Chapter 88 I Had Love

"Is that okay?" Máximo asked, squeezing his spouse's hand tightly.

"Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Collins, you will have a child. The doctor announced, moving the probe over Isabella's belly, and showing the baby's figure on the screen.

Isabella brought her free hand to her lips, tears welling in her eyes. Although he already sensed it, the confirmation brought him immense happiness.

"Thank you..." murmured Maximus. "But that wasn't the question I asked you...

"What?" The doctor turned, confused.

"I'm happy it's a boy..." Maximo looked at his spouse and then turned to the doctor seriously. "But that's not the most important thing. I need to know if he's okay if he's healthy...

"Oh, sure, I'm sorry..." The doctor smiled, somewhat embarrassed, and returned to the screen. Isabella shed a tear when she heard her spouse's tender words. "Of course, Mr. Collins. As you can see here..." The doctor explained, pointing to the screen. "Everything is fine. He is a healthy baby, with measurements and weight according to the date, and his heartbeat is in good rhythm. They will have a very healthy child.

"Thank you. Maximus exhaled relieved, feeling happiness invade him. "Thank you, sir..." He repeated to the doctor.

"Well..." The doctor stood up, noticing the couple's excitement. "I'll give you a moment for you..." Discreetly, the doctor left the office.

"Thank you, love. “Once they were alone, Máximo turned to his spouse, bringing his face closer to hers.

“Why? Isabella asked, confused, her eyes shining with excitement.

- For giving me the honor of being a father... I promise to do my best to be the best father I can be, both for you and for our baby.

"Max, why do you say that?" You don't have to promise, I'm sure you'll be a great dad..." Isabella slid a hand towards Maximo's face, caressing him tenderly as she looked him in the eye.

"I..." Máximo looked down, with a spark of doubt, and kissed the hands of his beautiful spouse. "I don't know... To be honest, I'm a little scared...

"What?" Isabella tried to look for her spouse's gaze, she needed to look him in the eye. "Max?" He looked up.

“Sometimes... I'm afraid to make a mistake, do something I think is right, and end up hurting you or our child, like I did with my father's plan. I'm afraid of making mistakes, of not being a good father... In short, I am afraid of resembling, even minimally, Maximilian.

Isabella stood up from the gurney to hug Maximo tightly, feeling his heartbeat fast. "You will be, love, you will be a wonderful father... We may make some mistakes, we are not perfect, but... You're not like Maximilian, not one bit... You are a gentle, kind, and caring man... Our son will grow up surrounded by love, and that's what's important, I promise you.

Isabella parted slightly, kissing Máximo sweetly, he reciprocated, feeling his eyes burn from the mixture of emotions that overwhelmed him.

Yes, he was afraid and perhaps he would not be a perfect father, but Isabella was right, he did not have to be like Maximilian, because unlike his father, Maximo had love.

Maximo's heart was overflowing with love and affection, for his spouse, for his future child, for his family, all of it, including several members of the Sinclair family that he now considered his own family.

He would never be like Maximilian, an ambitious man who moved only for money. For this reason, Máximo felt much more powerful than his father, because he was moved by the love of his new family.

He had to forget about that man, only lately it was more difficult not to think of Maximilian, because until very recently, he himself turned him over to the authorities and testified against his father.

It had already been more than a month since Aiden uncovered all of Maximiliano's lies, the mafiosi who had taken him, had to return him before the month was up, because if they continued torturing him, he would surely not survive.

The trial against Maximilian had recently ended and he was finally in prison, so that should already be a closed chapter.

But there was still the media scandal, not only because of what happened with Maximilian, but also because of Isabella's pregnancy, who already had her belly somewhat bulging.

The Collins were at the center of a media hurricane, so lately they had to self-impose a more reserved life, while the wave of gossip passed.

The couple left the clinic and went to their apartment, for that night they had scheduled a dinner at the penthouse with the purpose of giving the news of the baby's sex to the rest of the family.

The last few weeks had only been seen for trial, so they needed a break, good news to share.

Isabella burst into the apartment office, where her spouse worked.

"Yes, is something wrong, honey?"

"It's just that my grandmother sent me a message..." Isabella looked at her phone, visibly confused.

- Did something happen?

“You say that there is a change of plans. He invites us to dinner at his house, as he used to do on weekends...

"But she had said it would be here in the penthouse..." Máximo said, surprised.

“Yes, I know. But now he says that it was something last minute, that he prepared a surprise for us and that he already warned Aiden..." Isabella explained. "Will you finish soon?" We should leave now to be on time.

"No..." Máximo sighed heavily, looking at the documents scattered on the desk. - The truth is that I have something left to finish. I assumed we would have dinner at home and thought I would have more time...

"Then I'll call her..." Isabella smiled with some sadness. "I'll tell you that it'd be better to leave it for another day..."

"No, you know what, why don't you go ahead?" Máximo suggested, noticing Isabella's downcast expression.

"What?"

"Yes, go to the chauffeur and I'll catch up with you later." Do you think so? He insisted, approaching his spouse, and taking her lightly by the waist. With my belly I couldn't bring it as close as before.

"No, Max, I don't think so. We were supposed to break the news to them together. Isabella held on to her spouse's broad chest, looking up.

"And we will..." Máximo gave him a small pick. - You will just go ahead, say hello, chat for a while and then I will catch up with you. I promise to hurry, I won't delay long...

"In that case, I'll wait for you." Isabella shrugged.

"And will you keep the family waiting?" You praise me, honey, but it doesn't seem right to me. - Máximo kissed his spouse's forehead with affection.

"But..."

- Don't be stubborn, Isabella, go ahead. In the meantime, I'll focus on finishing this as quickly as I can..." Maximo let go of his spouse and turned to go back to his post.

"Good..." Isabella exhaled. - Please don't delay...

"Don't worry.

The young woman left the office to call her driver, as they were going to visit her grandmother, in the main mansion of the Sinclair family.

*

Half an hour later, Máximo had finished the work he was doing and was picking up the papers, carefully arranging them, when someone burst into his office.

"Mr. Collins?" Margaret looked puzzled.

"What?" - Máximo looked up, confused. "Mrs. Sinclair, what are you doing here?" - He immediately stopped what he was doing to approach the woman.

- What do you mean, what am I doing here? I'm coming for dinner, as we had arranged..." Margaret clarified very seriously. "Where is Isabella?"

"No, wait..." Maximo stopped in his tracks, right in front of Margaret. - You sent a message to Isabella, she told her that you changed your plans, that dinner would be at her house...

"What?" I didn't do that..." Margaret began to rummage through her bag. "I haven't even touched my phone; I hardly use that device..." He kept looking. "I told Isabella clearly that we would have dinner at her house because this weekend I would give all my employees the day off...

"I don't understand..." Maximus murmured thoughtfully.

"Mr. Collins..." Margaret looked up, tired of checking the bag. "My phone isn't..."

"What do you mean he's not there?"

"He's not there!" Someone must have taken it, obviously. As I told you, I hardly use that device, it's always in my bag to take it with me when I go out...

Máximo felt that he lost his breath.