Chapter 30: Mrs. Martinez

Joyce Clara's P.O.V.

My hands are kept on trembling as we walk ahead to the door of our house.

"Relax, Honey," he said and kissed the back of my hand.

I tried to smile at him, but I cannot really hide how nervous I am right now.

What will my parents' reaction be? I hope that it will be good.

He made our hands tigther clasped together.

When we open the door, I saw my mother and his mother smiled at us.

Oh my gosh. His parents are also here.

He just informed me about that five minutes before we reached our house, which made me more nervous.

"Good evening," I greeted them all.

Kurt pulled a chair for me and guided me till I sit.

At first, the talk is all about business. But when time passes by they get curious on why all of us are really here.

"What do you want to tell us?" his dad asked to him.

I was surprised when Kurt suddenly stands up and talked seriously. "She is carrying our child," he said going straight to the topic and seems so proud about it.

My mom held my dad's h