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Andre doesn't answer for a while, thinking if he should let me come up for my own interview. I am hoping he will say a loud "yes, I do mind". When he turns to look at me, I know he is looking for a sign from me, to know if I want it or not. I want to shake my hand so he can say yes to the presenter, but I am finding it hard to shake in the midst of the people who are watching my every move.
Just sitting here watching Andre, knowing the interview is about me and I am the center of attraction, I am trying so hard to remain calm. I know if I go up there, I might do something embarrassing, like tripping so I will end up falling face down or stammering or saying something totally out of line. I can't do this.
Andre says something to the presenter.
"Miss Standford, will you mind coming up stage?" She ask loudly and I feel like attacking Andre.
Can't he see how much I am struggling to sit here? Can't he just use his instinct to know I am
CHAPTER 44 My phone’s continuous ringing wakes me up from my night rest. Argh, who is disturbing me on a Saturday morning. I flutter my eyes open, pick up the phone from my side drawer to see the caller id . It should be mom calling but when I see Andre's name, my eyes open wide. Why is he calling me again? Today is Saturday, isn't it? Can’t I have a Andre free day? All this spending time together is taking a toll on me. I drop the phone and snuggle into bed, covering my head with the comforter. After a while, my phone rings again and I sigh. I know I will no longer be able to sleep again. I really do not feel like talking to Andre today. What happened between us yesterday is still bugging me. I was thinking about how I am in love with my boss over Till I slept off yesterday night. Mom called me lastnight, as if knowing I needed someone to talk to, someone to tell me what to do. Ev
CHAPTER 45After Andre left yesterday he didn't call me and I didn't call him even when I knew I should have called. What was I expected to say to him if I had called? Monday went by a blur too. He hardly acknowledged my presence. He made it all about work and this made me realize the how used to his compliments I was. It was like a drug I was addicted to and I needed it. I should be the one to stop this, I should have explained to him and never had allowed him to leave on Saturday, angry. I've never seen him angry at me. Andre sent me a message yesterday after work, asking me to prepare to go see his parents this evening. I wanted to send him a message back to tell him I won't be going but I know it was going to sound wrong. He was doing all this for me. I should be kind to him, not rude and dramatic. I have to apologise. I take a shower after resting a while when I get back from work before going over to my closet to look f
CHAPTER 46I am on my way back to my office after going to a meeting with Andre to Elect Companies Limited.When he drove me off home, two days ago after the dinner with his family, I walked out without saying a word to him. He tried to follow me but I told him to go home before slamming the door on his face.At work, we don't talk to each other when alone, except when people are around. I feel bad for ignroing him but I am trying to do that because I really want to get rid of my feelings for him. I should talk to him and apologised for Saturday but I didn't because him being angry makes it easier to ignore him. I miss talking to him, I miss his kisses. When he is not around, I always feel like seeing him but when I see him, I will begin to feel angry for no reason. I try to blame it on my hormones but I know I'm more angry at myself for falling in love right out of a terrible relationship.T
CHAPTER 47The ringing sound of my phone wakes me up from my sleep. I sit upright and rest my head on the headboard before picking the call. It is Rob calling."Hello sis", he greets."Robert, how are you?" I ask him. I have forgotten about the therapy I wanted to plan for him. Everything has been a little overwhelming. I feel bad. Why can't I just be a good sister for once? Rob is supposed to come this week and I am sure he is calling because I haven't called him. I promised to call him last week."I'm cool, sis. You still sleeping?""Yeah. But I'm awake now.""Erhhmm...Freya", he stutters. I know he has something to tell."What is it, Rob?""I'm no longer coming to visit you, Freya", his voice is down."What? Why? Is It because I didn't call as promised?""No, that's not it. I know why you want me to come.""Why?""I heard mom telling Johnson that you want me to meet with a therapist. It's no
CHAPTER 48Andre sees the look on my face and grabs the phone from me. He reads the message and he stares at me for a while before he says, "Let's go."He stands up holding my hand, I take a hold of my purse and follow him to the counter where he pays for the food before we leave. We walk outside to his car. He opens the door for me and asks me to get in, before he walks to the driver's seat.My mind is in turmoil. Why does Baxter like ruining my happy moments? Why can't he just let me be?"Freya?" He shakes me."Andre", I glance at his worried face."You have to calm down, love. It's ok. So I want you to breathe in and out, ok?"I nod and exhale deeply. I realize I am barely breathing."You don't need to panic.""Ok", I inhale and exhale again."Is it working?" He ask me.I shake my head. I'm still finding it hard to breathe properly. He place his hand on my waist and pull
CHAPTER 49I am in my room getting ready for my appointment with Doctor Billy when I hear Andre's car pulling over in the driveway. I am anxious. The doctor fixed another appointment for me so he can ascertain the actual sex of the baby.Now that Baxter is still claiming the baby is his and is talking about mailing me the court papers, how do I go about it? Even if Andre tells the court that the baby is his, a DNA test will be conducted and that will prove Baxter is the father of the child. That does not mean he has to have my baby.I will love my baby boy with everything. His father might be a monster but I am going to raise him up in the right way and make sure to protect him from his father. Baxter has no right to claim the baby as his and I am ready fight him till the end.I take a last look at myself in the mirror, staring at my little baby bump before I hear the knock at the front door. I move swiftly to the door and throw It open. Andre looks like someone
CHAPTER 50“No, no. It's fine” I quickly add."Are you serious?" He looks surprised that I am agreeing to go with him to his house. He doesn't know I want it too. I want to see him shirtless and comfortable in his own home. I want to see how he does his things and I want to sleep beside him on his bed and cuddle with him just like he does for me too."Yes, of course, as far as I will have something to eat over there", I reply to him."Waw!" He mutters and swirls the car round to go the other way. He is smiling to himself and his smiles seems to be contagious because I am smiling too."I'm not going to cook, that's one of the conditions", I am trying to play hard."Don't worry, I will cook. After all, I promised you a date", he answers me."What?" I didn't know he could cook. "You know how to cook? I thought you were going to order something or_""I will cook for you, beautiful.""Uhmm, really?""Really
CHAPTER 51After eating, I fall asleep cuddled around Andre. When I wake up, I find myself on Andre's bed with him beside me. We were on the couch when I originally fell asleep. The, continuous protest of my stomach woke me up. I am hungry again and I have the urge for a burger. I open my eyes to see Andre watching me with his right hand on his jaw and the left hand in my hair."Sleepyhead", he mutters when he sees me awake. I yawn."What is the time?""3pm", he answers. I don't know how to tell him that I am hungry again. I literally just ate. I shouldn't be thinking this much just because I want to ask for food.I move to seat up and say something when he hovers over me, placing my hand on his chest. I am lost as I stare back at his blue ocean eyes and rubbing my hands over his chest. He closes his eyes to enjoy the moment. I feel he enjoys me doing that. Touching him.