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“I can’t believe she wouldn’t let me sleep in my own bed,” I heard him say to himself.
And my lips turned into a sneer. “Get used to it.”
He growled, “That’s very funny.”
There was stillness after that, but we were both awake. The moonlight flowing in through the window lit up the room.
I observed him as he stared at the ceiling with both hands beneath his head.
“Stop staring,” he whispered sternly, still glancing at the ceiling.
I rolled my eyes and replied, “You have a lot of romance novels in your library, so I thought you didn’t believe in love.”
He looked at me and replied, “Who said I don’t believe in love, honey?” “I opted to disregard the affection. “Well, you don’t date, so…”
He let out a sigh. “Just because I don’t date doesn’t mean I don’t believe in love. More than anything else, I believe in it.
“Then why don’t you go out?” “
He took his hands out from behind his head and looked at me. “My business won’t run itself.” It needs me. And I don’t want to spend my time going on dumb dates.
“You are not the sole head of a company. Your brother also manages the business, right?”
“My brother worked hard enough. He worked day and night. It was his hard work that got the company this far. I didn’t do much.” Now, I want to let him rest and remove some of his obligations off his shoulders so that he is pleased. Do you get it? “
I nodded because I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t realize he loved his brother that much.
It seemed strange that we just lay there staring at each other, and no one broke eye contact.
Then I said, “Do you want this child?” “Yes,” he said right away. “But that day in your office.”
“Okay, I freaked out.” It was a big surprise when you came and told me you were pregnant with my child. I really panicked, and I’m sorry for that. But after you went, I looked over the ultrasound findings and understood I had made a mistake.
I answered gently, “I understand.” “You forgive me?” “
“Maybe…”
He smiled a little. “It’s okay if you don’t forgive me.” I want you to stay here with me, though.
I hummed and nodded. “Goodnight,” he said softly.
I said back, “Goodnight.”
Sophie’s point of view:
When I woke up, Liam wasn’t there. His duvet was already folded, and his pillow was carefully placed back on the bed.
I got up in the morning and performed my morning ritual. Then, I walked downstairs for breakfast. Helen put a dish of food in front of me, and I ate.
A few minutes later, Liam came in wearing jeans and a t-shirt. “Breakfast?” “Helen asked him nicely.
“No need,” he said in a harsh way. “Why?” “
He said in the same tone, “Not that hungry.”
I felt awful for Helen, but she didn’t seem to care.
He passed by her and opened the fridge. He took out two slices of bread and scowled because he couldn’t locate what he was searching for.
“Where the hell is the butter?” He slammed the refrigerator door shut and muttered in a voice that was both angry and annoyed,”
Helen gave him the box of butter that was on the counter. “It’s here.”
He made a sandwich with butter and bread and ate it while he was outside.
“Geez,” Helen said, rolling her eyes. “Did he not sleep well last night?” “
“I don’t know,” I responded, feeling bad about making him sleep on the floor. “Why?” “
“He is grumpy all day when he doesn’t sleep well.”
“Thank goodness he doesn’t have to go to work today.” “Or his workers would have had a hard day,” she said.
And I smiled tightly at her because I didn’t know what to say.
She looked at me over her shoulder while she washed the dishes and said, “Don’t you have to go to the restaurant today?” “
“No.” Alley encouraged me to take a few days off and relax.
She hummed back and kept washing the dishes. I gave her my empty plate and was ready to leave the kitchen when my eyesight got blurry. I blinked a few times to attempt to clear it.
My mind swirled, and I felt dizzy. My legs gave out, and I fell on the floor. I heard Helen shout, “Sophie!” “
I put my palm on my forehead and said, “What is going on with me?”
Liam came dashing into the kitchen and grimaced when he saw me on the floor.
“What are you looking at?” “Helen asked him what he was doing while he merely stood there. “Call a doctor!” “
“No.” “I’m fine.” I tried to stand up, but my feet wobbled. Before I could collapse, Helen grabbed my arm and supported me.
Liam had already contacted the doctor. Helen frowned at him and told him to hold me.
He rolled his eyes in a way that wasn’t obvious. “I was told not to touch her.”
Helen stared at me, and I smiled shyly. She rolled her eyes and helped me walk to the living room, where she had me sit on the couch.
Then she gave me a glass of water, which I drank. They both remained there, looking at me and studying my face as if I had just had a heart attack.
“I’m fine!” “Stop looking at me like that,” I replied in a frustrated voice.
Helen told me to lie down on the couch, and Liam departed for who knows where. That guy doesn’t care.
Not that it’s bothering me. I rolled my eyes at what he did and shut my eyes.
I could have fallen asleep because when I opened my eyes, I saw an old guy looming over me and staring at me closely.
When he saw that I was awake, he leaned back and smiled at me, and I sat up straight.
Helen was at the door, and Liam was standing a little way away with his arms crossed over his chest.
The doctor looked at my eyes for who knows what drew my blood, performed a few other things, and asked me questions. Blah, blah, blah.
Liam opened his hands and moved closer. “Doctor, is the baby okay? “Of course. That’s the only thing that matters to you.
“Yes. The infant is okay. Her hemoglobin level is lower. When the blood test results come back, we’ll know exactly how much. “Make sure she gets enough iron in her food,” he said.
Liam nodded, and the doctor left.
Helen sat next to me and admonished me, “I told you to eat right.” “I’ll be fine.” I smiled and said, “Don’t worry, Helen.” After that, I went to my room, or Liam’s room, as Helen had instructed me to do.
I was sitting on the bed with my back against the headboard, attempting to read the book I had borrowed from Liam.
It’s intriguing, but I haven’t been able to finish half of it yet. I wonder how someone can read a six-hundred-page book in a day.
I folded the book in half so that I only needed one hand to handle it.
Liam didn’t knock on the door because it was his room before he went in.
I looked up from the book and saw him frowning. “What the hell?” He screams and points at the book.
His shout of “What?” shocked me. “
He clenched his teeth and said, “Why the f**k did you fold the book like that?” “
I looked down at the book and then back at him. “What’s wrong with it?” “First, hold it right!” “My hands knew what he wanted me to do faster than my head did, so I closed the book and glared at him.
“I instructed you not to mess up the book in any manner. Why don’t you pay attention to me? “He raised his voice, and I could feel wrath building up inside me.
I rose up and tossed the book square at his face without knowing why. “Keep your bloody book with you!” I don’t want it right now.
The book hit him in the face, and he dropped to the floor with a bang. I guess I shouldn’t have done that.
He bent down, picked up the book, and looked at it. His jaw clenched even more as he noticed that a page was ripped at the corner.
He took a long breath and gently put the book down on the bed. When he raised his head and stared right into my eyes, I was afraid. His eyes seemed like they wanted to kill me.
As he stepped towards me, I reflexively stepped back.
This went on till my back hit a door that led to a little store area or something.