46 Ella

He looks at me with mocking eyes like I am the most stupid woman on the face of the earth. He doesn’t say anything, but his action speaks it all. I froze. My thoughts drift right away to the paintings Zed had purchased recently. Why does he need so many?

Mr. D seems to have read my thoughts. “When a man cares for a woman with an unrealistic devotion, it’s already called obsession.”

My heart must have skipped some beats because I suddenly feel dizzy. My breathing has also become shallow.

 Zed is obsessed with Yen!

But this is not the place to break out my emotion, so I take deep breaths until I calm down a little.

“Are you alright?” he asks, gawking at my face. I wonder how he speaks like an average man today.

“I’m a little dizzy,” I tell him with an air of confidence exuding from within. But when he furrows his brow, I add, “As what every pregnant woman experiences.”

He casts me a lazy look. “These painti