“What are you doing here?!”
“I have important things to do here for a couple of weeks or months maybe…” he said casually then shrugged his shoulder.
I rolled my eyes, as if I care!
“Alessandra went back to San Marcelino. She’s with Marcus and Cassandra.” he said in a low voice.
“And why are you still here? Why didn’t you come with them?” I said sarcastically.
I saw his jaw clenched.
Tss, the jerk got hit somewhere!
He didn’t hear anything from me so he walked to the drawer and pulled a glass.
“Woah–Wait! What are you actually doing?!” I stood up from my seat.
He was holding the glass when he faced me. Then his eyes slowly dropped down to my belly.
I held my breath for about a second as his eyes enthralled on me.
I felt my knees tremble. I just wanted to find a crack on the ground and swallow me whole right now.
“I… uh, I’ll give you some water!” I quickly turned around and around to open the refrigerator but his heavy hands stopped me from doing so.
I shut my eyes and gripped the door handle tightly. I can feel his hot presence behind me and his breath fanning my nape.
“You’re pregnant.” he stated.
My mouth went dry as his both arms straightened and pushed the door close.
“When are you planning to tell me?” he said, sounding hurt.
“Why? Will you do something if you found out that I’m pregnant?” My voice cracked, so I lowered my head down and bit my lip.
“Fuck!” he cursed sharply. He punched the fridge and grabbed my hand to face him.
“You can’t hide it from me. I am the father. I have the right to know about your pregnancy!” he said, restraining himself from raising his voice.
His eyes glared with fervor that tightened my chest. I breathed out and fired him a look.
“Rights? From the moment you married that woman, you already lost your right on me, even my child!” I spat out.
He shook his head and wetted his lips before looking up in frustration.
“Damn it!” he muttered closely.
I felt him slowly loosening his grip, slowly caressing it gently that poured gasoline in my veins and emitting a fire in my blood.
“Please, just leave me alone..” I whispered weakly.
I closed my eyes so I wouldn’t see his reaction. Even if I push him out of my life endlessly, he’s still the only flame I want to burn me alive and yet I wanted him back more than I’ve ever wanted anything. Even if it hurts, even if I’ll burn, I’ll accept it.
“You know I can’t do that, Emory!” he answered huskily.
He walked to me and caught both my arms. I can feel his warmth but the pain seared through my skin like a hot-coal ready to combust me anytime.
I shook my head repeatedly, I can’t believe how fast he could melt my anger into nothing. And I hate myself for giving him a chance and for letting him control me and hold my heart into a tight grip.
“You may leave…” I murmured, trying to stand on my words.
I tried to get off from his strong arms but I couldn’t, he’s too strong. Even if I know he’s just guiding me.
“No, I decided to move back here, with or without your permission…”
I looked up to him, in awe of what he said.
A soft smile fleeted across his damnable lips. He crouched down and caught my eyes.
“You heard it right, Sweetheart. We’ll live in the same roof together…”
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I softly groaned as I tossed over in my bed. I still want to sleep because my head feels so heavy. Damn that morning sickness!
I don’t want to get up early but I stirred up because I heard a husky voice at the back of my head.
“Morning…”
I instantly opened my eyes and turned to where the voice was coming from.
“Oh, shit!” I got up and pulled the blanket to cover my nighties.
He was laying sideways while his arm and hand was supporting his head. He looked at me with the same intensity that aroused my sleepy head.
I haven’t even recovered from the shock but my eyes quickly traveled down to his topless torso..
Oh! Sweet Lord…
This man is absolutely gorgeous! From his sculpted shoulder down to his broad chest. And that flat stomach filled with deep lines and glory.
But wait! W-What is he doing here?
“Breakfast is ready…” he simply said.
I blinked and threw him a glare. “I-I told you to… leave, why are you still here?!” Fuck! Why I am damn stuttering?!
I cleared my throat to remove the lump in my throat, and I decided to remove the comforter around me and stood up.
“Hmm?” he hummed softly.
I brought ny eyes back to him who was smiling maliciously while staring at me and my body..
“I like your nighties…” his smirk widened.
My face heated up. I pulled a pillow and threw it to his face in embarrassment.
“Pervert!” I walked out of the room and closed the door loudly. But it wasn’t enough for me to not hear his loud laugh from inside the room.
“G-Good morning, Ate!” Trina greeted.
Her eyes went to the nighties I was wearing and slightly scratched her forehead.
“Oh?! I–Ah, excuse me!” I turned around and went behind the house where some of my laundry was being hanged to dry.
Because of annoyance, I chose to change there instead. I used to wear his white lose shirt. I was more comfortable when I wear his loose shirt and my cotton shorts if I’m just in the house.
I went back inside and saw Hezekiah. Thank God, he’s now wearing his shirt and black walking shorts. I rolled my eyes and walked pass him.
I sat on the chair and picked my spoon and fork. I remained stoic, I don’t care if I’d have stiff neck later on but I don’t have any plans of sparing him a glance.
Just because I’m pissed. Add to that my morning sickness, I ended up venting it out on my food. I almost finished the garlic rice and fried milkfish with a soy sauce and chopped tomatoes dipping sauce.
I laid my back against the chair while drinking the last drop of my milk when I heard him scoffed.
My brows raised after I put the empty glass on the table.
“I’m glad you like the food…” he simply said.
I stopped and stared at my empty plate. And my eyes immediately darted to him. I caught him smiling playfully while staring at me.
“Trina!” I called.
“Yes, Ate?” She immediately went to me.
“Who cooked my breakfast and made my milk?!” I asked her in my controlled voice.
My eyes didn’t leave Hezekiah who’s now leaning against his chair, crossing his arms.
“Sorry, Ate, Sir Hezekiah insiste–” I didn’t let her finish her sentence as I stood up and walked away.
I felt like my stomach was turned upside down because of eating too much. I ran towards the CR and vomited everything I ate.
“Did you already see your doctor?”
I held the sink tightly and glanced at his reflection in the mirror. “This is none of your business…” I murmured.
I tried to vomit more but nothing came out. A few moments later, I felt someone caressed my back.
I closed my eyes, I felt like his gentle touch passed through my soul. I felt electricity in my skin, just enough to make me shiver.
I tilted my head and tried to hide my feelings.
“You need to see your doctor. I’ll go with you…” he said lowly at me.
I didn’t answer, after I washed my face and brushed my teeth, I went out of the CR. I went upstairs and took a shower.