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Chapter Twenty Nine

Author: Sammy
last update publish date: 2026-04-06 19:32:07

Gesare

"Can I start the treatment after I have the baby?" I ask her sitting back down, "I only have five more months to go."

"You can but the" her phone rings the sharp sound slices through the silence, making me flinch slightly.

She glances at the screen and something in her expression shifts slightly.

“Excuse me, I have to take this,” she says softly.

She turns the phone just enough that I see the name, of course it was Kumba calling her.

“Please don’t answer that,” I say quickly, my voice
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    Kumba.I wake up to sunlight, and for a second, I don’t move. I just lie there, staring at the ceiling, trying to piece together where I am without actually thinking about it.Then I feel it, a body next to mine, Moraa. Everything from last night comes back in fragments, blurred edges, sharp moments, the taste of whiskey still sitting heavy at the back of my throat.I close my eyes briefly, exhaling through my nose.“Good morning,” her voice comes out, soft, almost careful.I turn my head slightly.She is sitting up in bed, a tray balanced neatly across her lap. Breakfast, Juice, Coffee, the whole picture of something domestic. It's one of the things I always loved about her, she was feminine. I look at her and she is smiling up at me, I push myself up slowly, my body heavier than usual, my head dull but manageable.“Morning,” I mutter.She shifts closer, placing the tray in front of me like it means something.“I thought you might be hungry,” she says. “You didn’t really eat anythi

  • THE PREGNANT VIRGIN AND THE RUTHLESS HEIR    Chapter Thirty

    Kumba.I don’t move for a while long after she is gone. I just stand there in the parking lot, staring at the empty space where she was standing like if I look hard enough, she will somehow come back but she doesn’t.My jaw tightens, my hands curling into fists at my sides.“It’s time for you to move on with your life.”The words replay in my head, over and over again.A bitter laugh almost escapes me as I think of the irony of it all. A homeless girl who had close to nothing was brushing me off, normally I was the one doing the brushing off. I drag a hand down my face, exhaling sharply, trying to steady something inside me that feels like it’s spiraling out of control.This is ridiculous, she is a girl I barely know, someone I was just helping and yet I can't get her off my mind. But my mother was right, I was neglecting my duties trying to play hero to a woman I barely knew, it was time I went bacl to my normal life and focus on more important things. I turn sharply and head bac

  • THE PREGNANT VIRGIN AND THE RUTHLESS HEIR    Chapter Twenty Nine

    Gesare"Can I start the treatment after I have the baby?" I ask her sitting back down, "I only have five more months to go." "You can but the" her phone rings the sharp sound slices through the silence, making me flinch slightly.She glances at the screen and something in her expression shifts slightly.“Excuse me, I have to take this,” she says softly.She turns the phone just enough that I see the name, of course it was Kumba calling her. “Please don’t answer that,” I say quickly, my voice lower than I expect.She pauses and looks at me confused “Gesare”“Please,” I repeat, softer now. “Don’t tell him I am here.”There is something in my voice I don’t recognize when I say it. “He has helped me enough,” I continue, my fingers tightening slightly in my lap. “And I appreciate it, I really do.” I swallow.“But he has his own life. His own personal relationships he should be focusing on.”Moraa’s face flashes in my mind, how furious she had been when she saw me in kumba's house, and

  • THE PREGNANT VIRGIN AND THE RUTHLESS HEIR    Chapter Twenty Eight

    Gesare.Her phone rings and at first she tries to ignore it but it rings again. The sharp sound slices through the silence, making me flinch slightly.She glances at the screen and something in her expression shifts, just slightly.“Excuse me,” she says softly still holding the ringing phone. She turns the phone just enough that I see the name, it's Kumba. “Please don’t answer that,” I say quickly, my voice lower than I expected but loud enough for her to hear.She pauses and looks at me.“Gesare” she starts, but I immediately cut her off. “Please,” I repeat, softer now. “Don’t tell him I am here.”There iw something in my voice I don’t recognize.“He has helped me enough,” I continue, my fingers tightening slightly in my lap. “And I appreciate it, I really do.” I swallow.“But he has his own life. His own personal relationships.”Moraa’s face flashes in my mind.“I was ruining that by staying in his house,” I add quietly. “He needs to move on and I need to move on with my life to

  • THE PREGNANT VIRGIN AND THE RUTHLESS HEIR    Chapter Twenty Seven

    GesareThe motel smells like bleach I notice it the second I step inside thanks to the nausea I have been experiencing. It’s not unbearable just persistent. Like it’s soaked into the walls, the curtains, the thin carpet beneath my shoes. The kind of smell that tells you a hundred different stories have passed through here, none of them particularly happy.I tighten my grip on the strap of my bag as I walk up to the reception desk.The man behind it barely looks at me.“Room?” he asks flatly.“Yes,” I answer, my voice quieter than I intend. “Just for a couple of days.”He nods, taps something lazily on his computer, then names a price, it's cheap, cheaper than I expected.That should make me feel better but it doesn't, but I pay anyway.Because this is what I chose and it's getting dark outside and I am exhausted, I need to lay down, I can't walk anymore. A few minutes later, I am standing in front of a narrow door with peeling paint, a small brass number hanging slightly crooked.Ro

  • THE PREGNANT VIRGIN AND THE RUTHLESS HEIR    Chapter Twenty Six

    KumbaI check the time again, my thumb hovering over my phone screen as I lean back slightly in my chair at the dining table, I am starting to get irritated, I hate waiting.It's seven thirty eight, dinner was supposed to be at seven and she knows it.I glance toward the staircase, half expecting to hear footsteps soft, hesitant, the kind that always made me aware of her presence before I even saw her.But there is nothing, it's just silence. I exhale slowly, setting my phone down on the table.“She is probably just taking her time,” I mutter under my breath. It’s not unusual really. A small frown tugs at my lips as images from her this morning in a towel come back to me, but then I remember how I walked out and the irritation comes back. I shift slightly in my seat, my gaze drifting back to the staircase.The staff had finished setting everything minutes ago before quietly disappearing, leaving the space to me.I reach for the glass of water in front of me, taking a slow sip as I

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