A ROYAL SURPRISE

🎀Chapter 28🎀

"Friendship is the purest love.”

- Osho.

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December days pass by in a blur, and soon, it's already the 15th, which is today. That is, five days more before the unnecessary and complete nonsense court hearing that I would have to attend just to make a point that Mateo is not the fucking father of my baby. Like this is a complete waste of time. I could be doing something better with my time, like working. That day happens to be a working day, and I've asked for a day leave from work, explaining to Dr. Coben how I have a court hearing to attend but leaving out details about the fact that I'm pregnant and how my psycho ex-boyfriend wants to stake a claim on a child he clearly knows doesn't belong to him.

I'll be going for the DNA tests tomorrow and I'm really nervous how it's going to turn out. That's stupid of course, since I know very well that Mateo isn't the father of the baby, but another part of me just knows that the idiot is capable of anything, including tampering with the results. But my hope for that possible cause being slim to none is that Ale took me to a very high end hospital, so I'm not sure Mateo would be able to do anything of the sort. Aside that, Ale paid for everything even when I asked him not to. And because of that, I've been giving him the silent treatment for a week.

I want to prove to him that I don't want his money and I'm very capable of taking care of myself and the baby. Besides, I don't even know how he has so much money to pay for a DNA test which costs three thousand dollars. Yes, I checked the receipts and that's also why I'm so angry. I know he's working and all, but I don't think he has that much to throw around with being a simple waiter.

How much does Burger King pay that dude?

Anyway, I'm still ignoring him and I haven't heard of him. I ignore his calls and texts and gosh, I miss him. I miss his touch and kisses.

I'm killing myself.

My phone dings and I look at the text, which is coming from the man himself.

Goodmorning babe. How did you sleep?

I bite down on my lip, wanting to answer but refraining from it. This is what he's been doing ever since I started ignoring him. Sending me messages in the morning when I wake up and in the evening before I go to bed, asking me how I'm doing and all that.

And each time my heart melts, especially when I expect him to give up because I'm not responding to any of them but he keeps sending them with much more enthusiasm than the last.

I just want him to know the depth of how much I dislike him spending money on me, that too so much, just because we are somewhat in a relationship.

A knock sounds on my door and I furrow my eyebrows, wondering who it is. It must be Ale, about to apologize yet again.

I roll my eyes and open the door, about to tell him off when I come face to face with Gerald.

What a pleasant surprise.

I close my mouth before opening it again, "Gerald, I wasn't expecting you"

"I know that" he smiles "Won't you let me in?" He asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Forgive my manners. Please come in" I say and close the door behind him after he enters "I just wasn't expecting you"