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Ashton - The secret part 3

The limo is amazing. Italian leather seats, a fully stocked mini fridge with an assortment of beverages and your favourite healthy snacks, and your favourite rom-com playing on the flat screen. Satin pillows are arranged magnificently along the back where a name card that reads "My beautiful fiancée :)" has been placed. You sit in the indicated seat, which happens to be heated to perfection for you, but something with the pillows makes you uncomfortable. As you fix the pillows, you find a blue velvet box cleverly hidden behind two of them. Your breath is taken away when you open the box to see the most beautiful diamond necklace and matching earrings you have ever seen.

"Miss, can you please buckle up? We are about to head to the first destination," the driver says through the little window. You do as told, but not without having difficulties because of your bump and when you finally do it, the driver gives you a small smile before starting to drive.

"I have to say, Miss, that I have been in this business for almost 30 years and your fiancé is one of the few customers I enjoy doing business with. He absolutely adores you. I can just imagine how much he'll love that child," the driver says, making your eyes go wide. You purposely wore an oversized cardigan so nobody can see that you're pregnant, especially any paparazzi that might spot you and leak out that Ashton is going to be a daddy before you get the chance to tell him yourself.

"You can see the baby bump?" you ask incredulously, starting to freak out.

The driver chuckles before replying, "No,no. I could tell by the hard time you were having with the seat belt. And the unmistakable glow of an expectant mother."

You close your eyes and take a deep breath before taking a long drink of water.

"Everything okay back there?" the driver questions.

"Uh, yeah. I just don't really want anyone to know that I'm pregnant and you being able to tell just makes me a little nervous," you answer in an uneasy voice.

"Well, my lips are sealed. Relax and enjoy your day," he says, before parking the limo and coming around to help you out of it. You step out to find that you have arrived at the botanical gardens and a woman in a matching blazer and pencil skirt stands in front of you with a huge smile.

"Hello, y/n. So lovely to meet you! Welcome to the botanical gardens. My name is Joanne and I will be showing you around today," the middle-aged woman chirps.

For the next hour and a half, you and Joanne make your way around the entire place. You loved looking at the rows of roses, the blooming tulips, and eye-pleasing carnations, but all the walking is wreaking havoc on your swollen feet and taking a toll on the rest of your body.

"I hope you had a wonderful time looking at all the beauty our botanical gardens had to offer," Joanne says kindly. "I wish you a lovely rest of the day."

You shake her hand and give her a small smile before getting back into the limo. You buckle up before ripping off your shoes and placing one of the many pillows on the floor and resting your tired feet on it.

"Beautiful wasn't it?" the driver says breaking the silence.

"Oh, yeah. Absolutely breathtaking, but very tiring," you say before a yawn escapes you.
"Well the next destination is about 20 minutes away, so feel free to take a small nap. I'll let you know when we arrive," he tells you before closing the small window. You place a pillow behind your head and drifting off to sleep.

"Miss, we have arrived," you hear the driver says after what feels like only a minute since he told you to nap. Like at the gardens, he comes around and helps you out of the limo only this time you step out to see you have been brought to a little bakery.