บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant After A One Night Stand : บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Jasmine's POV Michael stays silent for a while, and the only thing that can be heard in the room is the occasional drop of water dripping into the sink that comes from the other side of the room, precisely from the kitchen.Which leads me to think that someone didn't secure the tap well enough. I make a mental note to myself to go and check it later, but for now, the fact that Michael has gone silent is of utmost importance to me. Who would have thought that my mind would be in such chaos just because my 4-year-old decided to keep silent? "What's going on in your mind?" I finally ask him, unable to bear it anymore.Michael shakes his head and looks up at me with a soft smile, then pulls back from me a little. "Nothing much," he mutters. "Can you hand me your phone for a while?" he asks with a cute smile, already opening his little hand like he expects me to do it at once.I raise an eyebrow. I'll be damned if I say that I am not in the least curious as to what he's up to."Well, w

Nicole POVI stand in this pause, staring at the phone, and for the first time in my life, I feel confounded, unsure of which decision to take. My hands tremble slightly. I take a glance back at the dining room. They are still waiting for me, although the dinner has already commenced. I doubt they are really thoroughly invested in their food, though."Okay, okay buddy, I'll be right there," I speak into the phone, and cut the call. I know that I have to make a decision, I'm fast. So, without thinking, I grab my coat again, and turn to the dining room, heading for the door. "Hey, where are you going?" Fabio stood up, looking at me, with a dismayed expression on his face."I have urgent matters to attend to," I say, looking at everyone at the table, daring them to try and stop me. None do. But Camilla faces my stare back, holding me. I have a feeling that she knows exactly what I'm up to. But I don't care, I'll deal with her later.I turn around instantly, and storm out. I storm out

Jasmine's POVI stare at him for a second or two. I know what he's thinking, and I also know that if I tell him now that I want him to stay, he's sure going to stay. But I would hate to see the look of satisfaction on his face, because it's kind of rubbing me of my superiority."It's early late," I say instead, trying to change the topic. "Well, Nicholas is an eyebrow. I've walked him the night before. This is no new thing for me.""You can stay. I have a spare room," I continue to argue with him."You know, Jasmine," he says, going back to where I am, and I can already feel my heart hammering in my chest. "If you want me to stay, then you can simply say it. I'm sure there's no harm in that, right?"He says it's work for me that I cannot have to sleep. There it is again, the infuriating little smile that forces me to come to terms with the way I act currently.I am really tempted to say that it's no big deal to tell him to go if he wants to act how he says for everyone. Even though we

Nico POVThe bright light of the sun shines down on my face from the open window, and I blink awake. I suddenly sit up and look around the room. It's very unfamiliar.I know that there's no one but the Martian, and then suddenly all the events of last night blow into my memory. I look around and feel my face flush with light embarrassment.Looking, feeling across the bed, I realize that I'm the only one in the room. Somehow, the events that happened in the living room ended up in the bedroom. Honestly, that leaves very little to the imagination.I force myself upright and step out of the bed, putting on my shoes as I go. I know that I have to head back now. Just as I'm about to go, looking at the table that's at the corner of the room, I catch a white note between two books.Genuinely curious, I step closer to it, and slip this paper out. It's a note, even though I've not seen her write before. I'm quite certain that it's from Jasmine too.However, after reading the content of the not

Kamila's POV: The BastardI clench my fists in anger as I stare at his back while he departs with one of his henchmen at his side. I seem to remember his name - Fabio, wasn't it? Peter's next in command. Well, I don't care. I don't care about him doing anything.All I care about now is the fact that there is some bitch somewhere halfway across the world who is trying to steal my position. I clench my fists harder, my nails digging into my skin, turning my knuckles white. I'm shaking with pure anger.Diego steps in at that moment, and I try to mask my expressions, forcing them back to the poker face that everyone knows me for, but he already sees through it and walks towards me. His eyes show the same worry as my brother's."You said you had him under control!" I yell at him immediately as he gets close enough to me. "You said that everything would be fine!" I say, unable to help the betrayal that is etched deep in my voice.Diego seems unaffected by it, however, and shoves his hands