All Chapters of Mr CEO Is My Baby's Daddy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

...Katherine pushed his hands off after a few more trials, turning to stare at him."I'm fine. You didn't have to touch me." "How can you be fine, you have blood on your--"I'm fine!" She yanked at him, completely disgusted at herself for having a reaction to the devil's touch. Anderson frowned, taken aback by her exclamation."I'm... it's just my period," she reduced her tone to a subtle one. "You're pregnant. You can't have your period when you're pregnant." Katherine realized too late, not expecting him to know that much about a woman's body. She started to shrug, "It's not exactly impossible-"This is not your period, is it?" "It's not. But I'm fine. Also, it's none of your business. You wouldn't care even if I died." "Well, you're in my house." "Right. You don't want a dead body in your house," she reminded herself bitterly, "but you're good. I'm not dying, at least not while I'm under your roof." "Bleeding in your condition is totally not normal, you should get checked

..."Katherine and I are getting a divorce," Anderson uttered stoically. Katherine had her hand clasped in-between her thigh the entire time, the nervousness from being around the Horatios since the cheating scandal returned with full force. She gulped heavily on the bile that clung to her throat but she was nowhere close to getting it off. Katherine breathed out and raised her head to access everyone's expression at the table. Madeline, just as her husband appeared shocked and skeptical, Renard was indifferent and neutral and Marcus looked confused. When Madeline diverted her gaze to her, Katherine found herself gulping again and avoiding it. "Wait, is this some joke or what?" The skepticism from Madeline's face wavered, as she glanced between the two. Horatio was still quiet. "It's not a joke. We are getting a divorce," Anderson signaled and a guard brought the folder to him, he dropped it on the table, "we already signed the papers." Marcus picked up the folder and went th

..."No response?" Katherine asked the moment Hope pulled the phone from her ear. "Her line is unreachable. I think her phone is off," Hope replied. Katherine sighed, "I just want to go home." "Hold on, I'll save her number so you can give her a call later. I'll try to reach her again too." "What's the point? Talking to her or meeting her isn't going to change a thing. It won't make my marriage work again and it's definitely not going to change how I see Anderson now. There's no point, Hope." "True, It might not change any of what you mentioned but she still owes you some explanation. And the public? Your name needs to be cleared and she's the only one that can do it! Come on Katy," Hope cajoled, "everyone out there looks at you like an infidel, do you want to carry that title for life? If not anything, that bitch needs to face the repercussion for her actions." "I just want to live a low profile and not be constantly reminded of my mess. I don't want to drag the issue, for my s

....The teacups came crashing to the floor but the pang of anger gripping her chest was yet to break off. Annoyed, she began throwing her fists at the wall until she could no longer feel her palms and her knuckles developed blisters. Looking back, she caught a reflection of herself, and her rage returned. She looked like a fuckin bitch! A whore! She looked like the devil! She grumbled under her breath, crashing to the floor and dragging her hair. When she took her hand off, she noticed the many hair strands that followed and she yelled in anger, throwing the pieces off. "Oh fuck you, Gabriella. Fuck you to hell!" She cussed violently, tears strolling down her eyes. From the corner of her eyes, she saw her kids' bulgy innocent eyes on her both in fear and skepticism. "What the hell are you staring at, nitwits! Can't you mind your fucking business?!" She seethes at them. "Give me that look one more time and I'll pluck out your fucking eyes you dumb shits." They quickly averted

..."You guys got a divorce already?!" Gabriella exclaimed. Anderson threw her a questioning look, "I mean you both only just got married." "Now we're divorced," Anderson stoically replied, going back to the soup. "And Katherine--"Geez! Can I not stay for a day without hearing that name? Why are you still here anyways, I already told you where to find her," Anderson rasped, irritated."Whoa, I didn't know you both ended things on bad terms, my bad," she subtly apologized, caressing his shoulder. "Anyways, I'm always here and available for you. Do you want to hang out later?" "No, I have work, and I want some privacy.""Of course, I'll be in the--" A few knocks on the door disrupted her words and it went open to reveal Jude who held out two bottles of vodka. "Anyone down for some daylight alcohol?" He asked drowsily, swooping in. "What's wrong with you?" Gabriella frowned at him. "Oh hey Gabriella, what are you doing here?" "What are you doing here?" She threw back at him."T