Chapter Three

{I'm carrying his baby}

    "Ohh..delivery" I handed the pizza over to him, and he gave me my money. He wanted to close the door, but then I stopped him.

    "Do we still have any unfinished business?" He said in a rather soft voice this time.

    "Umm..the thing is the business is not with you..but me?

    " I said, and I could see the confusion on his face.

    "Actually...I need your help with something..you see...?"

    "Will you go straight to the point and stop beating about the bush?" he said coldly again.

    "Okay..okay, the thing is, I need to use the restroom," I said, holding my stomach. But he just stood there staring at me like I was displaying some movie without saying anything.

    "I really need to pee, please, "I said again, fidgeting with my legs.

    "You..." He said and examined me from head to toe.

    "You don't really expect me to let you take your filthy, stinking and ever-disgusting Body into my house talk less of my toilet"

    "Wha...what! Dis..gus..ting" I Stammered.

    "You know this is the problem with you bitches..anytime you see a handsome guy you'll look for every possible to get them into your traps but I'm sorry to say Missy I'm not one of those shameless guys you chase around get that into your skull whore!" he snapped and slammed the door to my face.

    "Geez...did he just call me a whore?..that he must be so blinded by his handsomeness that he didn't realize his brain was turned upside down..how dare he call me a whore" I kept banging the door till it opened widely and I almost fell. I entered the house while he kept yelling I go out, or he called the cops. I went straight to the restroom and eased myself.

    Shortly, I came out relieved and saw him sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

    "I want to tender my apology, I didn't mean to do that but it was urgent," I said and made my way to the door

    "Also, I'm not a whore and have zero interest in you, so I hope you don't misunderstand " I tried opening the door, but it was locked.

    "You shouldn't be in a hurry..the police are on their way" he said after a moment of silence.

    "What po..lice?..why police?"

    "I reported you for trespassing" He dropped the bombshell, and before I could say jack, I heard a knock.

    "Oh, the cops are here", He said with a smirk and went to open the door, leaving me dumbfounded.

    Anna's P. O. V.

    "Mr Liam Henshaw?" I heard one of the cops say uh! Liam Henshaw? Isn't he the one Scarlet was talking about..the young CEO...oh no! Before they could finish their conversation, I quickly took off my pizza jacket and put it in my stomach using my top to cover it, making it look like a pregnancy....it'd have been great if my helmet was here.

    "There she is", Liam said, pointing at me. Then one of the cops came to me.

    "Missy you're reported for trespassing therefore under arres__" I didn't let him finish when I started faking tears.

    "Liam...if you can't accept the pregnancy, just tell me, you don't really need to call the cops on me and my unborn child...if you hate me that much, I'll look for ways to bring him up myself...you shouldn't scare him like this..." I said with tears, and I managed to force it out.

    "Pre...pregnant..what a bitch.. cops don't mind her she's lying..that lady is a freaking liar..she only came to deliver__" I didn't let him finish when I started the fake tears again.

    "It seems like your father doesn't want us, baby...he must hate us so much...you did nothing wrong..you don't deserve this, baby," I said, rubbing my stomach and shedding crocodile tears.

    "Cops, since you came to take me, then you can, but please don't just harm my baby," I said in a breaking voice.

    "Hmm...Mr Henshaw, I think this situation on the ground does not concern us..it'll be better if you solve it among yourselves...madam?"

    "Yes officer"

    "Don't cry too much it's not good for the child..we'll take our leave now" he said

    "Then aren't you arresting me anymore...?" I asked with a pitiful face.

    "Yes..this is not a matter we can intervene in..it's between you two"

    "When can I take my leave now...I'm quite tired"

    "Of course, you can"

    "Hey! She can't go anywhere..hey bitch what the hell are you doing? This is not a fucking Hollywood...what  drama are you performing!" He yelled

    "Let's go officer I don't wanna hear his voice anymore"

    "Mr Henshaw..we'll take our leave now...let's go, madam" I followed the cop and stuck my tongue out at Liam, who stood there dumbstruck...I know he must be boiling with anger by now.

    "If you don't mind, we can drop you home", the cop said, and I declined the offer nicely.

    "My wife is also pregnant and will be put to bed soon like you ", he said. Fool, that was why he was easy to fool.

    "Oh really...?" I muttered

    "Anyways, take care of yourself", he said and left, and I quickly took off the jacket and wore it back; I wore my helmet and started the vehicle, then took off.

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    "Bill please!"

    "Coming!"I said and went to get his bill

    "Here" I handed him the bill and he gave me some money.

    "Keep the change" he said and winked before leaving.

    "Asshole..." I muttered and started cleaning the table.

    "Over here", I heard someone say, and I rushed over only to meet Scarlet.

    "One bottle of whiskey please," she said

    "Scar, what are you doing here?" I asked immediately.

    "To see you of course" she replied

    "Come on I know that's not true"

    "Just give me the drink, girlfriend. I'll tell you later; you don't want your boss to find out you are playing around", she said, and I gave her a look before going to get her drink.

    "Now tell me, why the hell are you here?..last time I checked, you said you did not like coming here?" I asked pouring her drink.

    "Alright alright...I heard Liam visits this bar often," she said, and I split the drink.

    "Hey, are you okay?" She asked with concern

    "Did you just say Liam?" I asked, ignoring the drink.

    "Why? Is there a problem?"

    "Oh, it's. Nothing, if you don't mind can you wait for me my shift is almost over"

    "No problem, girlfriend...we can go together when you're done, but I wonder if I'll get to see him today...I pray I do," she said, and I cleaned the split drink and attended to the other customers.