CLASSY WHORE

CHAPTER 19- HELLO Dear

Above is a picture of Mel's engagement ring.
Mel POV

So yes.

I'm engaged to one of the nicest, richest, sexiest men in the world Ryan Anthony Carter.

He accepted me for me and he loved my daughter.

A week has past since we got engaged and we wanted to have the wedding in London where he was born.

I wanted that to but for the moment we were studying the baby.

We were going to name him Marc Anthony Justin Stubbs Carter.

Yes he was a Stubbs.

Melissa was excited to be getting a new daddy and baby brother.

I was currently shopping for Marc Anthony's clothes with Ryan in the city.

He was holding my Angel well our Angel in his arms while I showed him which clothes I liked.

"You think this one is cute?" I asked raising up a pair of hat and shoes for him to see.

"Baby whatever you like ,we will buy" he said happily.

I smiled.

"Mommy when are we gonna buy me some clothes" Melissa whined.

Ryan answered for me.

" What did I say Melly" he asked her whispering.

"That we will buy my clothes after we buy Marcy's own" she said sadly.

"Exactly" he said agreeing making Melissa roll her eyes.

I smiled at my  family.

Just then someone bumped into my back making me drop the shoes I was wearing and I was forced to grab onto the nearby wall before I lost my balance.

"Oh sorry there" a screechy voice said making me turn to watch them as Ryan took my hand to comfort me.

I came face to face with a couple.

I looked at the girl first and she was quite young maybe 20 and was pregnant but her belly was bigger than me.

Must be twins I thought.

I then looked at the man and my entire body begun to shake violently.

O.

My.

Gosh.

I looked into a familiar green eyes with complementing Red hair.

I gulped.

I hoped he didn't recognized me.

I mean I was wearing my contacts and my hair was dyed.

Before he could watch me any longer I quickly grabbed Ryan's hand and pulled him along.

I didn't even bother to buy anything in the store I just left with Ryan following close behind.

"Baby?" he asked confused.

"Keep walking. That's my dad" I muttered.

He stiffened as we walked all the way to his car.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Positive. But that's not my mom. He probably killed her. But what the hell is he doing here" I cried.

He helped me into the car and held my hand as we drove home.