Chapter 11

The old lady placed a gentle hand on her grandson's shoulder, her expression soothing. "That's all in the past, now let's get back to our dinner."

Lionel's face twisted in frustration. “How can you be so calm grandma? He's the one who made you loose your shop!”

The old lady smiled faintly. "Even if we bring it up dear, what will be done? Will it change anything? or do you believe we could win a court case against Mr. Blackwood?"

Lionel's scowl deepened, but he did not say anything else, his fists just quietly clenched by his sides.

~Aubrey

My attention soon shifted to little Kiya, who excitedly skipped towards me with her doll. "This is Victoria, but I call her Pink Vickie!"

I smiled, taking the doll from her. "Pink Vickie? But what's the 'Pink' for?" Kiya giggled, her eyes sparkling. "It's because her hair is pink!"

I mouthed an 'O' and smiled. "I see."

Just then, Alexander's deep voice cut through the warmth. "Drop the kid and go to bed, you're already carrying one in your tummy, isn't that enough?"

I rolled my eyes. "You can't order me around."

Alexander arched an eyebrow. "Go to bed." His voice brooked no argument.

I shot him a glare before reluctantly handing Kiya back to her grandmother. He really had no joy.

As I walked towards the sofa, I felt the other side of the sofa sink in and I turn to see Alexander, but he ignored me, shutting his eyes closed. Before long, exhaustion claimed me, and I yawned before drifting off to sleep.

Soon after, Alexander slowly opened his eyes and he turned to face Jarred sitted on the opposite couch."Keep a close watch. I don't trust these people."

Jarred nodded, his face void of emotion. "Yes sir."

Alexander's eyes lingered on Jarred for a moment before he, too, closed his eyes.

The Next Morning..

~Aubrey

My eyes slowly fluttered open, my mind a mess. My vision once a blur began to steady itself and I finally realise that I was in Alexander's house.

How did I get here?

I rub my temple and groggily swing my legs over the side of the bed and stood, surveying the room. What about the old lady and her family? Had we left without telling them?

I made my way downstairs and I see Alexander sitted in the living room, already dressed, his aura imposing. His gaze suddenly met mine, and for a moment, I forgot my surroundings.

How does he grow more breathtaking each day?

I immediately shake off the thought, focusing on my parched throat. Coffee. I needed coffee.

As I headed towards the kitchen, Alexander's voice soon halted me. "Leave whatever you're doing, let's go."

I turned, wondering if he was addressing me and I see his eyes locked onto mine, he was indeed talking to me. "Us? Go where?" My voice came out husky from sleep. Alexander rose from his seat.

"Where else? To the hospital."

My eyes widened. "We're still taking the DNA test?!" The yell escaped before I could contain it and I coughed, lowering my voice. "But the old lady.. she confirmed I was pregnant."

Alexander's gaze pierced mine, his expression unreadable. "Let us go."

My heart skipped a beat. Even after everything, he still wanted to get a DNA test done?

I look up to see his eyes still on me, his commanding presence left me breathless. I knew he was waiting for me to make a mistake and reveal any sign of untruthfulness, but I knew better and I steeled myself, ready to face whatever laid ahead.

As I trailed behind Alexander, I couldn't help but suddenly feel self-conscious about what I currently had on. I was still in my pink bathrobe, with my nightgown underneath, Alexander on the other hand looked impeccable in his tailored suit. God, this was embarrassing!

"Alexander, wait!" I called out, tugging at my robe's sash. "I'm not exactly dressed for—"

Alexander halted, turning to gaze at me over his shoulder. "Do you want me to repeat myself?" His tone was laced with impatience.

I bit my lip, reminding myself that my mission was to gain his support, not anger him and so I quietly followed him out of the house.

We walked towards a sleek black chopper perched in the middle of the large compound. The noise was deafening, but Jarred stood beside it, unfazed by the noise nor the sharp blades rotating.

Who exactly was this guy?

Alexander handed me a headset as we boarded the chopper, I put it on and the chopper soon took off, soaring into the sky. Some minutes later, we landed on the roof of The Langley's Hospital, the speed not even allowing me process my thoughts well.

As we entered the hospital, people gawked at us. They all shot me nasty looks, but when their gaze fell on Alexander, it'd turn to admiration. I ignored them, focusing on the task at hand.

In the VIP sector, we met Conner, who greeted Alexander with a nod. "Right on time Mr. Blackwood."

He then smiled at me. "It's nice to see you again, Mrs. Blackwood." I returned a wary smile, and Conner led us into a room.

As I lay on the bed, my mind began to wander and Alexander's voice soon snapped me back to reality. "Scared?"

I shook my head. "No."

He smiled faintly, barely noticeable if you didn't look close enough, and I wondered what he had up his sleeve. Alexander left the room, and so did I and later I was called back in, and I see a nurse already preparing the equipments. Seizing the opportunity, I tried to beg Conner to fake the DNA test, but he cut me off mid-sentence.

"The procedure will begin now, Mrs. Blackwood."

My heart sank. I was screwed.

After the test, I walked into the waiting room where Alexander and Jarred were situated and I take in a deep breath knowing that I was about to face the consequences of my own actions, but what I heard Conner say next took me completely off guard. "The DNA matches perfectly Mr. Blackwood. The child is yours."

Alexander nodded curtly, his gaze locking onto mine but I stood frozen, shocked by Conner's words. Alexander didn't say a word before turning to leave.

Conner on the other hand leaned in close to my ear, his voice low. "Next time, do not call me out so much when I'm working Mrs. Blackwood, or else you want your husband's spy to strip me of my job."

My eyes widened. Was he talking about..?