking care of him.

"It is normal," the nurse smiled at him. "But her boyfriend asked for a blood test, too, and we'll know the results tomorrow."

"Boyfriend?" Julian asked through gritted teeth.

"Yes." The nurse nodded. "He seems to care about her a lot. Such a loving gentleman."

She then excused herself after her task was finished, leaving Hudson contemplating whether to stay or go.

He has to remind himself over and over again that she had Julian now, and he might come back to watch over her. Should he stay or leave?