Chapter 47

Arabella's POV

It had been ten minutes since Asher left. I glanced at my watch again, my fingers tapping impatiently against the table. Where was he? I couldn’t shake off the unceasing feeling that had crept in since the moment he walked out. His reaction wasn’t what I expected. He neither seemed thrilled, nor even happy, about the fact that he was going to be a father. His reaction was one that I had never expected. I couldn't tell how he was feeling about the news but I know he was indifferent about what I told him. He tried to hide it, but his legs had given him away, shaking under the table, thudding against the wood with every nervous twitch anytime he moved his body.

Was I reading too much into this? Maybe I was overthinking it. Maybe becoming a father would be a shock to anyone, right? I could vividly remember the day I found out I was pregnant. I might have been just as stunned as he was but It was all a feeling of happiness. Maybe that’s all it was for him—shock. But no... th