บททั้งหมดของ Grooming Our Love: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

NATASHA"Boxes of pizza and barbecues, a party tonight. And for what? Damage control?"Baby, I got you something," Michael uttered from behind me while I folded the clothes I took from the laundry. "I heard that pregnant women crave foods that they don't eat much, so... pickles?"How dare this guy?I want to know what he's into that makes him so gutsy like this. Does this friend of his a woman? What did they do? Why did he have to lie to me?He wants to keep something from me? Fine, he could, but he should never expect me to tolerate it because what I'm about to do to him is the silent treatment. He has to stomach it until I miss him, which will happen once he explains everything to me.Do I have to say something? No, he has to figure it out himself."And uh-- our mom and dad are downstairs, and I believe your sister is on her way here. I had a call from Richie just a few minutes ago; he said they were stuck at a checkpoint just a mile away from here," he said, trying to catch my atte

NATASHALaura's laughter from behind me is making me feel more agitated. The more my family ignores what's going on, the more burdened I feel.What if something happens to Michael? I could never accept that, not now that I'm carrying his child and we're getting married.My finger fumbled with the engagement ring he gave me, sitting right on top of the wedding ring that made us official even without standing in front of the altar."Loosen up, Nat, he's going to be fine," Richie's soothing voice woke me up from spacing out. I lifted my head just to see him swaying Nathaniel, who's currently dozing off in his arms.Taking a deep breath, I nodded and showed a hint of my smile. "I know," I simply uttered, but still, I entertained the uneasiness I feel in my heart."You know Michael is a very reckless and stubborn man, but I know he will move mountains just to get all of this through."That was Michael, persistent and never knowing how to give up. I envy him for being strong, for being able

NATASHATime was ticking, and my heart seemed to fail with every passing second. I kept my mouth shut, even as the man who had us tied up bore a hole in me with his gaze."This is itching my fingers to pull the trigger," he murmured, tossing aside the fork he used to eat the skewered meat Dad Quintus had grilled.The clanking noise made my shoulders tense, gasping for air as I closed my eyes.I could feel a sudden pain in my stomach. My baby, no! I had to stay calm.Breathing in through my nose and exhaling slowly through my mouth, thinking about Michael calmed me, but I couldn't help feeling even more nervous.Every footstep the man took decorated the air with silence, a noise I didn't want to hear. The tapping of the soles of his shoes described menace, and I felt threatened every second.The smell of his odor clung to danger. I could smell it, and I could feel the approaching distress."Hey, you," he pointed at one of his men who was shamelessly feasting on the food from the table

NATASHATwo months after the incident, I've become more cautious about what's around me, the people I encounter, and the smallest details that I could see.Michael told me everything, what happened before the incident and after.I figured out that Elena manipulated everything and he admitted to me that he also fell for her trap. He said that he thanked me, or else, he would have secured the wrong person.The aftermath, everything became a lot different than before. It's like everyone believed that we have moved on, but we haven't. Or is it just me who can't move forward?The aroma of the caffeine reached my senses as I stirred the coffee with a spoon, standing by the sink, my eyes looking through the window and found Michael heading to the back door while wiping his greasy hands."I finally fixed it, didn't I say so?" He proudly uttered as he opened the back door. "I'm Michael Montero, baby." He came close to me, and I immediately stopped him."Oh my God, Michael. Don't you touch me w

MICHAELI can feel the coldness of her hands against mine; I can see how edgy she becomes as she fidgets on her seat for the past few minutes.The soft song coming from the speakers isn't loud enough to drown out the loud beating of her heart because from where I am, I can hear it."Relax, baby. No one's going to eat you here aside from me," I joked and squeezed her hand lightly. "Unless you need me to ease you down. I'd be glad to attend you in one of the rooms available in Dad's house," I whispered to her.I expected her to scold me and slap my shoulder, but instead, she stood up and pulled me with her.Looks like her hormones are getting stronger and stronger. I like it when she's the one insisting.Passing by Richie, who's carrying a tray of food, probably for Nathaniel, I nodded at him when he looked at us with a frown. Must be because the party is about to start, and we're heading back inside the house.Wincing, I discreetly pointed at Natasha, and he already knew what it means.