Chapter 56

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Nobody knew I was here.

Not Jason, not Robbie.

I was early. The hotel staff were used to me. They handled me the keys to our...no...his room.

"Would you like some refreshments while you wait, sir?"

"No."

My thoughts were jumbled.

How long was I sitting here waiting for the dad-to-be to come?

He was pleasantly surprised to see.

"My Angel!!!"

I let him shower me with his affections. Though I could not partake in it except smell his scent.

"Is Janice pregnant?" I closed my eyes. I wanted this nightmare to be over.

Silence stretched far too long.

"Yes"

"Is...is...the...b...babb...baby yours?"

'No, Angel, she cheated. I was only with you since the time I made you mine.'

I waited for the exact words.

"Yes."

"Please tell me you are lying." I was surprised I was standing. Or was I?

I had gone through my hell alone these days. He was going to ask why I avoided him, soon. I had to know the truth.

"I am not. The baby is mine." He went back to getting himself comfortable.

"Did you know it before leaving to Spain?"

He was with me, sharing bed and blankets, sharing body and body fluids, sharing body heat and cold feet...

Was he doing everything to me knowing very well that his beloved wife was carrying his baby?

His baby!

Robbie's baby!

My Robbie's baby!

"Yes." He was not looking at me; he was going through his suitcase talking like he was discussing the weather in Spain.

"Why did you not tell me?" I swallowed the gag that was pushing at my throat.

"Why should I? It is my life." He was amused.

Figurative slaps hurt.

What was I feeling?

"Missed you so much. I was worried when you did not attend my calls. Then Jason told me you were sick with stomach bug." His hands trying to engulf me in an embrace.

"Don't TOUCH me." I slapped away his hands.

I could not stand him.

"What is wrong? Are you still sick?"

Yes! Sick of this bullshit!!!

"What about the baby?"

"It is my baby. Not yours."

God!!! I felt self-disgust crawling up my spine.

"How the baby got in there, Robbie?"

Was he going to crudely deliver a speech on how the baby got inside?

Or was he going to play 'Storks delivered'.

"I was drunk." He shrugged nonchalantly.

I wanted to vomit.

That was all I was going to get?

'I was drunk'!!!

He was drunk!!!

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