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Even after our heated argument, I can’t stop myself from smiling. I look at the ultrasound picture that I keep on holding and looking at it. It is just sad that it is not my baby.
I heaved a deep sigh. If it is mine, I will be the luckiest man in the world, and I never witness this magical moment of what we call life before. And if I know that the doctor will do this, I should do the 3D picture, and I heard that you could see the baby clearly by using the advanced sonogram machine. And it is not cheating. We are just excited.
“Your excellency, we are here,” Damian called my attention.
“Where are we?” I asked without looking at him, my attention still on the picture. The doctor said that Cameron would be in danger and also the baby. My protectiveness took over on me. I am more eager to bring her back to Spain. She needs the best doctor in the world.
“I believe we are at the Mezzu Restaura
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Chapter 22 “I don’t understand. Are you this cold and numb towards me?” Alejandro asks me without a hint of sarcasm. I nodded. “Yes,” I answered truthfully since that was, I really feel. “You really hate me that much? Even a simple thank you. I didn’t receive from you.” His eyes darken while looking at me. He is sitting in front of me now, devouring his favourite food. “But I don’t need those fancy things in the first place.” I tried to be calm. I grabbed
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