Goodbye Saintess. novel Chapter 4

I had never seen Hera panic before. She looked like she was about to cry for me!

Could she actually still love me?

Then, suddenly, I heard Bobby wail tearfully, "Mooom! Dad is bleeding! I'm scared!"

She turned. Edmund was covering his bleeding shoulder, wincing. Some of the glass shards seemed to have cut through his skin a little.

"I'm taking you to the hospital!" Hera declared instantly.

She immediately forgot me, took his hand, and prepared to leave.

"Wait. We have to bring him along, right? His injury is worse," Edmund murmured.

Bobby, however, bawled. "I don't want him to follow us! He's bleeding everywhere! I'm scared!"

Edmund did not correct his son or insist that I needed help. Instead, he looked at Hera expectantly.

She took only a few seconds to make her choice.

"We can't bring him. Bobby's afraid of blood and might faint seeing Sebastian like this," she declared. "He's gonna be fine. He's a firefighter and knows how to do first aid on himself. Let's go."

She scooped Bobby into her arms, took Edmund by the hand, and left me bleeding in the restaurant where we'd had our first date five years ago.

Blood and tears blurred my vision.

The restaurant owner was the one who took me to the hospital. Fortunately, the cuts turned out to be less serious than the bleeding had made them out to be. All I needed was some first aid and a bandage.

The physical pain was nothing compared to what tore through my chest. I lay on the sick bed, my senses growing numb. I knew she wasn't thinking of me.

I just wished my injury was not severe enough to compromise my ability to help with the wildfire.

That night, I drifted between painful wakefulness and torturous dreams. Through it all, my phone stayed silent. No texts. No calls. Maybe only Edmund and Bobby mattered to her now.

…

When my phone finally rang, it was a call from Albert. "Grimwald! Are you ready?"

"Yes, sir! I'm ready for duty."

My head was no longer hurting as much. I got out of bed and flexed my muscles a little. They were fine.

I did not think I needed to inform Hera of anything anymore. The Saintess had no time for a mortal of my status.

"Alright. No need to rush to the station, Grimwald. The situation is dire. Our superiors are making sure that our equipment is complete and sufficient before deploying the Beta Team," Albert explained. "They told me we'll be heading out in the afternoon. I'll update you once they confirm a more specific time."

I was stunned. I had to wait another half a day? Where was I supposed to go in the meantime?

Home? No. This might be my last time on Earth. That was all the more reason to avoid putting myself in a dehumanizing situation.

Suddenly, Hera called.

"Sebastian, please refrain from coming home for the moment. Bobby said he doesn't like seeing you. Every time you're around, his father either gets upset or has some kind of accident. He's just a child; it's natural for him to think this way. You need to give him more space and time to adjust," she said coldly.

"I reserved a hotel room for you and instructed the majordomo to bring your suitcase over. While you're at the hotel, Edmund will stay home to help Bobby settle in." She paused. "Don't worry, Edmund will sleep in your room. Nothing will happen between us."

Nothing had changed. She never called to discuss anything—only to inform.

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