Doomed to Perfect Your Love Story

"So you chose to hide it from me?" I asked. "You let me act like a complete fool, running around taking care of you every day, even believing these were our babies?"

"Do you know how much I was looking forward to this? Do you know how happy I was? But now… now I realize I've been nothing but a joke."

Celina's tears kept falling. She covered her face with both hands, her shoulders trembling slightly.

My heart both ached and burned with resentment.

Once upon a time, she'd been my whole world—the happiness I'd chased for five years before finally winning her over. But now, everything felt like a dream that was completely shattered.

She sobbed, looking ever so fragile and pitiful.

"Babe, don't be mad. This really was just to repay my mentor's kindness. Once I deliver these babies, I'll give you as many children as you want, okay?"

I wanted to say no. I wanted to storm out and leave everything behind. But in the end, all those impulses collapsed into a single, inward sigh.

I submitted to reality. I submitted to my love for her and my reluctance to let her go.

…

Later that day, she suddenly felt a cramp in her belly, her face turning sheet-white.

Panicking, I scooped her up, carried her to the car, and sped toward the hospital. Her hands gripped the seat tightly, her lips white from how hard she was biting them.

"Call Leo… Hurry, call him…"

I felt as if someone had wrenched my heart savagely, but I still took out my phone and dialed Leo's number.

When we arrived at the hospital, the medical staff wheeled her into the exam room.

Not long after, Leo rushed in, looking frantic. He didn't even glance at me. He just charged straight into the room.

I stood outside. Through the crack in the door, I saw a scene that made me feel as though a knife was twisting in my heart.

Celina was lying on the bed, her face still pale. But the moment she saw Leo, her eyes suddenly softened and filled with trust.

She grabbed his hand tightly, her voice trembling with tears. "Leo, I'm scared… Is something wrong with the babies?"

Leo leaned down and gently stroked her hair. His voice was so tender it could melt steel. "Don't be scared. I'm here. You and the babies will be fine. I promise."

I stood there like an outsider, observing their tender moment. The last bit of illusion I'd been holding onto shattered completely.

As it turned out, she had this kind of tenderness and reliance toward him—something I had never known about. My heart felt as if it'd been run over by something heavy.

I was still holding her medical records and test results in my hand, yet I found myself completely unable to step inside.

I'd barely taken a step forward when Leo turned sideways, positioning himself between Celina and me, as if I didn't belong there.

Leo's voice remained gentle, but there was an unmistakable aggression underneath it. "Celina, you need to rest. Don't get too worked up."

He turned and gave me a glance, his gaze carrying a faint sense of distance and hostility. "I've got it from here. You can leave now."

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something, but Celina suddenly chimed in. "Babe, you can go home first. With Leo here, I'll be fine."

There was a hint of pleading in her voice, as if she were telling me that what she needed most right now was Leo's company.

Leo continued standing between us like a wall, separating us completely.

It felt like something had stabbed straight through my heart. I stood awkwardly, rooted to the spot, still clutching the medical records with no idea where to put them.