Chapter 3

Is that why you offered to help me? She asked in disappointment.

No, o my gosh! What did I just say? He asked himself as he dashed out if the house.

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Alexander could hardly contain his excitement as he paced around the room, his thoughts consumed by the news Samantha just revealed to him. He was going to be a father, and the prospect of holding his child in his arms made him feel alive with joy.

For so many years, Alexander had been trying to have a child with his wife Elizabeth, but their efforts had been in vain. And now, Samantha was carrying his baby. It felt like a dream come true, and he couldn't help but imagine how wonderful it would be to watch his child grow and mature under his guidance.

As he paced back and forth, his mind raced with all the things he would do for Samantha and the baby. He would provide her with the best medical care, a comfortable home, and anything else she needed. He would be the perfect father, doting and attentive, always there for his child, even if Samantha decided not to return to the mansion.

Alexander knew that his wife would be overjoyed too, at the news of a baby. She had been desperate for a child, and now that they were going to have one, their lives would be complete. He would have to break the news to her as soon as possible, and he hoped that she would be understanding of the situation with Samantha.

As he sat on the edge of the bed, Alexander started to reflect on his relationship with Samantha. He had always known that she was a special woman, even from the very first day she started working as their maid. Her humility, diligence, and caring nature had endeared her to him, and he had grown to care for her deeply over the years.

But now, everything had changed. Samantha was carrying his child, and he would have to do everything in his power to protect her from harm and provide for her needs. He knew that he would have to think of a way to present the issue to his  wife or anyone else about the baby, as it would cause a lot of complications.

As he lay down on the bed, Alexander's mind drifted to the future. He could already see himself as a father, holding his child and watching him grow. He knew that it wouldn't be easy, but he was determined to make it work. And with Samantha by his side, he knew that he could do anything.

The excitement in his heart wouldn't let him sleep, so he got up and went to the window, gazing out at the night sky. His thoughts turned to Samantha, and he wondered where she was, and what she was doing. He hoped that she was safe, and that nothing bad would happen to her or the baby.

Alexander knew that he would have to be careful from now on, but he was determined to make things work. He would do whatever it takes to protect Samantha and the baby, even if it meant putting his own life on the line. Nothing would stop him from being a good father, and he would do everything he could to make sure that his child had the best life possible.

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Alexander paced nervously in his sitting, trying to think of a way to tell his wife about Samantha's pregnancy. He knew that Elizabeth would be furious with him, and he didn't want to upset her, but he couldn't keep the news to himself.

He imagined the conversation they might have, playing out the scenario in his head.

"Alexander, why are you so agitated?" Elizabeth would ask, looking up from her book.

"Elizabeth, there's something I need to tell you," he would reply, taking a deep breath.

"What is it?" she would ask, her eyes narrowing suspiciously.

"It's about Samantha," he would say, watching her face for any sign of anger.

"Samantha? What about her?" Elizabeth would ask, sitting up straighter in her chair.

"She's pregnant," he would say, bracing himself for her reaction.

There would be a long pause, during which Elizabeth would stare at him in shock. Then, her face would darken with anger.

"Pregnant? How could you let this happen, Alexander? You know how I feel about our employees fraternizing with each other," she would say, her voice rising.

"I know, I know," Alexander would say, holding up his hands in a gesture of surrender. "But it's not like we planned this. It just happened."

Elizabeth would glare at him for a few moments longer, then she would stand up and begin to pace.

"This is unacceptable, Alexander. We can't have a pregnant maid running around the mansion. What if people find out?" she would say, her voice getting louder.

"I know, I know," Alexander would say again, feeling more and more helpless. "But what do you suggest we do?"

"I don't know," Elizabeth would say, stopping her pacing to look at him. "But we need to do something. And fast."

Alexander shook his head, trying to clear the imaginary conversation from his mind. He knew that telling Elizabeth would be difficult, but he couldn't keep the news to himself any longer. He had to find a way to break it to her gently, or else he risked losing both his wife and his child.

Alexander knew that he had to come up with a better plan. He couldn't risk losing Elizabeth's trust and jeopardizing his marriage. But he couldn't just ignore Samantha and their unborn child either.

As he continued to think, he remembered a conversation he had with a close friend who was a lawyer. The friend had mentioned something about adoption and how it could be a viable option for couples who were unable to conceive. Alexander knew it was a long shot, but he had to try.

He made a call to his friend and explained the situation. The friend promised to look into it and get back to him as soon as possible.

Days turned into weeks, and Alexander became more and more anxious as he waited for a response. He couldn't keep the secret from Elizabeth forever, but he also didn't want to risk losing his family.

He called Samantha and arranged to meet her in a discreet location.

Alexander arrived at the agreed-upon location to meet with Samantha, feeling nervous about the conversation they were about to have. He knew he had to tread carefully to avoid arousing suspicion from his wife, Elizabeth.

Samantha, on the other hand, looked anxious as she waited for Alexander to arrive. When he finally showed up, she gave him a cold stare and didn't say a word. Alexander tried to break the ice.

"Hi, Samantha. Thank you for agreeing to meet me. I'm sorry about what happened before, and I hope we can discuss things like adults."

Samantha didn't say anything, so Alexander continued, "I know you're pregnant, and I want to talk about the baby. I would like to adopt the child and take care of him or her. You don't have to worry about anything. I will provide for you and make sure you're comfortable."

Samantha looked at him with a mixture of surprise and anger. "What makes you think I want to give up my child? This baby is mine too, and I want to keep it."

Alexander tried to reason with her. "I understand, but you're a maid, and I'm willing to provide a better life for the child. Think about it. You won't have to work anymore, and you'll have access to all the resources you need. It's a win-win situation for both of us."

Samantha shook her head, "I don't want to give up my child, and I won't let you adopt my baby. But I have a condition. I'll give you custody of the child only if you marry me and make me your wife or That you sign a document stating that you'll never reveal to the child who his real father is," Samantha said firmly.

Alexander was taken aback by Samantha's condition. "What? That's impossible! I'm already married, and my wife can't find out about this."

Samantha looked at him coldly. "Then forget about adopting the child. I'll take care of my baby myself. And I'll make sure your wife knows everything about us."

Alexander hesitated for a moment. "Why would you want that the child doesn't know his real father?"

"Because I don't want my child to be associated with the likes of you. I want him or her to have a fresh start, a clean slate," Samantha replied, her voice filled with conviction.

Alexander thought for a moment. "Okay, I'll have to think about that. But you have to promise me that you'll let me be a part of the child's life. I want to watch my child grow up."

Samantha nodded. "I'll let you see the child, but only on my terms."

Alexander knew he had to think fast. He couldn't let Elizabeth find out about Samantha and the baby yet. He tried to convince Samantha to change her mind, but she remained adamant.

As the argument continued, Samantha stood up, "I'm leaving. Think about it. You have my number."

Alexander watched as she walked away, feeling frustrated and angry. He couldn't believe he was in such a mess. He knew he had to find a way out of this before everything spiraled out of control.

Alexander knew that it wasn't a perfect solution, but it was the best he could do under the circumstances. He felt a weight lifted off his shoulders, and he hoped that Elizabeth would be understanding when he finally told her the truth.

Alexander arrived home with his mind in disarray. He couldn't shake off the conversation he had with Samantha, it was as if her words were imprinted on his brain. He knew what she was asking was not right, but he couldn't ignore the feeling that he wanted to be a father.

As he walked into the living room, he noticed Elizabeth was sitting on the couch, flipping through a magazine. He walked up to her, still lost in his thoughts, and sat down beside her.

"Is everything alright, dear?" Elizabeth asked, looking up from her magazine.

Alexander sighed, "I'm not sure, to be honest."

"What's going on?" Elizabeth asked, concern etched on her face.

Alexander looked at her, trying to figure out how to explain what was going on in his mind. He couldn't tell her the truth, not yet anyway. So, he decided to play it safe.

"I just have a lot on my mind, work has been stressful lately," he said, knowing that wasn't entirely true.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Elizabeth asked, placing her hand on his.

Alexander shook his head, "No, it's nothing you can do. I just need some time to sort things out in my head."

Elizabeth nodded, "Okay, I understand. Just know that I'm here for you if you need me."

Alexander smiled at her, "Thank you, my love."

As he sat there, Alexander knew he had to come up with a plan. He couldn't ignore Samantha's conditions, but he couldn't let Elizabeth find out about the baby yet. He didn't want to hurt her, but he also wanted to be a father. The conflicting emotions were tearing him apart, and he knew he needed to make a decision soon.

He stood up from the couch, "I think I'm going to take a walk to clear my head."

"Alright, just don't be too long," Elizabeth said, watching him as he walked towards the door.

Alexander nodded and walked out of the house, feeling the cool breeze on his face. As he walked, he knew he had to come up with a plan, but he had no idea where to start. His mind was a jumbled mess of emotions and thoughts.

He knew he couldn't just ignore the situation, but he also didn't want to hurt Elizabeth. He had to find a way to make things work, to make everyone happy. But as he continued to walk, he couldn't shake off the feeling that it was impossible.

As he turned a corner, Alexander suddenly stopped in his tracks. He had an idea, but it was risky. He knew it could backfire, but it was worth a shot. He took a deep breath and started walking towards his destination, hoping his plan would work.