All Chapters of Pregnant For My Dad's Rival : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Mila’s POV…Standing in front of the Grayson mansion in oversized pants and a baggy tee was definitely not how I thought I would face my father after our last meeting. I gripped the hem of my shirt tighter, it was so big that it reached all the way to my knees, swallowing me whole. What was I thinking, leaving the restaurant this way? I should have at least gotten dressed.I thought to myself as I stood in front of the large mansion gates to the house I grew up in.I pushed every thought of Zaden away. Though something deep lingered within my chest, probably guilt from how I left the restaurant abruptly.There's no reason to feel guilty. We're not dating and he's not entitled to know my movements. We both needed that reminder, and it was high time we stuck to the boundaries we had set.I didn't know why I was pissed at Zaden, after all he was fulfilling his end of the contract by showing me.I switched my phone off because I knew once he noticed I was gone, he would be buzzing my

Mila's pov..The air sizzled with tension."What are you talking about?” I tried to mask the quake in my voice as I stared hard at Zaden for help, rescue, anything at all.“You are both faking; pretending to be alright when everything's not… clearly.” She gestured to my belly.I raised my brows still confused about what was going on.Zaden is secretive, but Mila, darling, even if I don't know you much. I don't expect to participate with Zaden in such an act.“I am sorry I lied to you…” Zaden cleared his throat, interrupting me.“What exactly are you talking about?” He asked his grandmother, still feigning ignorance, like he wasn't bothered at all.Mrs Blackwell let out a sigh, as she came closer to me, she took my hands in hers, “I know about your pregnancy being a high-risk one.”“Phew.” I let out a cool breath instantly calming my heaving chest. I almost gave myself up.“You both should have told me from the start.” Her eyes were glossy as she fixed her gaze on me.The poor woman wa

Zaden's pov…Candace's voice washed over the table, she rambled and circled back on old stories I'd already heard.I caught only bits of what she was saying as I zoned in and out.Out more than in.My fork hovered midair, forgotten.Candace was in front of me, but all I could see was Mila's face. How her eyes flickered when I mentioned the words dinner date.Or was I now imagining things?Imagination or not, it didn't help the guilt that sat heavily in my gut, settling deeper the longer I stayed.I wanted to be in bed with Mila, even though we weren't exactly on speaking terms. Thanks to me.I would still pick her silent treatment a thousand times over any other activity.“You seem awfully quiet tonight.”“Long day.” I sighed.“I have the perfect idea on how to relieve stress, why don't we ditch dinner and head over to my apartment?” She placed her hands on mine gently stroking them as she spoke.I jerked my hand from hers, she knew better than to touch me.Whenever Mila touched me, i

Mila's POV…Yellow tapes, police cars, and sirens blaring in the distance.I instinctively dialed Zaden's number.“Mila, what's wrong?” It would be the first time I ever called him.We had collected each other's contacts after we signed our contract, but since then I had no need for it.My voice croaked, “Can you come over to the restaurant?”No questions asked, “On my way.” Goose bumps covered my skin, as I stared at the damage done. The place was a mess, with broken windows and tampered plumbing.The police said it was a break-in, in search of valuables, common for new businesses.Nothing was missing and somehow, that made it worse.Something wasn't right. In a couple of minutes, Zaden arrived at the scene.“Where is my Fiancé?” Zaden yelled at one of the cops, shifting my attention from the scene before me.From where I stood I could see how tense his face was.“Zaden? I am here.” I called out for him.One of the police men tried to stop, Zaden scowled at him ready to push throu

Zaden's pov…“I won't let anyone hurt you,” I moved closer, closing the gap between us.“I won't get hurt…” “...Is that why you have been distant these past weeks?” She moved backwards, recreating the gap between us.“I didn't want to get you involved. These people are dangerous.” I didn't move again; I just stood, allowing my eyes to study her as I clenched my fist to stop myself from reaching out to her.“No, you should have told me, you don't get to choose what I can and cannot handle, I am not some fragile doll you keep in a chest, Zaden.” The tone of her voice increased slightly. “Don't go back to the restaurant at least until I have handled this situation.” I pleaded Mila was stubborn, but her safety mattered more. "I would go, what happened to ‘tightening security’?”"It would take at least a month to put maximum security protocols around the restaurant. If we start immediately, it would tip them off that we are scared.”“And not showing up, won't?”I sighed, “Mila please.”