The Contract

Chapter 103-The Warning

PEARL'S P.O.V

I stepped out in a red mini skirt with it's matching cropped blazer jacket and a little silver bag. "No Kourtney, I want the... yes, silver! Did you get the band?" I Inquired as I climbed into the car.

"Kourtney, get the band! Tell Bethany to pick up the dress from Stefano" I then paused as she talked, "oh wait... Kourtney I'm getting another call. Yeah, talk later"

She ended the call and I answered my Mom. "Good morning, Mother"

"I want you at Meadow right now" she stated, "what? The cafe—" Before I could finish, she ended the call.

Here we go again, why does she keep doing this?!

I sighed and leaned back on my seat, "Jeffrey, we are heading to Meadow, the cafe" I informed and he drove out.

I sighed and gazed out the window; it was Saturday, and I simply wished to go to the office and do nothing, avoiding a meeting with my mother. But here we were, I was going to have all the pressure in the world right this moment.

We arrived after few minutes and I got out and headed in. I wonder what she wanted.

"Good morning, Mother" I greeted once I got to the table, she sipped the tea silently and I knew I had to take my seat without being offered.

I looked up at her and she gently placed down the mug. "Order something"

"I'm good, I was heading to work" I replied, crossing my leg over the other. She stared straight at me before taking off her glasses, "how's Travis doing?" She inquired.

"He's doing fine"

"And you?" I doubt that she cares, "As you can see" I replied and she went back sipping her tea again, "Mom, what's really the point of this meeting? It's too early"

"It's almost 2 months, Pearl since you got married to Travis..." She began. "I know that"

"Any changes?" She inquired and I shot her a confused look, "I told you everything you needed to know about... getting it done" she began.

Oh my gosh!

"What is the problem? I don't see any signs" she pestered.

"There is no problem and we've talked about this, Mom. It's just been 2 months"

"How long do you need to make a child?!" She exclaimed and I glanced at the people in the cafe. "Mom..."

"You should be pregnant by now"

"Is that why you called me?" I asked in disbelief, "why else would I need you?" She asked and then hissed.

"Don't you think Travis will need an heir? Who is gonna inherit the Ferrari's fortune? Talk to me right now, what is the problem?"

I stared at her, this was actually troubling her, for once my mother was worried about... something that concerned me. Maybe I could play this game, since telling her nothing was not enough and it wasn't getting her off my back.

So...what if something was wrong?

"There is something..." I began, leaning on the table and that piqued her interest immediately. "... what is it?"

"I really don't find... it appealing"

"What?"

"The act isn't... fulfilling"

"Why? Doesn't Travis-"

"Oh, he's really good, I just don't... enjoy it" I admitted. "Well, what's wrong?"