Semua Bab Once Upon A Drunk Night : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Lorenzo’s POV I organize my luggage, eagerly anticipating the moment I can surprise Elena. Having spent four days in Mexico, I have missed my beloved immensely, and I long to see her, to embrace her, and to feel her warmth against me. We have already completed the engagement and all related arrangements. I find myself weary of my time in Mexico, particularly in Elena's absence, prompting my decision to return to Los Angeles ahead of schedule. I am determined to surprise her; I am confident she will be taken aback. Although she pretends not to enjoy surprises, I am aware of her true feelings, as evidenced by the smile that lights up her face whenever I catch her off guard. I hastily pack my bags and secure my flight home. My mother enters the room while I am preparing, a smile gracing her features. "Do you love her that much? You are already getting ready to rush back to her, Lorenzo. I must admit, I feel a twinge of jealousy towards this woman; she has a remarkable hold over my so

Elena’s POV My mother was extremely angry with me; if I didn’t know better, I would have thought she truly despises me for abandoning my marriage. However, it was my father's expression that caused me the most pain. When he learned about the situation between Diego and me, it felt as though I had lost all of my father's trust, support, and love. He was visibly disappointed in me, which was evident when he walked away. It was happening; I found myself completely alone to confront everything, solely responsible for the blame. If I hadn’t been foolish and let Lorenzo go, he would still be here with me, providing comfort and happiness. But now, I am isolated, and the pain is unbearable; it hurts more than anything else in the world. My family is not supportive, Diego undoubtedly loathes me, and it won’t be long before Eloisa discovers everything as well. My secret affair has been exposed. I was unable to go to work or engage in any activities; everyone shunned me as if I were contagio

Elena’s POV It has been a week since everything calmed down between Eloisa and me, and I can't shake the feeling that she's a total nuisance. She trails after me, caring for me as if I’m carrying her child, and to say that she and my mother aren’t bothersome would be a lie. Both of them seem to anticipate this baby more than I do; they want to dictate what I should do, what I should eat to keep the baby healthy, when I should rest, and when to take a walk. They even accompany me to every doctor's appointment. The most irritating part is when Eloisa chooses my outfits, insisting that the color influences the baby's mood. I still wonder where she got such ideas from. Don’t misunderstand me; I appreciate their care for my baby, and it brings me joy, but it’s just too overwhelming. I can’t seem to find a moment of solitude; they’re both driving me crazy, and to make matters worse, my dad isn’t stepping in to help. He finds the whole situation amusing. That’s why today, I’ve decided to

Elena’s POV To claim that staying at home isn’t dull would make me a liar. I’ve only been home for a month, and I’m already feeling incredibly bored. If I don’t get out soon, I might just lose my sanity. To make matters worse, the baby has been kicking like crazy since last night. I’ve been deprived of sleep, which has made me emotional, and I’ve lost my composure. It felt as if the baby was throwing a party inside me, with kicks that were both painful and strong, as if he or she were playing football in there. I was sleep-deprived, bored, my stomach was in agony, and my hormones were not helping the situation. I found myself crying like a baby. My dad was extremely worried, and my mom was starting to lose her patience with me. She suggested we take a walk in the garden, but I insisted on going to the park instead; I’m just so tired of being cooped up in this house. So here we are, watching people having picnics and others passing by, enjoying the serene and peaceful atmosphere.

Lorenzo’s POV I embrace Elena, wrapping my arms around her and her round belly. I still find it hard to believe that she is now my wife and that she is here with me. It has been a month since our wedding, and I can honestly say it has been the most incredible month of my life. Elena's pregnancy is nearing its end, and her water has already broken, so we are eagerly awaiting the arrival of our baby, which has made her quite anxious. She has been in tears since then; it has been a week past the due date, and she fears that something might be wrong. I share her fears, but the doctor has reassured us that everything is fine and that the baby will arrive when the time is right. It took a considerable amount of time to finally get her to sleep. I hated seeing her cry, so I promised her that we would visit the doctor tomorrow to ensure he does everything possible to safely bring our baby into the world. I kept thinking about the baby as she shifted positions in my arms, seeming uncomfo