This Isn't My Idea of Love

Chapter Twenty-Six: Pushed to the Limit

Viola sighed as she rested a hand on her swollen stomach, she didn't know how much more of Antonella she could take; the last three weeks had been difficult for her, Lionel had been stretched between spending time between her and Antonella.

The other woman had started to ensure that Lionel spent more time with her; Viola often woke up in the morning to find her husband missing and he wouldn’t return until late at night.

The brunette was twenty-two weeks pregnant and was starting to wonder if she could cope if the baby that Antonella was carrying was Lionel’s; Viola sighed as she dressed for the day, she glanced at the empty side of the bed before she shook her head.

Viola had been doing a lot of thinking the night before after Lionel had cancelled their date night; she didn't know how much more of this she could take and she had started to make plans for what she needed to do for her unborn son.

Viola headed downstairs so that she could have some breakfast, she knew that Lionel wouldn’t be home until late that night and the last few weeks had proven to her that he still loved Antonella and she would never compare to the other woman in Lionel’s eyes.

Viola licked her lips as she scrolled through her phone; she had spoken with Naya the night before when she had been thinking about what she had been going to do when she was finally pushed to the limit.

Naya and Heather had spoken with the brunette and had offered her a place to stay if things between her and Lionel didn't pick up; however Viola had turned them down knowing that they had a baby to look after and couldn't also have a pregnant woman there as well.

Shaking her head, Viola made herself some toast as she tried to think about what she was going to do; the brunette knew that Lionel wasn’t going to allow her to walk out of his life.

That wasn’t her intention however Viola knew that she didn't do something soon then it was her son that was going to suffer in the long run; Lionel and her didn't matter to her when it came down to doing right for their son.

***

Antonella smirked as she and Lionel walked out of the doctor’s office, she was pleased that Lionel was spending most of her time with her and had seemed to forget about Viola.

The only downside she could see right now was that she was expecting a baby girl while the other woman was giving Lionel a son.

“How about we go to lunch?” Antonella asked as she linked arms with the footballer, he nodded his head as he walked her to his car.

Lionel missed spending time with Viola, but he was trying to do right by his unborn daughter that Antonella was carrying.

“I was thinking we go to our usual restaurant,” Antonella said making Lionel sigh and nod his head again, he hated that he hadn't been able to spend any time with Viola recently; he knew that he needed to make time for her but with Antonella, it was all or nothing.

“I was thinking that we should paint the baby’s room pink,” the brunette said not even noticing that Lionel wasn’t listening to her; her plan was working perfectly and she hoped that soon Viola would get the message, she wasn’t wanted.

Lionel licked his lips as he looked at his ex-girlfriend as they stopped next to his car.

“Actually Antonella… I was thinking I would spend the afternoon with Viola,” Lionel said making the brunette next to him stop; she frowned as she realised that she couldn't allow them to spend time together alone.

“What a lovely idea… the three of us spending time together,” Antonella said as she climbed into the car, Lionel stared at her for a moment; he didn't know how to break it to her that he had meant just him and Viola.

Shaking his head, Lionel wondered what his wife would think of him bring Antonella to their home; he knew that she wasn’t happy about all the time that he spent with the other woman.

***

Viola stared at her husband wondering what on earth he had been thinking when he brought Antonella into their home; he knew that Viola didn't like the other woman and now she was being forced to spend time with her.

The brunette was wearing a pink maternity lace shoulder sweat and maternity supersoft jeans paired with navy converse; she felt plain sitting next to Antonella who was dressed up like she was going to some fancy restaurant or night out.

“So how have you been?” Antonella said smugly as Lionel offered his wife a worried look, he didn't know how to make this up to her; he knew that he had been wrong in bring Antonella into their home for lunch.

“I’m good Gracias,” Viola said politely as she sipped on her orange juice, she knew what Antonella was trying to do and she was sick of the other woman playing games with her life.

“We found out the sex this week, we’re having a little girl,” Antonella said proudly as Viola nodded her head stiffly, she almost felt sick at the thought of her son sharing the same father as Antonella’s child.

Lionel carefully rested a hand on Viola’s knee, he could see that she wasn’t happy right now and he had no doubts in his mind that it was his doing; he hadn't seen much of her and had been putting too much attention in Antonella.

“Lionel has been so helpful… he spent the last two weeks helping set up the baby’s room,” Antonella said smugly knowing that Lionel hadn't completed the nursery for his child with Viola yet.

The brunette sat still as she stared at Antonella for a moment, while Lionel shifted nervously as he looked at his ex-girlfriend; he knew that this wasn’t going to end well.

“Leo, we need to talk privately,” Viola said as she looked at her husband before she pushed herself to her feet and walked out of the kitchen.

Lionel stared after her for a moment while Antonella smirked as she realised that she had finally hit a nerve with the other woman.

Lionel followed his wife into the living room, he sighed knowing that she wouldn’t be happy with him working on Antonella’s nursery when he hadn't even completed theirs.

“I’ve been thinking a lot recently… and I think it would be best if I moved out,” Viola said making Lionel stare at her, he hadn't seen this coming; he had expected her to yell and snap at him but not this.

Viola sighed as she crossed her arms, she knew that this was out of the blue but she knew that she was doing the right thing for all involved.

“Move out, where?” Lionel said as he tried to wrap his head around what this meant for them, he hated that he had pushed his wife to do something like this.

“I’ll stay with Blaine and Chris for a while and then I will find my own place,” Viola said as Lionel realised that she wasn’t even talking about this being temporary; he shook his head as he stepped towards his wife suddenly fearful for what this meant.

“This isn’t the start of divorce?” Lionel asked hopefully, he didn't want to lose Viola; things had been going so well before Antonella had appeared back in his life.

The brunette looked down as she realised that she didn't know what to say to him, Lionel looked at her devastated as it sunk in that he was losing his wife.