CHAPTER 4: HER BABY'S DADDY IDENTITY: PART 1

Zoey's Pov

It's been two days now since I tried to kill my baby, the guilt still haunts me even when I've accepted to keep the baby. I think I'll pass through it some day, maybe when the baby arrives.

Emma has really been helpful, mostly with her words of encouragement. She's planning to go for a business trip to Beverly Hills, LA with her company. She wished I could tag along, but I can't leave my job for a two weeks trip.

My sick patients needs me more.

"Do you think I should carry my bikini along?" Emma asked me.

She had dragged me all the way from my room to hers to help her select the clothes she will use for the trip which happens to be the day after tomorrow. I looked up from my laptop to glance at her, she looked thoughtful.

My friend can be crazy when it comes to going for trips like this.

"Take whatever you need, sweetie." I said, rolling my eyes and focusing back on my laptop.

"Okay, but should I take the sexy one?" She asked.

I rolled my eyes, and looked at her. She is holding up a very sexy red flowered bikini.

"Why would you want to wear a sexy bikini? You know it's a business trip, and not a fun trip?" I said, narrowing my eyes at her. More like suspecting her.

"Yeah it is, but you have no idea about the investor. He is super handsome. I want to impress him, and also make him fall helplessly in love with me." She said dramatically.

I rolled my eyes, what can one do to tame this crazy friend who can't rest when she sees a handsome man.

"Seriously, Emma? Seriously?" I asked, giving her a - not so cool kinda look.

"I'm being serious, Zoey. If you know who Rowan Weston is, you'd know why I'm going this crazy about him." She said, dreamily.

"Who cares?" I said, rolling my eyes on her statement.

"You will when you see him, hold on." Emma said.

She reached out for her phone, did a few scrolling and then jumped on the bed. She settled down next to me.

"Take a look." She said, handing her phone to me.

I rolled my eyes before collecting the phone from her. I stared at the phone in horror when I saw the picture of the man.

It's the same man that I got intimate with at the club house.

He's the father of my unborn baby.

"See how shocked you look, I told you he's very handsome." Emma said, breaking my thoughts.

"It's him." I uttered, still staring at the picture as images of his face that very day starts flashing in my head.

"What is it?" Emma asked.

"He's the man I got intimate with at the club house, the one I told you about." I said to Emma who stared at me in shock.

"Are you sure about this?" Emma asked, and I nodded.

"I have never been sure about anything in my life." I said.

Emma came down from the bed, pacing back and forth. I stared back at the picture once more, just to be sure I'm not dreaming.

"If you're sure about this, it means your baby won't be fatherless." Emma said.

I looked up at her, trying to understand where she's coming from or heading to with this.

"This is actually shocking good news." Emma added, sitting back on the bed.

"How is it shocking good news?"

"You've not only found the father of your unborn child. You're also carrying the baby of a handsome multi-billionaire. Rowan Weston." Emma said excitedly, but I don't see anything to be excited about.

"What if he doesn't remember me, and denies the child?" I asked, because it's been about a month ago when the incident happened.

He must have forgotten me, and forgotten he ever slept with me. Like he said, it was a mistake.

"Well, there's only one way to find out." Emma said, with a sly smile.

I looked at her with a frown, what is she thinking?

***

Rowan's Pov

"The meeting with the investing company is tomorrow, and you're just informing me now?" I yelled at my personal assistant.

He stared down, looking terrified on the way I yelled at him. What is he? A girl?

"I…I'm sorry sir. We got so occupied with other work that I totally forgot about it." He tries explaining himself.

"Since when did you start forgetting things? Is that what I pay you for?" I half yelled, feeling my rage going out of hands.

"I…I'm sorry, sir." He said, trembling like a leaf.

These past few weeks has been so stressful for me, mostly emotionally. I've buried my whole life in work, just to escape the hurt that Gianna had caused me.

But I think in the process, it made me more grumpy and I get angry at every little thing. I'll have to leave it this way if it helps me forget the pains I'm feeling in my heart.

"Do you know what? just get out." I said, trying to calm my temper by rubbing my temples.

I heard the door shut. I raised my head and relaxed more into my chair with my eyes closed. I've been having very bad headaches lately, and I think it's because of the workload and too much alcohol intake lately.

Knock!

Knock!

I heard the door open, immediately after the knock. I opened my eyes to see it was my secretary, I narrowed my eyes at her.

"What is it?" I asked, giving her a strict look.

"I'm sorry sir, but two women are waiting at the lobby. They wish to see you." She said,

"I told you I didn't want to see any visitors, didn't I?" I asked, waiting for her answer.

Why do my workers feel like getting me pissed today?

"I'm sorry sir, they said it's urgent." She explained.

I let out a sigh to calm down my temper.

"Send them in." I ordered.

"Okay sir." She said, and left.

I turned on my laptop, went to my email to check for any business file some company was to send to me. An email suddenly popped up, and it's from Gianna.

After I had blocked her from all my social media platforms, she started sending me countless emails. I still ignored it, didn't she get it when I told her we were done?

Knock!

Knock!

I looked up, the door opened and a young woman walked in. And there after, another walked in. The one behind looked kinda tensed, but the first seemed bold to me. They don't seem to look like business women.

"You may both take a seat." I offered, gesturing to the two empty seats in front of my desk.

The two of them sat down, but I can't help but notice the way the second one kept staring at me. I get that a lot from women though, but I can't help but feel like I've seen her from somewhere.

Maybe I'm just overthinking things.

"Who are you, and how can I help you?" I asked, resting my arms on my desk.

"You don't recall me?" The second woman asked, staring straight into my eyes.

Does she know me from somewhere?

"No, I don't. So explain yourself for I have work to go back to if you both ain't serious." I said, trying to wrap my head on why I feel like I know her from somewhere.

And it clearly states she knows me from somewhere too, but where?

"Then there is no use of this meeting." The second woman said, making me raise an eyebrow at her statement.

She stood up in an attempt to leave, but the other woman held her back.

"Explain yourself, or I'll do it." The first woman said.

"Can't you see it's of no use? No matter how much I explain, I don't think he'll recall me." The second woman stated.

Am I watching some stupid drama displaced by these two strange women?

"Please if you both women don't have anything to say other than this stupid drama, get outta my office." I stated.

I could see the surprise look on their faces, mostly the second one.

"We are not going till we say what brought us here." The first one said,

"So what do you have to say for I am losing my patience" I said.

Seriously, I'm already losing my temper with all these.

"Tell him, Zoey or I will." The first woman said, more like a warning.

"I'm telling you it's no use, let's go."

"Listen sir, this woman sitting beside me is pregnant for you." The first woman said.

My eyes went wide in shock, I felt the world coming to a stand still.

Zoey's Pov

"This is a very bad idea." I said to Emma who is sitting right next to me at

the lobby.

Emma's big plan is for me to follow her on this business trip to Beverly hills, and see the father of my baby a day before their meeting. She wants me to tell him that I'm carrying his child, and then find out if he still recalls me.

What a crazy idea, right?

I reluctantly agreed to this idea of hers, I took an excuse from work just to be here. Now I'm regretting it.

"It is a good idea, just relax and follow my lead." Emma tries to encourage me, but I'm having a very bad feeling about the whole thing.

"What if he doesn't remember me?" I asked.

Because there is no way he can recall a one night stand mistake.

"We'll help him remember." Emma said.

"And what if he still doesn't?" I asked, raising my eyebrow to her.

"He will, trust me." Emma said with a small smile.

I rubbed my face with my hands, letting out a deep sigh. I do trust her ideas, but this one doesn't seem to settle well with me.

"Please follow me." A female voice said.

I looked up to see it was a female staff of the company, the same staff that went up to inform him that they were people here to see him.

Emma stood up, ready to follow her. But I didn't get up, I don't really have the courage to proceed with this. I think Emma discovered what was going through my head, because she grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me along with her.

I really don't want to make my life more complicated than it is already.

We made our way into the elevator with the female staff. I tried to calm myself, and give myself courage. But it isn't working. I looked over to my dear friend who came up with this doubting idea, she seemed relaxed and excited to see the handsome CEO that everyone would die to see him.

I agree, he's handsome. But why will I want to die to see a human being like myself? It really sounds crazy.

The elevator stopped, and we walked out. This area seems to be the main office. Everyone seemed to be at one corner, looking so engrossed in their work like their lives depended on it. The interior of this side looks more beautiful than the one down the lobby.

"This is his office, you may all go in now." The female staff said, pointing to the door in front of us.

I've never felt this tensed in my life before. I looked over at Emma, giving her my pleading eyes to reconsider all these. But she ignored me, and knocked anyway.

I don't know why I'm feeling so tensed.

Is it because I feel this idea is a bad one?

Or is it because, I don't know how to face him and tell him that I'm carrying his baby from our one night stand mistake?