Page 53 of One Nightstand With My Ex's Uncle

EMILY'S POV.

"What!?" I exclaimed sharply. No, he couldn't mean that. If he meant that, then it meant I was doomed. There would be no way out for me. No, I would be in knee-deep trouble.

My breaths came out faster, as my brain began to turn the information back and forth. The baby wasn't John's. It... it couldn't be...

Never for once, had John and I made love without protective measures. He had always been careful about it because I told him I only wanted to get pregnant when we were finally married.

He had never complained, and had done exactly as I asked. If he heard I was pregnant, he would know it was bullshit.

That night when I had slept with Lucas... it had been without protection. It had been unplanned, and...

Tears sprang to my eyes immediately.

John would know I had been unfaithful. Apart from him making life harder for me, it would hurt my pride. He would regard me as the same trash he was, and a stupid hypocrite.

Nothing would go well for me, and if his family managed to get wind of it, then my life would be ruined. They would see to it that I became miserable. I turned to the doctor, and he saw the tears in my eyes.

"Please don't let him know." I said, and his brows creased in frustration.

"Please, just tell him there's nothing wrong with me, and oh! Stress! Tell him it's stress, please. No matter what, he mustn't know." I begged, feeling really desperate. If Lucas knew, he could use it to blackmail, or try to get rid of me himself, before I tarnished his reputation.

He was a Granger, and they were all the same- Ambitious, Selfish, Egoistic, and crazy for control over everything in their lives, and in the lives of people around them.

"Are you aware you are telling a doctor to lie?" He asked, and I got to my feet.

"I never wanted to do the test anyway. Please, just help me. I'm pleading with you. No one should know about this." I said, with a tear running down my eye.

"This is preposterous." He spat, dropping the arm, which held his notepad.

"Please... I need you to keep a secret. I need..." The door slid open, and I froze.

"The results of the test are out?" Lucas asked, and thankfully, I was with my back to him, so he couldn't see my tears.

"Here." The doctor said, handing the paper to me, and I carefully raised a finger to wipe my tears.

"We found nothing in the results. It's likely it is related to stress, and not eating at appropriate times. She'll be fine with a little rest." He said, and the air that escaped my mouth felt like a force.

I was so relieved that my hands, which held the paper, shook terribly. I looked at the doctor, and communicated my thanks through my eyes.

Then, I turned, folding the results.

We both left, and I folded up the test results.

"Let me see the..."

"Thank you. I... I appreciate your help, but like I said, it's nothing. You only gave the hospital free money, but still, thanks for your kindness. I'll be leaving." I said, giving him a bow, and turned away before he could say another word.

I hailed a cab immediately, and drove back to the house.

Words couldn't express the gloom that spread across my chest, filling me with a sorrow so deep that I wanted to clench my fist around my heart, and sink to the floor.

I got into the cab, and ripped up the paper with all my grief. How could I be pregnant? Plenty of girls had unprotected sex, why was I the unlucky one!? How could I be in so much trouble when it was just once?

My eyes watered, and I really didn't want to cry, but I couldn't help it. The tears didn't stop flowing. I bit my lip hard to keep any sound from coming out, and eventually covered my face with my hands.

Why had that night happened? It only complicated things. In a month or two, my belly would stick out, and as a secretary who wore tight skirts, it would be obvious to all that something was wrong with my belly- something I wasn't sharing.

I only had a few months to work something out, and John would soon be back. I was running out of days, and those days were running into weeks.

There was actually nothing I could do. Terminating it was the last thing on my mind, and there was no way I could leave John at the moment.

When I got home, I wiped my eyes, and sat in my room all day, happy that Katie had no work for me.

Later that afternoon, there was a little knock on my door, followed by Sadie pushing it open.

She was really the least person I needed to see at that moment.

"So, I've got this trip thing, and it requires my parents to come. Unfortunately, mum wouldn't come with me. Dad says he would rather not be seen in public with mum, and that he only comes to dinner a few times because of me. But am I actually about to be the only one without parents? Other parents will dress fancy, and give their kids gifts, and treasure them, while I watch from the sidelines? That's definitely not happening." She said, climbing onto my bed, and sitting with her legs folded in.

"So what?" I asked, dropping the book on which I had been doodling on absent-mindedly.

"So what?" She asked, with wide eyes. "Lucas agreed to go because I had the driver drive me to his office. Now there's you. So the both of you..."

"Ask Katie. She'll love to go."

"What? Have you forgotten I need as many opportunities as I can get for the matchmaking stuff?" She retorted.

"Sadie, can't you see I'm not in any mood to play to your tricks?"

"Well, sorry, but I don't recognize moods. You do what I want, and prepare to leave in two days, or everyone knows you broke the engagement because you love Lucas." She spat furiously, and got off my bed, walking out my room, and slamming the door.

I felt anger rising in me like a wave, but the only thing I could do was tear out sheets of paper angrily from the book I had been doodling on.

They were all the same- selfish, stupid, and unbearable.

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It seemed Lucas told Katie about me fainting due to stress because she didn't call me to work, nor did she come to the mansion.

She was probably frequenting the mansion so much because she had to supervise me, and show me the ropes around things.

I spent a good deal of the two days in my room, staring up at the ceiling. The only time I went down the stairs was to get meals, and take it up to my room.

I arranged a nice-looking gown for myself to wear. It was made of red wool, and I was going to add a black corset belt to it.

It should be enough for her.

Early in the morning, while I was still dressing, Sadie opened my door, and walked in.

"You look perfect." She said, and I gave a little nod. "Okay, why have you been like this? Something happened, didn't it?" She folded her arms, raising a brow.

"Nothing happened, Sadie. When are we returning from this thing?" I asked, grabbing a bag from my desk, as I turned to her.

"Why would you tell me nothing happened? Do I look like a fool to you? Or do you want me to find out what happened?" She asked, releasing her folded arms to place a hand on her little waist.

"You..."

"I'll start from the hospital. Lucas said you fainted, and went there, so what? Did they diagnose you with a chronic illness? I hate being curious, so you have to trust that I'll find out. I've seen my family get information from people, I know how to get it too. Very soon..."

"Sadie! How is it any of your business? Why do you care if I have a chronic illness or something? It's not your place to care, is it?" I asked, and she crossed her brows.

"I hate my toys getting depressed. They're no fun then. And you're no different. If you want me finding out, then keep up the victim act. If you would rather I do not find out, then get your act straight." She said, and walked out.

How could a little girl be that mean? How could she be that demanding, and authoritative? When she grew up, just how much of a pain in the ass, would she be?

I waited for a few minutes before leaving the room, and stomping down the stairs to the living room.

"They're in the car." One of the maids said, and I managed to flash a smile at her, before leaving.

I met Lucas, and Sadie in the front seats, talking and laughing, and they turned to look at me when I got in.

"Gosh. It feels like the mood has been turned into a wet, heavy blanket, and has been placed over the car." Sadie said, folding her arms.

"It's not nice to attack older people, Sadie. Not when they're doing you a favor." Lucas said, starting the ignition.

"A favor? Ha." Sadie snorted.

Lucas drove out on the streets, and the both of them continued to converse with each other, as they did earlier.

We went to the school first, and met with the teachers, and the other parents. Sadie personally introduced Lucas and I as her parents, and I wondered if that wouldn't be trouble.

They were kids, but what if they told their parents about us, and the parents knew me as John's fiancée?

I doubted anyone would blame Sadie if things went wrong, nor would they blame Lucas. Rather, they would find a way to pin all the blame on me.

We took the large school bus, which seemed more like a VIP bus. It smelled new, had good air-conditioning, curtains, and lights. Lucas and I sat together with Sadie in the middle, and refreshments were served.

It definitely had to cost a lot to enrol in the school. It reminded me once more just how rich John's family were.

The kids were taken first to a zoo, and the teachers explained the characteristics of the animals, and their young ones.

A game was also played where a child could not receive a hug from their parents- who had blank sheets with animal names stuck to their chests- if their team members were unable to get the name of the young one of the animal, which was attached to the chest of the parents.

And Sadie lost woefully. The children didn't know the name of a baby deer, so Sadie didn't receive a hug from me in front of her mates.

After the zoo, they went to the aquarium, and named the fishes. After a while, the children were getting hungry, so seafood was lined up. They could only get different dishes for themselves, and their parents, only if they whispered its correct name into the ears of the teachers.

It turned out Sadie knew numerous fishes. We got a lot of seafood. Flatfish, tuna, salmon, squid, prawn, croaker, lobster, crab, shrimp, clam, cod, periwinkle...

It actually made sense because she was used to eating all that.

When we left the Aquarium, I was full. Lucas spoke with the other parents, and Sadie laughed with her friends.

No one really talked to me, and I felt happy about that because I didn't need anyone to talk to me about anything. I was depressed, and not in the mood to talk.

In the evening, they pitched tents by the seaside, and began to discuss the things they learned that day, and the kids were allowed to rest, and roam around. Whoever wanted to return that night could choose to return, and whoever didn't want to could stay.

"I need you to do something for me. Lucas is in front of the water." Sadie said, rushing to me where I was seated behind a tent.

"What?" I asked, as she pulled me along.

"My stupid friends are bragging about their parents being more in love with each other than anyone else's parents."

"That's sick. Why would they do that?"

"Exactly my point. So, I'm going to show them that my parents are more in love."

"Your parents?" I asked.

"Yes. You are going to kiss Lucas."