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He reached out to take my hand, but I stepped back again. “You won’t touch me.”
He pulled his hand back. “Okay. But let me clarify. “Please.”
As he stated, I crossed my arms across my chest to give him a chance to explain.
“I really am sorry for what I said to you in my office this morning. I wish I hadn’t done it. I knew I desired this after you went. I want this kid. I am ready to be its parent and take care of all that comes with it. “Please don’t let me lose it,” he begged.
“But I don’t want it anymore,” I said.
More than anything else in the world, I want this child.
He rubbed his face with his fingers to attempt to come up with anything. “Please, Sophie.” I’ll do everything for it, but just don’t end it. Please! “I’m sorry.”
The door to the doctor’s office opened, and she stepped out again, appearing angry and saying, “Ms. Have you made up your mind, Spencer? Do you want to end it? “
I looked at Liam, who seemed like he was dreading my response, and then I looked at the doctor.
I stared down at my tummy. I have a chance to bring this kid into the world, and if I miss it, I will feel so guilty.
I glanced up at the doctor and said, “No.” I gave my tummy one more look.
Liam let out a big breath of relief and relaxed his shoulders. “Thank God,” he said.
I hope I’m not doing something wrong.
The doctor didn’t seem happy with my response. “Okay,” she said, but Liam interrupted her and said, “Excuse me?” “Yes?” she said to Liam. “
“Ms….” He looked down at the name tag on her chest and replied, “Kara.”
He moved closer to her and suddenly appeared scary. “I hope this doesn’t come out to the press. Or I have other means to make sure of that.
She was definitely scared of him because she stuttered. “Y-yes, Mr. Whitmore.” He grinned and said, “Thank you.” The doctor quickly ran back into her cabin, and when he looked at me, his face softened.
“Let’s go,” he muttered, trying to keep his hand on my lower back, but he didn’t when I scowled at him, and he recalled what I had said about not touching me.
He strolled next to me, yet there was space between us.
“I’m sorry, Sophie,” he said quietly as we left the hospital. “How many times are you going to say that?” “I snapped.
“You didn’t say you were sorry.” And I won’t. He looked down. “I understand.” Can I take you home, please? “
I rolled my eyes and sat in the car he had parked in front of the hospital. He locked the door for me and then got in the driver’s seat.
He started the engine and drove off.
A few minutes later, he stopped the car at a red light. I was lost in concentration and looked out the window, but I could feel him looking at me.
“Sophie? “Hey,” he whispered gently. I turned to him and said, “What?” Hey,
“You really don’t want this kid?” “
I peered out the window again. “No,” I said again, lying.
He only groaned unhappily and switched the car back on when the lights turned green.
He proceeded straight instead of choosing the route to the right, which would have taken him to my flat.
“That’s not the way to get to my flat!” “
“That’s the way to get to my house.”
“Why are you bringing me to your house?” “
“Cause that’s where you’ll live from now on,” he said, looking at the road.
“No! Take me back to my place! “I won’t live with you,” he said, and then he sped up the automobile. “Why do you want me to live with you?” “
“Because I don’t trust you enough to let you live by yourself.” “Under my care, in my house, you will live.” He stated it in a stern voice.
I fiercely crossed my arms and said, “That doesn’t make sense!” “
“You are pregnant with my child, Sophie.” I won’t let you hurt it.
I couldn’t believe what I heard. “Do you really think I’m going to hurt my own child?” He said, “Yes,” after a time. Then he stopped and said, “Maybe.”
“I hate you!” “
“Well…good. “Thanks,” he muttered, turning his attention back to driving. Aargh! I don’t want to live with him.
I would never damage my own child, but it looks like my falsehoods made him think I was lying. I’m the only one to blame for this.
“Did you…tell Alley? “Why?” I questioned.
He looked at me and said, “And die?” No.
I rolled my eyes at what he said, but I was glad he didn’t tell her anything.
“Does anyone else know?” “Brother does,” I questioned again.
“And how did he…um…respond? “
“He slapped me,” he said.
I was shocked and said, “You didn’t need to slap me.”
“He didn’t hit me for getting you pregnant, but he did tell you that I don’t care.” “Then it was definitely necessary.”
He didn’t say anything or do anything, and he drove in silence.
I was worried about a question. “Did you say sorry to me just because he hit you?” And instructed you to say sorry to me? “
He looked at me, and I knew we were at his house because he stopped the car. “I said sorry to you because I knew what I said was wrong. And now I want this kid. I am ready to be its dad. Brother didn’t tell me to do it. I’m really doing this. “Keep that in mind.”
He stared me in the eyes for a few more seconds before stepping out of the car.
I was still sitting inside, thinking about what he had said, when he opened the door and said, “Come.”
I stepped out of the car gently and took a minute to examine the beautiful house in front of me. It was simple yet beautiful.
He went through the gates and up the marble walk to the mansion.
“Welcome to the LW Estate,” he stated with a big smile as we walked into the mansion.
“LW?” “I asked in a confused way.
He rolled his eyes as his smile faded. “LW.” Liam Whitmore. “Of course,” I said, glancing at the beautiful inside of the mansion.
As we got closer, a woman in her mid-forties came out of the kitchen and looked at me in shock.
He smiled and said, “This is Helen, my housekeeper. She is like a second mother to me.”
“And this is Sophie,” he said, pointing to me.
Helen looked me over from head to toe with a blank face, which made me feel strange.
“And she is your what? “She enquired Liam, lifting her brow.
He seemed anxious as he looked back and forth between me and her. “She…um… she’s my…”
“Is she your girlfriend?” “Helen asked.
He opened and kissed his lips, not knowing what to say, and tried his best to think.
Then he grinned a lot and moved closer to me, wrapping his arms over my shoulders. That’s what it seemed like, but in reality, his arms didn’t contact my shoulders; he made sure they were hanging in the air.
“Yes, of course.” This is my girlfriend, Sophie. Helen, meet her. “
A little while after…
“Yes, of course.” This is my girlfriend, Sophie. Helen, meet her. “
What the hell did I just say?
Helen’s eyes got bigger, and Sophie turned her head to look at me. “What?!” Sophie whispered loudly.
Damn!
“You have a girlfriend?” “Helen enquired.
“Well…yes. Friend of a girl. You can tell that she is a female and a friend; thus, she is a girlfriend. “I said meekly, “There’s room between those two words.”
Helen didn’t seem convinced at all. Come on! “She’ll be here for a few months?” “I said.
Helen squinted. “Months? And why is that? “
I looked to Sophie, who was frowning at me, and said, “I guess Sophie can explain that.”
“Why the hell are you making up stories?” Sophie yelled. Why don’t you just tell her that I’m pregnant? “
Helen screamed loudly when I shoved my face into the ground. “You weren’t supposed to say that!” “I hissed.
But it was too late.
“Liam!” “Helen yelled, “What did you do?!” “
I got closer to Helen. “Listen, I can explain. “Please don’t tell it to Mom,” I said.
“No.” I’m telling Margaret right now! “
I put my hands together and implored her, “Please, Helen.” Don’t tell Mom, otherwise she’ll kill me. “Please.”
I gazed at her with puppy eyes, begging her not to tell her mother what I had said.
She grumbled and marched by me, then gently put her hand on Sophie’s lower back and led her to the kitchen. “Are you hungry, dear?” “She requested in a nice voice.
“Umm…not really.”
“Come on. If you’re pregnant, you should eat healthily. “Come, I’ll make you something.” She led her into the kitchen.