Chapter 80

Megan felt all her blood draining from her body. The look on his face will haunt her forever.

She took the phone from him, rushing towards the sitting room and was greeted by an eerie silence. All the men’s eyes bore into her back as she made her way to the patio..

“H…hello?”

“Megan? Aunt Jean here.”

Those few words hit home just how worried her aunt was. She had never been an emotional person but the teary voice clamped at Megan’s heart.

“Aunt Jean? What’s wrong? Is Jaden ok? What happened? Oh God!”

“Megan, sit down honey.”

“Don’t tell me to sit down for God’s sake! This is my son we’re talking about!!”

Richie heard her hysterical ramblings and stood up, Jon didn’t bat an eyelid. His grey parlor worried Tico and he stood up.

Jon lifted his hand.

“I’m ok Tic..” he turned to listen to the rushed conversation on the patio.

“Jaden and White Blaze were in a riding accident. Jaden was rushed to the hospital.”

Richie saw the moment her knees buckled and stepped forward, supporting her in his arms.

“My baby! Oh my God! Is he ok?”

After a while she stood still watching the phone in disbelief. Jon heard her tiny cry and saw her swoon. Thankfully Richie was close by, catching her as she fainted.

Megan felt a dab of something cold and wet on her face. She opened her eyes and met a sea of worried looks imprisoning her on the couch.

She pushed herself up with such an incredible speed she almost knocked Jon out cold.

“I need to go to New York! I need to pack.”

Jon’s voice was calm as he spoke to her.

“I’ll arrange the plane. You get packing, baby.”

The burning questions hung in the air, but no one dared to ask. Tico and David hugged her, sympathizing with her.

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It was quiet in the car on their way to the airport. As much as she wanted Jon to come with, she knew he had a show the following night. She needed time to explain to him, but she also knew she had to get to her boy as soon as possible.

Jon held her hand. Thoughts rushed through his mind. Why didn’t she mention that she had a son? How old is the boy? Who is the father? Was the father involved in the boy’s life?

It was a hard goodbye. He didn’t want to let go and she didn’t want to leave him. They stood in each other’s arms for what seemed like forever. He wished he could take away her pain!

“I have to go.”

“Baby be strong ok? I’ll call you as soon as your plane lands.” His kiss was warm and comforting to her shattered nerves.

His heart broke as he saw the teary woman walking away from him, her shoulders slumped.  He would join her as soon as possible. She cannot go through this alone. After tomorrow night, they have a few days free. He’ll get on a plane after the show.