Chapter 7

Reality finally hits me at that moment. I had been so relived with the fact that I was able to fake the pregnancy test that I had totally forgotten about the DNA.

“I didn't remember it, I'll go back to the hospital tomorrow.” I speak and Alexander slowly rises from the chair, and only now did I realise how insanely tall this man was. His dark suite accentuated his broad shoulders and toned chest well, his hair slightly dishevelled, rested some inches just above his dark orbs.

As he took some steps closer, his height only became even more intimidating and I gulped, but I stood my ground and didn't move an inch back wards, instead I stared straight into his dark eyes.

As if understanding that I was trying my best not to feel intimated, a slight smirk crawled to the corner of his perfectly shaped lip. This was the closest to a smile I had seen him done, my past life and now.

His smirk was both alluring and unsettling, and it made my palms grow slightly cold in fear. I searched his eyes, trying to read his mind. Did he perhaps know that the tests were fake? Or does he have something else in mind?

But the next thing I heard him say countered my every thoughts and instead made my eyes buldge in both fear and panic.

“I’ll escort you personally to go see the doctor tomorrow. A husband should always be by his wife's side, no?”

I tried to feign a smile but I knew how disoriented it must look and then I chuckled, but it only gave out how nervous I was. “Haha, there's really no need to follow me, I'll be fine, J-Jarred is here.”

Alexander slowly straightened his back and folded his hands behind his back, an action I presume he was fond of.

His smirk which had initially enveloped his lips was now nowhere to be found, as if it had never been there and I will admit, his ability to quickly change his expression frightens me. “I am telling you, not seeking for permission-”

“No!” I subconsciously yelled abruptly cutting Alexander mid sentence and throwing the living room into pin drop silence. From the corner of my eyes, I see Jarred grip the car keys in his hand before slightly lowering his head.

That moment, I knew I was done for.

I slowly turn and face Alexander, expecting some sort of backlash, but instead, I was met with eyes that held a hint of.. wait, amusement?

I wasn't very sure, but before I could figure out what it was, it disappeared, leaving behind his normal stoic expression, once again amused by how fast he could change expressions. “So you've been lying?”

Panic immediately rose to my chest and I immediately shake my head. “Why would I lie about such a thing? I'm only saying.. there's really no need to escort me to the hospital, you're a business man and I presume you have a lot of work to do in the office, I don't want such trivial matter disturbing that.”

Alexander slightly tilted his head. “I see, so the heir to my empire is a trivial matter?”

My cheeks immediately flushed. “I didn't say that! I'm only saying your work–”

“Enough.” Alexander's stern voice cut into my sentence. “I will take you to go see the doctor tomorrow, that is final.” He lowered his back again. “Unless you're afraid of something?”

My palms fisted tightly by my sides and I stared into his eyes. “I am not afraid because I know I am saying the truth.”

Alexander smirked again, immediately making my stance waver a little, he looked dashing whenever he did that. I immediately bite down on my tongue, what in the hell am I thinking?

“I see.” Was all Alexander said before straightening his suite and then disappearing into what seemed to be a study room.

“I'll take my leave now.” Jarred announces from the back and also walks away, leaving me alone in the mighty living room. I sigh and looked down at my palms which now held the tears sliding down my cheeks.

“Conner.. please help me this time around.” I whisper when the device in my right pocket suddenly began to ring. Wiping my tears, I gazed at the caller ID and saw that it was Marilyn calling.

Oh God, I had completely forgotten about her.

I immediately pick the call and her worried voice soon oozes from the other side of the phone.

“Victoria? You've been bailed out? How are you? I hope those filthy cops didn't do anything? I–”

“Marilyn, please calm down, I'm fine now.” I said, trying my best not to make my shaky breath unnoticed, but Marilyn as always was bery attentive and immediately took notice of how I sounded.

“Victoria? Is there a problem? Did anyone hurt you?”

“Alexander bailed me out.” I speak, hoping to redirect the conversation and it seemed like it worked, because after my sentence came a loud gasp from Marilyn.

“He did?! I thought he hated yo–” Marilyn immediately coughs and lowers her tone. “Sorry, I mean.. everyone knows that Mr Blackwood and you are not really on good terms.. so I'm surprised that he had actually bailed you out.. Maybe he's changed now?”

I sigh, I was never a fan of internet gossip, nor was I really close to Victoria back then, so I didn't care to ask if her relationship with Alexander was good or bad as people claimed, how could I either ways? I also had my battles going on with the Winston family.

This whole situation now makes me wonder, Victoria was a nice and kind lady, so why does Alexander despise her?

“Victoria? Hello?”

Marilyn’s voice immediately snaps me out of my revere and I rub the space between my eye brows. “Marilyn?”

“Yes, Victoria, I'm here. Is there a problem?”

“I need to tell you something.”