“W-what are you doing here?” I stammered and walked past him to unlock my door, but he being the person he was had no issue with inviting himself in.
Time and time again I had thought of this scenario in my head where he apologized and we would move on with the first plan, but by the look on his face, I could see that those weren’t his intentions.
“Why aren’t you accepting my checks?” He demanded an answer out of me. Of course, it was about those damn checks again.
It had been two weeks since Christian stopped by and crazy enough he never stopped sending checks, but like before, I had sent them right back.I was sixteen weeks pregnant and started showing and worked even harder than before because I couldn’t hide for much longer. There was no lie that I was stressing and unsure about whatever would follow after, but I tried my best so I could at least breathe when the baby got here.The only good thing about work at the moment would be Olivia. We had grown even closer and our friendship seemed sincere, whether Vincenzo had anything to do with it or not.I tried my hardest to avoid him and he clearly noticed— but respected my decision. The last thing I needed was for hi
“Serena, move in with me.” He pretty much demanded, surprising me by his choice of words. How could someone switch up like that so easily?“Are you drunk?” I asked him and felt anger taking over. This time I wasn’t going to fall for any of his stupid games or promises.“No, you don’t want to accept the check and I don’t want my baby to suffer so move in with me.” He spoke once again and all I could do was keep quiet. How could he say all of this when he was the one who told me to abort the baby?
ChristianChristian clenched his fist in anger and made his way to his dad’s office. He did not know whether he was angry because Serena had hung up the phone in his ear or because she had a pretty solid reason to fear him.No, he wouldn’t hurt her. He did not like hurting people at all and only did so when there was no other way or when Lucio encouraged him to do so, but the thought of hurting Serena or taking away the baby hadn’t even crossed his mind.
Christian looked at Vincenzo with a confused look on his face and was probably wondering what his friend was doing here— while Vincenzo was probably thinking the same.“What are you doing here?” The two asked each other at the same time.“I came to check up on my employee, what are you doing h- oh...never mind.” Vincenzo had finally realized and looked from my stomach to Christian.“Employee? This is your doing?” Christian asked him and steppe
“You should’ve told your mom first.” Lucio shrugged his shoulders and walked past Christian to avoid his wife.Just as expected everyone had heard about the rumor and all it took for the word to get spread was one visit to the hospital.Christian did not get the chance to tell anyone himself— but instead, they had to hear about the pregnancy from others. He knew that Francesca would be pissed, but he didn’t have the heart to apologize over the phone and wished to do so face to face.
I could not deny that I felt like a princess while I walked through the driveway and made my way to the doorsteps. From the side of my eye I saw the moving van and the boxes I had packed being unloaded and brought inside.An elder woman waved her hand in excitement and had opened her arms. I did not have a single clue who she was but she seemed friendly so I gave her a smile and returned the hug.“You must be Serena, I’m Emmanuella and It’s so great to finally meet you.” She smiled and look down at my stomach. “Let’s get you settled in!”
The next morning I woke up it took me a second to remember where I was staying.The huge king-sized bed and spacious room were definitely not what I was used to— but I had to admit, I slept like a rose and had nothing to complain about.In case I would end up seeing Christian, I took a long shower and put on some makeup which was something I hadn’t done in a while. I definitely did not want to look pretty for him, but I was also not in the mood to look like some corpse.
“Get in,” Christian told me and opened the door for me. I frowned at his demanding behavior and got into the car.Did he always have to be like that?“No personal driver today?” I asked once he sat in the driver’s seat. “I think it’d be pretty embarrassing if my family knew I let you go to this special occasion with another man behind the wheel.” He spoke.“So you think men have to be in control all the time?” I asked him as a joke, but his scoff told me he thought otherwise. “No, not all men but I do.”