Untamed

Chapter Thirty-seven

Laila Pov
I have been calling Michael's phone since I woke up and it kept going to voicemail.
Where the hell was he! I was starting to stress out since I didn't know his where about and have no idea on whom to call. I put on a straight dress and headed downstairs planning to wait for him whilst I took my lunch.

"Good afternoon dear," I turned in the direction of the voice to notice Dr.Yeboah heading towards my way with a warm smile on his face.

"Good afternoon sir," I managed to smile back even though I was still worried about Micheal.

"How was your night?" He asked before he pushed one of the dinning table chairs backwards to sit down.

"It was okay sir," I responded picking at my food.

"You look worried.  What is the problem?" He questioned taking a plate to dish his food.

"Let me help you with that sir," I rushed out before taking his plate to serve him.

"Thank you," He politely said whilst he sat back down.

I could still feel his gaze on me as I served his plate.

"What's bothering you?" He questioned again this time more forcefully.

"It's Micheal,  he is not picking any of my calls," I replied with a sign.

"Oh ok. Didn't he tell you where he was going?" He asked with concern .

"He was gone when I woke up," I responded half heartedly.

"He will be back, don't worry," He said patting the back of my hand gently before he went back to eating.
We sat in comfortable silence with us lost in our own worlds.

"Sir.." I hesitated not sure if what I was about to do was right.

"Yes dear," He looked up from his plate, his gaze settling on me.

"Do you think Micheal loves me?" I blurted out quickly in an attempt not to chicken out.

"I think he does in his own way," He responded after a moment, a thoughtful look on his face.

"Why do you ask?" He questioned, looking at me intently.

"I don't know, I feel like he is slipping away each passing moment," I responded in a sad tone looking down at my plate.

"Maybe you should discuss that with him," He advised, a look of pity crossing his features.

"I guess I should but I don't know, I feel like I might dread the response," I said softly.

"I still think you should," He said before pushing his empty plate sideways to take water.

"I will. Thanks," I manage to say, still feeling agitated.

"Talk of the devil," Dr.Yeboah suddenly blurted out whilst I followed his gaze to the door.
Micheal stood against the door with a depressed look on his face.

"Hi dad. Hi sweets," He said whilst he strolled in our direction planting a kiss on my forehead.

"Oh God I'm so hungry!" He said dragging my plate in front of him and started digging in.

"Wow Bae the food is nice," He praised with food in his mouth.

We all watched him in bewilderment his level of cheerfulness too fake to believe. Dr Yeboah and I exchanged looks before he excused himself from the table.

"Baby, what is wrong?" I asked him in confusion.

"Nothing. Why do you ask?" He questioned taking a drink.

"You looked depressed when you first walked in and now you are acting all cheerful which seems fake," I riposted touching his shoulder gently.

"What makes you  think it's fake?" He  asked in a calm voice.

"Everything Micheal," I stated hotly.

"Like?" He questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Firstly you eat my leftover food which you never do. Again you are acting too bubbly which you never do no matter how excited you are. Lastly your eyes are telling me a different thing. They look lifeless, like you are in pain," I replied whilst looking into his eyes.

"I'm fine Laila. There is nothing to be worried about," He assured taking hold of my hand.

"No Micheal you are not. You keep acting all distant towards me. For Christ sake I'm your to be wife and you need to share your problems with me," She stated in agitation.

"Laila what part of I'm fine is difficult to comprehend," He suddenly shouted  taking me aback.

"I have a right to know," I retorted in an angry tone.

"For fuck sake will you stop nagging for a minute!" He said in a hard tone after pushing his chair backwards to head towards the stairs.

"Micheal don't you dare walk out on me!" I shouted walking after him.

"What will happen Laila, if I do?" He stopped abruptly making me clash into him.

I held my nose in pain. His eyes soften when he noticed the look of pain on my face before he stretched his hand and pulled me into a hug.

His hug had a calm effect on me and I leaned more into him, sighing in content whilst he kept rubbing my back.

"Micheal what the hell!" I pushed him backwards to separate us when I smelled a whiff of a lady's perfume on him.

"What?" He questioned in confusion.

"Micheal you were with a woman," I stated in agitation.

"No I wasn't," He responded in an oddly calm manner.

"I'm no fool Micheal. I know you were, you even smell like her," I screamed pointing my hand to his chest.

"Laila please calm down," He said making an attempt to hold me.

"Don't touch me!" I spat taking a step backwards.

"Micheal I was right here waiting for you whilst you were going about town sleeping with a slut," I shouted, a lone tear running down my face.

"Laila will you just shut up and listen to me!" He talked back rubbing his hand across his forehead in frustration.

"What else are you going to say apart from being with another lady," I retorted wiping  the stray tear angrily.

"Will you stop jumping into conclusions," He demanded in heated manner .

"I was with a friend, Laila," He continued.

"Male or female?" I questioned looking at him with a frown.

"Female," He replied calmly.

"I knew it Micheal. I knew it was a matter of time before you hurt me," I blurted out whilst I hauled a spoon at him, which he dodged gracefully.

"I didn't sleep with her ok. How can you insinuate such a thing?" He chastised his eyes darkening in anger.

"Why is her scent all over you then?" I retorted not backing down.

"She is pregnant for fuck sake," He cursed, his stare suggesting I was being ridiculous.

"Micheal you have the effrontery to get a lady pregnant whilst you are engaged to me?" I screamed out before I rushed to where he stood and began hitting him on his chest hysterically.

"Will you stop it Laila!" He hushed taking hold of my two hands to prevent me from hitting him.

"What is going on here ?" Dr. Yeboah shouted right behind us. Micheal and I too engrossed in the fight to notice his appearance before.
We both turned in his direction whilst I tried to hide my tear stained face.

"And who impregnated who?" He boomed out, a surprised look on his face.

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