All Chapters of Loving Mr. CEO: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

" How are you, my son? You look better than the last time I saw you. Hmmm, maybe because you were being goodly cared of  by Felicity." Her mother talked to him.   " You can say that, mom." Damon shortly replied to her. Her mother chuckled and gave Damon a hug.    I can't stop myself from smiling, seeing them together makes my heart happy. How I wished I can hug my mother right now. Damon looked at my direction and he smiled at me, a smile that reach his eyes.    " I am inviting both of you to stay with me in the ancestral house. I don't want to be alone in that big mansion, for Pete's sake." Her mom mentioned as we enter in the car.    " If Felicity will agree on your idea, then I have no problem with that, mom."    Mother Cassandra instantly looked at me, I am in the front seat while she is on the back seat with her things. She smiled sweetly at me, as i

I instantly drink the glass of water that Damon gives me. I placed my hands in my chest and released a deep breath as a sign of relief. Mother Cassandra's fork hits her plate audibly, which made me look at her. She gives me an awkward smile, before she sips on her glass of champagne.    " I'm sorry for the sudden question, dear." She apologized to me.   I feel like I am oblige to answer her question awhile ago. Though it is not that big deal for me, it just shocked, so that's why.   " No, it's okay. Hmmm... I am actually taking my pill to regulate my menstruation." I answered her as a matter of fact.   It's true, I am taking  pills for my menstruation and to avoid menstrual cramps. I'm taking my pill not for contraception but for that matter.  But, honestly, I've been missing a few shots this past few days or weeks because of laziness and I sometimes forgot about it because of tirednes

We arrived at Vera's boutique shop at exactly 9 am. Mother Cassandra and I already went inside while Damon is parking his car in the parking lot near the building. This boutique is bigger compared to the Wroblitz boutique where Damon and I shop the last time. More fashion clothes are displayed, shiny glitter sandals and high heels are also displayed in a lengthy transparent glass in this boutique. A guy with a bright wide smile instantly approached us as soon as we reached the counter. He looks good on his plain-white turtle neck shirt and winter warm long coat. His hair is in a clean cut. He will pass for being a runway model because of his overall physical appearance. But the big gold teardrop earrings he wears did not escape from my eyes. It stunned me for a moment when I noticed that he is wearing that kind of earrings. It's for a women's type of earrings! " Hello, Madame Cassy! My pleasure to meet you after a very long time!" He said cheerfully and wel

Four days had already passed and tomorrow will be the founding anniversary of McCompany. Damon is very busy fulfilling his duties to make sure that the event will go well for that big event.Today, I take an absence from my work and Damon allowed me to. I just told him that I  have important things to buy in the mall, he even insisted to come with me but I manage to convince him that I can go alone. I am now in the OSPA clinic to have my check-up. I missed my period for this month and this past few days I have been experiencing nausea and vomiting every morning, my breasts also become fuller, swollen, and tender and I also crave certain foods. But I notice my sudden distaste for coffee. I don't want to make a judgment first, that's why I went here to have my check-up. I didn't let Damon know about the changes I feel. We are all busy and I don't want to distract him from his hectic schedule for this week. " Miss Centola to Obgyne 1,

After our lunch with Mr. Scott we already parted our ways. He even offer to drive me home but I declined his offer because I think it's too much to ask for him. I texted Damon that I am on my way home and that I won't be seeing him in his office this afternoon since I will be heading straight to the mansion. Mother Cassandra is not at home, she is with her friends checking on a prestigious hotel to spend their day. But she will come back home tomorrow morning for our preparation to the anniversary that will be happening tomorrow at 5pm in the company.  After changing my clothes I decided to went downstairs because I am craving for grapes. As I enter to the kitchen, I saw one of the maids mopping the floor near the fridge, I think she is 20 years older than me because of the wrinkles in her face and the color white hair evident on her hair. She bowed her head at me as soon as she sees me.  I saw her instantly gets the pail and I thi