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

Keep on investigating about Emely's miscarriage? "We should," Hudson replied without hesitation.

It was, after all, Luis' baby. He needed to know the truth. Whether it was caused by an accident from Emely's side or Cherise, he should know about it.

"You know the truth might not be what you thought of, right?" Keith asked thoughtfully. "This case is suspicious. Why would the doctor suddenly resign?" Hudson felt the same way as Keith. But no matter what the truth was, he would find it out, and there must be an explanation for everything.

"Are you ready to accept if it was actually Emely's fault?" Keith glanced at his best friend.

Hudson frowned. He didn't believe Emely would purposely kill her and Luis' baby, especially since she had told him she was still in love with Luis.

"I don't think she would be cruel enough," Hudson replied though he felt unsettled when he thought about it, but he still wanted to give Emely the benefit of the doubt.

Keith sighed and said nothing else. The trust Hudson had in Emely could be his downfall. He needed to help Hudson find the truth as fast as possible.

He had the niggling feeling in the back of his mind that Emely was the one who got rid of the baby, but he couldn't say it out loud as he had no evidence backing his theory. Finding the doctor would hopefully shed the truth of the matter.

Keith didn't want Hudson to turn out like his father - married to a snake. That was why he always thought Cherise was a great wife for Hudson. Because she didn't covet Hudson's wealth. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on . Visit to read the complete chapters for free. All she wanted was Hudson's love. Too bad Hudson couldn't see it before.

Keith sighed and took out the food from the plastic bag that Finley had bought for them. He placed each container on the table and had some utensils for Hudson to use.

Hudson took it, and they ate in silence while thinking of the best way to find Emely's attending doctor. He had asked Miles to look into it, and Keith, with his special task force, would help, too.

But they might not be able to find him if he had hidden himself. Hudson should try to track the doctor himself, but he felt so damn tired.

After they finished their meals, Keith, who noticed how haggard Hudson looked, offered him to wash up and sleep in his en-suite bedroom in the office.

"Go," he nudged Hudson toward the bedroom. "I'll put a sleeping pill on the bedside table for you to take."

Hudson had no energy to reject him, so he went to the bathroom and when he finished showering, he took the pill and went straight into a deep slumber.

The next morning, he showered and called Miles to pick him up at the hospital.

"I'm going to see my grandmother," he told Keith as they ate their breakfast. "Mom didn't ask about my opinion when she released the news of my engagement, so I haven't had time to talk to Grandma about it."

"Dahlia is getting bolder, huh?" Keith eyed him. "Agatha didn't contact you and ask you about it?"

"No." Hudson shook his head as he ate another spoonful of his breakfast.

"She must be really pissed," Keith chuckled.

"I'm going to tell her the truth behind my engagement with Emely and also my deal with her," Hudson said.

"Good for you," Keith agreed that Agatha should know the truth. "Though things would've turned out differently if you didn't lie to her from the beginning."Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Hudson pursed his lips. "I didn't want Grandma to take Emely's baby from her. You know how much she dislikes Emely. If she knew it was Luis' baby, Grandma and Mom would take the baby and separate them from each other."

Keith sighed. Somehow, he pitied his best friend. The situation he was in now was quite complicated. With how Dahlia had blown out the news of Hudson's engagement, he couldn't get away from it. And this happened when Hudson finally realized his feelings for Cherise.

"Thank you for letting me stay here last night and for listening to my dilemma," Hudson said gratefully.

"That's what a best friend is for." Keith smiled at him.

Hudson nodded and left the room, but instead of going to the lobby, his feet brought him in another direction - to the VVIP ward.

He just needed to make sure Cherise felt better, even if he could only see him from the other side of the door.

He reached Cherise's ward and peeked inside to see that Julian wasn't there and that Cherise was still sleeping.

Opening the door carefully, he walked toward Cherise's bed silently, placed a hand on her forehead, and felt relieved that her fever had gone down.

Despite wanting to stay longer, he willed himself to leave because, as Julian had said the night before, he had no right to be here.

He placed a lingering kiss on Cherise's forehead, a gesture he never thought he would ever do to her but now couldn't seem to get enough of, and then left to go to the Amery Mansion to face his grandmother. When he arrived at the Amery Mansion, Agatha was having tea in the back garden.

"Grandma," he greeted her and bent down to place a kiss on her cheek.

Agatha snorted. "I didn't think you still remember you have a grandmother."

Guilt washed over Hudson as he sat down beside her.

"I'm sorry, Grandma," he apologized sincerely. "I wasn't even aware of the announcement. When Miles told me about it, the news had spread like fire, and I couldn't do anything about it."

"You are really going to marry that scheming woman?" Agatha gave him the stinky eyes.

Hudson frowned. "Grandma, please don't call Emely scheming."

Agatha snorted again. "She was with your brother and promised to break up with him, but in the end, she still ended up with you. To get both brothers wrapped in her fingers. She is even better than your mother." "Grandma." Hudson frowned even harder. "Please listen to me first. Emely told me why she took the money from you."

"She'd say anything to make herself look good," Agatha scoffed.

"Alright." Hudson knew his grandma didn't want to listen to Emely's reason, but he was sure she'd want to hear why he chose to marry Emely.

"Then please listen to me about..." Hudson swallowed the lump in his throat. "About Luis's death."

"Your brother's death?" Agatha's whole demeanor softened.

Hudson closed his eyes and recounted the explosion that led to Luis' death and how he had saved Hudson.

Agatha could hear the guilt and grief in her grandson's voice as she listened to his story, and she pulled him into a motherly embrace.

"It wasn't your fault, Hudson," she comforted him like when he was a child, running her hand along his back. "Luis chose to do it. You didn't force him to save you. It wasn't your fault."

Hudson shuddered in his grandma's arms. Keith said the same thing and kept telling himself what they told him- that it wasn't his fault, but he couldn't erase the guilt that easily.

"And I'm sorry you have to witness Luis' death," Agatha continued, soothing him. "It must have been very painful, and to keep it to yourself... You should've told me sooner, Hudson, then Grandma could have helped you deal with your emotions." With Agatha's soothing voice and the way she stroked his back, Hudson felt like a small kid again and couldn't hold back the tears bursting from his eyes.

Agatha kept comforting his grown-up grandson as he wept silently. She didn't know he had been carrying this burden alone, but she hoped the comfort she was giving him now could erase his guilt, even if only a bit.

Hudson finally stopped crying and quickly wiped his tears away, embarrassed that he had acted like a child when he was nearly thirty years old.

Agatha held her grandson's face with her palms on his cheeks and told him again, "Remember that Luis's death wasn't your fault, Hudson."

Hudson nodded and gently removed Agatha's hands from his cheeks because he was embarrassed. The last time she did it to him was when he was ten years old! He didn't want to be treated like a child now. Although he removed Agatha's hands from his face, he kept holding them in his arms.

Hudson cleared his throat and continued his story, "About Emely's baby... It wasn't not mine. It was Luis?" Agatha stilled and asked to confirm if her hearing was right, "The one she miscarried? It wasn't yours?" "No," Hudson replied softly and told her about Luis and Emely being in a relationship behind their backs and how Luis made him promise to take care of her and the baby in his stead.

"Why didn't you just tell me the truth?" Agatha frowned, the wrinkles between her brows becoming more pronounced. "Or Cherise? Why did you let everyone assume it was your child?"

Hudson told her the reason, which Agatha understood. She might not have done it, but Dahlia most definitely would do it just to have a grandson who she could use as leverage in the Amery family. "But now the baby is gone. Why do you still need to marry her?" Agatha asked. "Are you still in love with her?"

"No," Hudson's reply was swift and firm. "I just want to keep my promise to take care of her."

"You know there are other ways to do that," Agatha huffed. "You don't have to marry her."

"I wasn't thinking when I asked her to marry me," Hudson explained. "I thought since I was single and needed a wife, then I could marry her and kill two birds with one stone."

"Are you sure you want to marry her?" Agatha pressed. "Don't you feel revolted that she had had sex with your brother and then will have s*x later on?"

"We are not going to have sex," Hudson still answered, even though this was the most awkward conversation a grandson could ever have with his grandmother.

"Explain," Agatha said gently, and Hudson told her about the deal he made with Emely regarding their marriage.

"Do you think she'll actually follow through with the plan?" Agatha asked. "She could drug you and have her way with you."

"No, we have a clear understanding of our marriage arrangement, and she's very okay with it."

Agatha looked at her grandson, who was supposed to have a high IQ but was quite dumb at that moment.

"How are you going to have heirs if you don't have sex with her?"

Hudson's eyes widened because he had never thought of the issue.

"By keeping a mistress on the side?"

That was the last thing Hudson wanted to do. Never in his life would he cheat. Even when he hated Cherise, he never touched other women inappropriately. "I..."

"You don't want to have a mistress, do you?" Agatha asked.

"No." He was never interested in women, and then his chest squeezed again because he felt it now. Cherise was the first and only woman he wanted. "This is such a mess," Agatha muttered under her breath.

"I know, Grandma. I'm sorry I didn't listen to all your advice to be nicer to Cherise."

Agatha was surprised to hear that last sentence. "Are you regretting your decision, Hudson?" "I am," he admitted. "But now she's happy with Julian, and I have a responsibility for Emely." Agatha didn't respond because she didn't have an answer to that. "About Emely and Luis..." Agatha tried to change the topic. "How long was their relationship?"

Hudson thought about it and answered, "I think around three or four years."

"And you still think she's a good woman?" Agatha asked. "She didn't hesitate to take my check but then reappeared again, breaking our deal. And then you brought her back where she successfully made you divorce Cherise and would be your wife soon." When what had happened was laid out like that, Hudson could actually understand why Agatha felt that Emely was evil.

Before Hudson could reply back, Agatha stood up with the help of her maid.

"I'm sorry, but I won't be attending your engagement banquet, Hudson," Agatha said.