All Chapters of His After One Night: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CarrieSo it might be clear at this point that I've never been too keen on getting married.However, there are times I imagined living a great deal of my life with someone special. I even sometimes went as far as imagining a magical wedding ceremony.So if the twenty-one-year-old college me could see what I am doing right now, she would drop dead for several minutes like the dramatic girl she is.The more I walked down the corridor leading to the open space where my wedding was located, the more my feet dragged.With each passing second, the reluctance to get through that moment grew, and that reluctance reached my legs so much that it began to feel as though stones were set in their soles.But do I have a choice?Even if it takes a whole day to arrive at my destination, I will still get married.My father made sure to send several messages to drill that particular truth into my mind. He also said that even though I was not deserving of it, he was going to allow me to use the outdoor

CarrieWithout stopping to look back, I stormed into my room.However, beyond my anger were the tears I have been trying to hold back ever since I realised Alessandro Valante would never reply to my messages.So, by the time I was standing in front of my dresser, my hands had become shaky, and my eyes were very red.“Carrie! What exactly is wrong with you?” My father barged in after, and my mom followed quietly.“I don’t know, Dad.” Before I faced him, I managed to hide my current weakness. “Everything?”“Carrie, I will not have you act this way.”“What way? What?” I tendered my palms in question. “Is it so wrong to throw up? I shouldn’t be sorry for throwing up, I am pregnant!”“Don’t you raise your-”“You know what, Dad, since you want to support Frank so much, since he wasn’t wrong to shout at me because of some cheap shoe, why don’t you get married to him? I am sure Mom won’t mind having a man as a rival. She didn't seem to mind years ago.”“Carrie!” My mother exclaimed from where

Carrie“I am surprised you are not trying to get rid of this baby,” my doctor friend, Rachel, said.Rachel is a friend I’ve had since I was five.Years ago, our families lived beside each other. Even though the bond both families formed has now tarnished, Rachel and I often meet up with the silent desire to continue the relationship that was cut short.“I can't.” I sank into the chair. “I need the baby.”She tucked a strand of her reddish-brown hair and lifted her brows with a knowing stare. “What?” I frowned.“You know this baby changes everything, right?”“It already has.”“And the father?”“A handsome stranger who hasn't replied to the messages I left him.”“He might still reply.”I scoffed. “Yeah, right. And he will save me from getting married,” I added sarcastically.She got up and grabbed a white file jacket. “Look at the bright side, though.”“Which side?”“Your baby will come out beautiful.”I nodded in agreement as I replayed Alessandro’s fine face in my head.Not realisin

Carrie“Miss Edwards?”“D-Do you think this is a joke?” I managed to ask.“Is it?”“How can you move in with me? That’s… absurd.”“Then come with me.”“No.”He gave a small nod. “Then it is settled. I’ll be living with you from now on.”His luggage, which I hadn’t noticed earlier, came into view, and Alessandro Valante prepared to drag it into the house.But I blocked his way. Well, I was able to successfully do that because he let me block him.“Mr. Valante.” My smile became wider like I was on steroids. ”I just told you. I’m fine. I don’t need you.”“You are the mother of my unborn child, Miss Edwards. I am not comfortable with leaving you here by yourself.” He let go of the luggage’s extensive handle to quickly draw up the sleeves of his slightly loose T-shirt. Now that I see it, he kind of looks sexy in casual wear.I guess he is a man who looks good no matter what he wears.Oh my goodness… Why is my mind derailing again?While urging myself to stay focused, I shook my head and

CarrieThe fear that immediately gripped me was one I had never felt in my entire life.I didn't even shiver this much when my father had a death scare because of a cardiac arrest that hospitalised him for many days.But there I was, unable to do anything reasonable. I could only stare for many seconds at the horrifying state of Alessandro.But I soon figured out that I was foolish for merely standing still.So, with cautious haste, I ran to the living room, grabbed my phone and rushed back to Alessandro, whose little groans assured me that he was still alive.Once I placed his head on my lap and lightly slapped his right cheek to keep him awake, I dialled 911.I was giving them the details of the situation when the rapid rising of his chest worsened.“Alessandro…” I worriedly cupped his face. “Please…” His breaths also became super haggard, as if he was already close to death. “Please…” I dropped the phone and hugged him to my chest. “Stay with me. I am here, okay?”Hurriedly, I gave