He Got Me Pregnant

Chapter 31: Everything’s Messed

“Enough, Daryl.” I whispered and pushed him using my other hand.

I don't want to hear him speak again. I don't want to hear him say those types of words again. I don't

want to change this feeling I built for a long time just because he is trying to win me now...again.

Remember, Neysha. When you gave in five years ago, he left and married another woman. He didn't

even find you, right? He didn't come back to even say a word. So why now? What's the point of

changing now?

“Baby... please.” He whispered.

“Daryl please. Let's not talk about it.” I said and pushed him again.

He took a deep breath and removed himself from cornering me.

“I know that I did a big mistake, Neysha. But please give me ”

“Stop Daryl. I don't..I don't want to hear.” I said and gulped...trying to gulp the tears in my throat.

I don't know why this talk is making me even more emotional. I don't know why this talk is making me

bring back old times. I don't know. And I hate it.

“Neysha.” He called me.

I looked at him. He's also just staring at me like I am delicate. He's looking at me with full of emotions

and care? Is that even correct that I am seeing these things in his eyes?

“What.”

He sighed.

“Good night.” Then he leans on and planted a soft kiss on the top of my head.

After he did that, he turned his back on me and exited the room.

I fell down on the floor after he's gone from my sight. I am feeling so weak.

I run on my paper bags and put them aside. I don't exactly know what he's thinking tight now but

whatever it is, I don't care.

If he's thinking that I have children, then that would be bad. He is probably thinking why I tried to hide it

from him. He will either think both: I am hiding because I'm ashamed. Or I am hiding because it's his

and he's aware that I am still feeling bad about him.

I sat on the bed as my tears began falling. I don't know, I am not ready to show him my children. I am

still angry. I am still angry at him. I still hate him.

I lay down on the bed crying. I didn't even realize it that I already fell asleep.

***

The next morning, I woke up with a call from the management. We will be having an urgent meeting

today at 9 am.

I woke up 7 and I frowned seeing my paper bags gone.

I am still in Japan and the meeting is in the Philippines. I didn't even bath and just washed my face

because the private plane is already waiting.

When I'm there, that's when I realized that my things were already fixed. I saw Daryl talking to the pilot

so I tried to make myself stronger and just focused my attention outside the plane.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

When we got there, we went immediately to the conference. I just sat there bored and listened to my

manager.

They are talking about exports and such and I'm too tired and sleepy to even put all the information

inside my head.

After over 2 hours of the so-called-emergency meeting I get up.

I am already at the door when I heard the phone ringing. From the thought that I'm sure my phone is in

my bag; I didn't bother looking back and just walked straight to my room.

When I'm in the middle of walking, I tapped inside my bag to see if my phone was there and I think my

blood left me when I realized that it was my phone earlier.

I am having big steps back on the conference. And I think I almost faint when Daryl's holding my

phone.

“Sire? You still there?” I can definitely hear my baby Red's voice because the whole room is so silent.

“Yes I am.” He answered, while intently looking at me.

“Why are you holding my Momma's phone?”

That's my resort.

I ran into him and grabbed my phone and turned off the call.

I am almost shaking while raising my head to look at him.

This can't be.

I still didn't do my mission.

I still didn't hurt him.

But for what, Neysha? Will your revenge finally make you feel better? Is that it?

“Stop messing with my things and personal calls!” I shouted really hard.

His expression stayed like that.

Angry, with gritted teeth, and clenching jaws. He's angry...very very angry.

“You're married?” He asked me.

I don't know if I'll be angry that he's accusing me that with anger or I'll rejoice that he's thinking that

way.

“Yes.” I said with conviction. Showing him that I mean it, that it's true- even though my legs are shaking

right now.

“Okay.” He just said and left.

I took a deep breath and held on the table to get some strength.

I don't know, he has no idea how his gazes affect me.

I am not ready to expose that he got me pregnant. I am not ready to give him the idea that we had

children.

Because I don't think I can manage the pain of that moment. I don't think I can manage the pain if he

won't accept my children or he will get them away from me.

I don't think I can ever forgive him for that. I can barely forgive him from what he did in the past, how

much more if he does that?

My phone rang. I answered it shaking still.

“Yes?”

“Moma! The guy said that he's your boyfriend! So, I told him that it's impossible because your boyfriend

is Tito Julius, right? Because even though tito Julius is gay he's still a boy and he's your only boy-

friend. Right Moma? Hihihihihihi.”

Now everything's really fucked up.

***End of Chapter 31