Autumn Frost

Chapter 20

Qiu Shuang's pov

It's been two months since I've moved in with Jeremy. Cutting the vegetables in the kitchen, I kept looking out for the soup to see if it had boiled.

I was still heartbroken. Jeremy had tried to cheer me up by using his cheesy pick up lines and lame jokes, sometimes even bringing me out to the places I like.

Keyword: tried.

No matter how hard he tried, how much he did for me, I wasn't able to recover from my broken state. I was a living robot, I did what I was supposed to do but I spoke less, eat less, sleep less.....

And I guess it's because of my new found lifestyle, my body wasn't used to it and I felt sick almost everyday.

Dizziness and nausea. I had to have a bin beside me all times, in case I felt like puking I didn't had to rush all the way to the toilet.

Smelling the soup, I was satisfied with its aroma and judging by it's colour, I knew it was ready to be served.

And I had just one last thing to do. But somehow my body begrudgingly told me to stay away from the chicken.

If I wasn't sick, I would've love the roasted chicken with its coal burnt taste, the crunchy-ness and oil from the crispy chicken skin.

Fighting down the urge to vomit, I took the chicken to the microwave.

Unfortunately, my stomach decided other ways and I was forced to put the chicken down, and run for the bin and emptied my stomach.

Clutching my stomach, I leaned on the cabinet next to the bin, letting the nausea fade away.

I should go visit the doctor.

Taking up the calendar on Jeremy's piano, I took a pen and marked the date as a reminder to go have a check up.

At the same time I'd need to ask the doctor why is my period irregular. Normally the dates wouldn't be exact, it would be late for a week or two but it would come every month.

However, I've missed my period this month. Is it because of the sickness?

I wanted to phone mum so badly, but she'll inform Gray about it and I don't want her and dad to find out.

I mean, who would accuse their most loved one when they had just made earth shattering sex the week before?

It's better for me and Gray if I kept our situation quiet.

Opening the refrigerator, I took out some sour cream and pickles. You might think it's for the food for dinner later, but no.

I am going to dip them pickles into the sour cream and eat it.

Yes it's weird. I know.

I don't know why I suddenly had an obsession over pickles with sour cream, or chocolate shake with LOTS of whip cream.

I devour the sourness of both food and munched in satisfaction. This is so weird yet so good.

Somehow as I was eating the pickles, Odette's image of eating apples and cheese came into my mind.

I stopped eating all of a sudden.

I missed my period. I suddenly hated oily food. I kept vomiting. I had really weird cravings.

I was astonished. I ran to the bathroom and stood sideways in front if the large mirror.

Sure enough, there was a tiny bump forming. It's not obvious. But it's forming.

I gawked at the small baby bump in wonder.

Oh god, I felt like crying.

Just to make sure, I sprinted to a nearby shop and bought the pregnancy test packet, and then gushed back home to use it.

10 minutes later, a delightful squeal was heard from the bathroom.

Clutching the pregnancy test tightly in my hands, it showed me the two lines I wished to see the most.

I've never felt so happy in my life by just seeing two lines.

I had to tell Jeremy.
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"JEREMY!!!" I flung myself onto him.

He caught me and spun me around in circles as I giggled uncontrollably. "Whoa. Calm your tits girl, what's with the sudden change hmm?"

I showed him the pregnancy test.

His eyes went wide, to confused, to realization as his mouth curved into an large O. "You're pregnant?"

I nodded in glee as we pulled each other in a tight embrace. "I'm pregnant, Jeremy. I'm pregnant!!!"

"That's great news." He smiled widely as his hand rested on my little tummy.

"Does it kick? When can I feel it kick?" He gazed at my stomach adoringly. "Hey little one, do you bully your mama?"

I laughed as tears of joy drip down my chin. "It can't hear you yet, stupid."

Jeremy nodded in embarrassment. "I'm not experienced in this."

"It's common sense. "

"As if you know more. "

"I certainly do. Mama knows best."

"Shut up."

"Don't tell me what to do."

"You bet I can. "

"Go buy chocolate shake. Now. "

"Now? "

"Yes. "

He glared at me before giving in. "Fine. But I'm doing it for the baby. "

He left the house muttering. I knew he was hungry and he couldn't wait to eat dinner and rest after a whole day's work at the hospital.

He's the ice cream man/ doctor. Such a big difference between the two careers his having.

I know how he feels about me. But I can't; I couldn't love him like how he loves me. I couldn't repay him for everything that he had done for me.

My love is with the father of my child. Even if he doesn't love me anymore.

I didn't need to tell him about the baby. He didn't need to know. He don't love me anymore, so why should I tell him about the child? It would only burden him, and he'll focus all the hatred on the child.

He'll probably think that I've killed her child so that my child will be his only child. No, I'm not that evil.

He wouldn't listen.

Let's just hope this little one wouldn't have to meet his daddy, ever.

I rubbed my stomach lovingly. "Uncle Jeremy and Mummy got your back. "