My Fiesty Kitten

CHAPTER 45

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THARN'S POV :

Anger, revenge and all the emotions I was holding for past half an year just disappeared after seeing him in so much.

He kept sobbing and I just sat beside him with head in my hands, letting my tears flow.

I wanted to console him but I was hurt too. We both made mistakes and now here we are

" I ... I didn't mean to anything I said that day but ... You were not ready to listen. I was pregnant when you pushed me. I know you didn't knew but ... But it was my baby and I just slapped you on instinct " Type faced me.

" The last thing I'm concerned about is that slap, it's just I ... I lost that time with Chris and you " I finally faced him.

" I ... I ... I'm sorry please. I was scared " He mumbled looking down.

" You're scared of me, really? " I laughed sarcastically.

" Have you seen have you behaved with me since we met? You hurt me too. You took my baby and even forced me into marrying you " Type poked his finger in my chest and yelled making me shock.

" Typee " I was surprised. He was just crying a minute ago and now he is shouting.

" I ... I'm sorry " he scooted away and started crying while apologizing making me more confuse.

" Typee " I tried to comfort him but he stood up and ran towards the bathroom while crying and mumbling something.

After that night, we didn't talk about it. We just let it go coz arguing or fighting won't bring won't change our past. It won't bring the time we lost so it's better to treasure the present we have in our hands just like a ' Present 🎁 ' and we both agreed on that.

I was there with him but Type always had this unpredictable behaviour and after reading some articles about pregnancy I got to know that he was having mood swings.

It was my first time experiencing this so
I was always hesitant around Type.

He looks so beautiful to resist but I had a fear that I'll accidentally hurt our second child if I touch Type. He looks so fragile.

When I told my mom this, she laughed at me. She won't understand but this feeling was very different.

Type also stayed away from me. Was he nauseous coz of my scent? I didn't knew nor I had a guts to ask him.

One minute he'll be happy and next minute he'll start crying now even Chris started giving me death glare when he saw his Mumma crying looking at me.

I was still angry at him but I couldn't stay mad at him for a long time coz he was now here with me, gave me a strong and healthy baby too who kept troubling me and my mom.

And the other one was also on the way. Now I had everything so instead of wasting this precious time fighting or arguing I decided to sort out our differences.

I was doing some office work on my laptop when Type entered our bedroom and placed pouting Chris on my lap.

" Tharnn " he whinnied and I looked at him.

Now what? I'm scared.

" What baby? " I asked and gave him a small smile.

" Meshhhy babyy " Chris chirped and clapped making me nervous. Why son? Your Dadda is already scared, why are you so he'll bent to make him suffer more.