Meet Again

The strange man who is the father of my child appeared to me. But he didn't even remember me.

"It's you!" I said firmly.

"What?!" he asked arrogantly.

"Remember the woman you slept with last night at the Hotel de Amor? It's me and you got me pregnant!” I introduced myself.

"Damn it!" he frowned.

"What?!" I said annoyed.

"You're just wasting my time idiot!" he said firmly and got back into the car.

I couldn't believe what he said to me. This man was very rude. I even tried to chase his car which was going away, but I couldn't catch up with it. But fortunately, I saw the logo behind his car.

"Crosby?!" I said loudly.

"Wait, I think I've heard that name on Television. I think it's famous," I said to myself.

I immediately hailed a taxi and first asked the driver if he knew the exact location of the Crosby Company. The driver nodded and I immediately entered the taxi. I was praying that I would catch up with that man. He can't run and turn away just like that.

After a while, I arrived at the front of the building. And I saw his car, so I confirmed that he was there.I took a deep breath and immediately went inside. At first, the Guard didn't want to let me in, but later on, I was able to convince him with my request.

When I entered inside, I was amazed at its size and beauty. I looked around every space and a large photo frame caught my attention. It turns out that he is really handsome if you look at his face. Maybe I shouldn't regret it If my son is also handsome like him.

“Mr. Ransom Crosby?”I uttered.

"He is the CEO of this company?" I asked myself in disbelief.

I can't believe that a stranger man is the CEO of a famous company. His position is not compatible with his behavior. I immediately approached the woman sitting at the front desk to ask.

"Excuse me, Miss. I am looking for Mr.Ransom Crosby," I said with a smile.

"Okay, Ma'am. Can I have your name please?"A woman said.

"Camilla Garcia," I replied.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am but your name is not on the list. You need to set an appointment first," the woman said calmly.

"What?! I frowned when I said it.

"Miss, I need to talk to your boss," I said firmly.

"Are you raising your voice at us?!" She raised her voice at me.

"Damn it! I'm pregnant and Mr. Ransom Crosby is the father. He got me pregnant and he has to take responsibility for it!” I bravely confessed to them.

But they just laughed at me and didn't believe what I said. I almost explode with anger at those times. I promise myself that I will not stop until that man takes responsibility for my pregnancy.

When I left the company, I looked back to look for him again. My eyes were still searching for him because he couldn't do this to me. He can't escape his responsibility as the father of my child. I thought about going back to the front desk to set up an appointment. But they didn't pay attention to me, so I thought about threatening their CEO.

"Alright, I'll let it go but I promise I'll destroy the name of this company. Everyone will know what a useless man is the CEO of this company!" I was threatened.

"Okay fine. Just give me your calling card so we can call you," a woman replied.

I smiled at what she said and gave her my calling card. I didn't think. It was easy for me to make them believe. Even though the truth is that I can't really do that thing. I don't want to ruin the name of my son's Father. I just held my stomach while waiting for the call. I

call. I hailed a taxi and called Cheska again. But she still didn't answer my calls.

When I got home, I found mom cleaning the kitchen. Our eyes met

And I hugged her tightly.

"I'm sorry, Mom, "I apologized sincerely as I approached her.

I apologized for what I said and she also apologized to me. I still thank God that despite everything I have a kind mother who is ready to support me.

"It's okay and I'm sorry too, Mil, I was really worried about you so much so I can't help but raise my voice" she apologized to me.

We smiled at each other, but she was unaware of my hidden problems now.

Three days later, I still haven't received a call from that Stranger. I kept looking at my phone and my mother noticed it.

"Are you waiting for a call?" Mom asked me.

"I..it's nothing, mom," I lied.

"Why have you been looking at your phone?"She asked curiously.

I just smiled at her and looked for an Alibi. I just said that I was waiting for our company's promotion call.

"Promotion? Does that mean you were promoted at work?" she asked with a smile.

"Mom, I'm still waiting for a call so I'm not sure yet," I answered.

She only responded with a smile and hugged me tightly. She makes me feel that she's really proud of me, so I feel so very guilty. I can't really imagine how I could lie to her. But I know she will be very angry with me if she finds out. I really don't want her to know about my pregnancy until everything is settled.

My mind was a mess at that time and I wanted to go back to the Crosby company. That man had to be responsible for our children.

Later on, my mother said goodbye to me because she said she was going to meet her best friend who had just returned from America.

I entered the room and lay down on the bed. I thought of calling Cheska while I was waiting for the call from the Crosby company.

"Best, I'm really sorry if I only answered now. I was really busy assisting Nicko's mom here at the hospital," she apologized.

I understood her and thought of going to the hospital. After our conversation, I immediately got up to take a shower and get dressed. I entered the bathroom with my towel to take a shower. It was a few minutes before I finished showering and took some clothes from the cabinet.

Suddenly my phone rang so I panicked. I was excited to answer it when I saw that the caller was an unknown number.

"Hello, It's Camilla Garcia. Who's this?" I asked.

"Let's meet at 2 pm in de Luna restaurant," he replied seriously.

"Who..." I couldn't finish what I was going to say because he immediately hung up.

I just held my breath for what he did. I don't know why he is so very rude to talk to, but I still have to humble myself for our child.

Around 1:30 I arrived in front of the restaurant. I took a deep breath while fixing my hair before going inside. I looked around the wide restaurant. I immediately caught sight of the man sitting not far away.

He is very handsome in his tuxedo with a matching white long sleeve underneath and a necktie. But even if his clothes are just simple, his handsomeness still appears. His thick eyebrows, the tip of his nose, and his red lips make him perfect. And I didn't realize that I was stunned while staring at him. He looked at me badly, like I'm going to be eaten alive.

"How much do you need?" he asked directly after I sat on the seat,

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"Okay, 2 million," he answered.

I was confused by what he was saying. Is this how this man really talks?

"I don't understand you, Mr. Crosby," I said firmly.

"Don't be so mean, woman. I know all you need is my money," he responded emphatically.

"Here!" he said while giving me a cheque.

I didn't think he looked at me that shallowly. I couldn't speak while staring at the cheque he gave me. I wanted to cry in front of him, but I stopped it.

"Okay, I'll make it 4 million. Maybe that's enough for you to stop me," he said.

"The simple thing to do is keep quiet and forget everything," he added.

I bravely contradicted what he said. I don't want money but the father of my future child. He can't just pay me and leave me in the air after what happened.

"No. I don't need money but a whole family for my child. You are responsible for the child I am carrying," I told him firmly.

He frowned at what I said and brought his face closer to me. I could smell the scent of his breath as we stared at each other. His bright eyes seemed like a Demon incarnate as an angel in front of me. But I was very hurt by what he said.

"Are you out of your mind?!" he asked angrily.

"You don't know me. I'm just a stranger to you and now you're asking me to be the father of your child?" he added.

"But I know you're smart so accept my offer and leave," he told me firmly.

"You want me to raise the child without a father?" I asked.

"Then find another man! If possible, pay him to be the father of your child," he answered.

"Our child, Mr. Ransom," I insisted.

He sighed and stared at me seriously. He brought his face closer to mine again. And I was insulted by what he said to me.