"If I'm the father should I not have a say over this?" Burke asked. The shock of what he had just heard could not leave his face. How could she think of doing something like this? "Maybe you can make decisions like that when you are the one who carries the baby" "Okay here's what we will do, give birth to the baby and give it to me. I'll take care of the baby" he said. If he did not know about the baby he wouldn't have cared but now that he knew he had to make sure the baby received as much love as he lacked growing up. "I won't carry this baby," she said tapping the table. "Why?" he said almost crying. "Because carrying this baby means I would devote at least a year of my life to tending to it and at least six months to get back into my shape. That's a long time" she said in a tone that suggests that he should know this and not ask her such questions. "And?" he asked confusion at what she was driving at. "And I don't have that time. No man would approach me if I am pregnant
"What?" Emma said. "Marry me, let's give the child a proper home," he said again. Emma took a step backward and then burst into laughter. "Nice prank," she said as she could not control her laughter. "I am serious" "Oh no way, it must be a prank," she said as she wiped the corners of her eyes. "I am very serious," he said again. "The child does not need to die or grow up in a broken home. We love each other and can be together" "Burke there is no way I would think of marrying a pauper like you. Love? I love you. There was never a moment like that" "So you chased me around for years and you did not like me?" he asked perplexed that he took a step back. "I only chased you around because Jessica liked you and I hated Jessica. She was always too happy even though there was nothing joyful about our situation. It also seemed like people naturally liked her. I had to put in effort so others like me and it always did not end up well" "What?" "It was always so frustrating. Remember o
Emma entered the maternity center of the hospital. She wanted to go all the way and she was going to make sure of it. The hospital was not the same one she usually went to. She changed hospitals when she heard that Dawson Delgado was hospitalized there. She might have a real chance of running into Xavier there. After a brief consultation with the doctor they set a date for the procedure and she took her leave. Since the day was just beginning she decided to wait in the lobby. She might get to see him today if she got lucky. A few minutes after she sat down she watched as Jessica came in the hospital and walked right to the elevator. She waited for the door to open before she went in. "Did she come alone?" she said loudly to herself. Her questions were soon answered when Xavier walked in a few minutes later. They came together? She felt her jaw tightened but she tried her best to ignore the situation. She stood up and brushed her skirt before she patted her head down. She walked to
"Hey papa," Xavier said as he entered the room. Jessica was sitting so close to his bedside and they were both giggling in happiness. He was kind of jealous at the sight of things but he also did not mind since it was Jessica. "Took you long enough," Dawson said as he eyed his grandson from head to toe. "The elevator ride was slow" He wanted to tell Jessica about who he encountered but he did not want to worry Dawson. "So are you here to take me home?" Dawson asked happily. "No," Xavier said taking his position on the couch. "What why? You promised to bring me back with you if I came. Are you going back on your word because I am a weak helpless old man?" "First off, Papa the emotional blackmail will not work, you are not a weak helpless man. You are old yes but weak and helpless?" Xavier started. "Xavier?" Jessica said cutting his rant off. "That's not the point""Oh yes, the main point" he shifts the upper part of his body from relying too much on the couch and sits up strai
Jessica and Xavier spent a little more time with Dawson until they both decided to go to work. The air between them was awkward because Dawson had teased them both saying he could smell love. Claiming he was old enough to recognize one when he saw it. Xavier offered to drive Jessica to work even though the air was tense. The road trip was quieter than one would think. "Your friend," Xavier said out of the blue. "My friend?" she asked turning to him. She was glad he broke the silence. It was better for them to talk to each other than to allow the air to loom heavy on their necks. "Yeah, the one at the police station that time," he said. "You mean Emma?" she said. The name alone left a bitter aftertaste in her mouth and she hated it. She had not seen what Emma did to her coming. She always regarded her as a friend so she wondered why she did that. "So that was her name?" Xavier said looming onto the road with a little morning traffic. "Did you block her?" he asked. When Emma had
The rest of the ride was with a little chat from both parties and a little silence alternating both ways until he finally dropped her off. She put some things in place before she returned home to make lunch. She concluded that since she could not take Dawson back home with her she might as well give him home-cooked meals. She made a quick lunch and then packed it. One of the things Xavier made sure to hammer on was that she should not come out without having one of the drivers take her out. "They are not for decoration. I pay them salaries every month, you should make good use of their services" in his exact words. She had Ian drive her to the hospital first. It was closer and she wanted to make sure that he ate first. By the time she entered the hospital room, she met a sleeping Dawson and a caretaker who told her that he had fallen asleep not quite long. She dropped the lunch box and the caretaker promised to ensure that Dawson ate the meal once he woke up. She left in a hurry
"I know you are very busy and I did not want to take up much of your time but the lady downstairs told me I must deliver it myself so here I am. I will drop this here and be out of your hair" she ranted. "It's lunchtime why would anybody be busy?" he asked as he stood up from behind his desk. "I thought you were having a meeting with Brian?" she asked as she watched him walk towards her. "He was asking me out to lunch," he said and she nodded. "Are you not going to sit? This is your first time here and you are in a hurry to leave?" he asked as he sat down on one of the chairs. She looked at him as if she was searching for extra approval before she took her seat. She sat on the same sofa as he did but she put a little space between them. "This is the lunch I brought for you," she said dropping it on the table before them. "Have you had lunch?" he asked. "Not yet, I plan to have some when I get back to the mansion" she replied. "We can share this one," he said nonchalantly as h
The word wife from Xavier's mouth was all Jessica needed to have butterflies swimming around in her stomach. She cleared her throat to hide her excitement. The lady she had seen on the deal outside of his office came in a few minutes later with a new set of cutlery. Jessica thanked her as he left the place. "Have I told you?" Xavier asked as Jessica wiped down the table with the disposable napkin she put in the lunch box. "That?" "You do make the best meals," "Better than your hotel staff?" she asked teasingly. Of course, she was not expecting him to agree. It would be a lie if he did. Those chefs were trained in the biggest and most prestigious schools in the world. All she ever did was go to a small college where she could barely learn anything. Most of what she knew she taught herself by practicing with uploaded videos on the internet. A vague recollection of her days in college flashed before her eyes. She remembered having to work part-time and then using the money she got