Chapter 33.

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"Congratulations Ms. Rousso. You about 3 weeks pregant" Dr. Tobias said as handed me back my tests.

"Now I know this may come as a shock, judging from your expression. But there are alternate routes you could take...if you don't want the baby" Dr Tobias said cautiously.

Wtf....?

WTAF?!!!

"What?!" I almost screamed in shock.

"You could alway opt for an abortion-"

No fucking way.

"Although there are other good options, like adoption "

No fucking way.

"This is not happening". I mumbled to myself.

"Not to burst your bubble or anything, but this is very real, Ms Rousso." Dr. Tobias deadpanned with a serious expression.

Oh my fucking life. I almost laughed at the irony of it all.

I stared at the medical report in complete shock. 3 weeks.... That would mean I got pregant in Madrid. Oh my gosh.

" You fucking devious bastard" was all I could think to say. He probably gave me a fake pregnancy test.

What now?

"Now you are still early along, but for the first trimester I suggest you have weekly check ups. Once you get to the second part of the pregnancy they can change to monthly until the baby is born" the doctor said writing notes down on his notepad. Before handing me the page.

"These are some vitamins that I recommend you take daily to help the fetus development and to keep both of you as healthy as possible during the first phase. If you have any question you can ask me now, but if not you can see yourself out" he said with a smile.

I nodded, thanking him before I left his office.

Should I tell Emiliano?

I decided it was the right thing to do and took a picture of the report before sending it to him.

Me: I'm pregnant.

I waited a few minutes for him to respond but he didn't. I sighed and put my phone away before leaving the doctors office.

I didn't need Emiliano, I could raise this child by myself. My father would love a grandchild even if he doesn't have a father.

My phone vibrated in my pocket and I took it out.

Hubby : Is it mine?

Hubby: if it is, abort it.

My heart shattered for what felt like the nth time that month.

He was so against it before, why does he hate me so much suddenly?

I phoned him wanting to speak to him directly, but he kept declining. What the hell? What was I supposed to do now?

Me: Emiliano you can't be serious. You're the one that wanted me to be get pregant in the first place. And you know I've only ever slept with you.

Hubby: I don't want a child from a whore. If you don't get rid of it, I will.

And I knew right then that Emiliano really didn't want me anymore, because he knew more than anyone how I hated that word.

I let the tears stream down my face closing my phone.

"It's okay baby. Mommy will raise you just fine on her own" I whispered, my voice cracking as I rubbed my tummy.

I didn't need him to have this child. I was rich enough to support my baby for the rest of its life and if Emiliano was too much of a coward to accept his child, fuck him.

I sighed getting out of my car as I reached my family estate. I had to tell my father firstly. I didn't want him to find out from someone else or be surprised when I gain a shit ton of weight.

I walked up to his office and knocked on the door.
I heard a very muffled come in through the wooden door and walked in.

"What wrong, sweetheart?"

I sat down on the chair in front of the desk letting out another sigh.
"Daddy. So you know I've been away from work and my apartment for a while?"

He nodded his head slowly obviously confused as to where I was going with this.

"Well it's because I moved in with my ex-boyfriend."

He hummed in acknowledgement.

" I have been living with my ex-boyfriend for over 4 months now before we broke up.... And now... Before we broke up he was uhmmm..... He was trying to get me ahh. Well long story short, I'm pregnant and I don't want to tell him" I lied not looking away from the glass desk.

I didn't even have to imagine the look he had on his face right now, he was probably so disappointed.

"Alessandra. Are you serious?" he asked his voice disbelieving and in shock. I nodded my head solemnly in return not trusting my voice enough to speak. I was so ashamed. It was disgraceful for me to get pregnant before marriage and would definitely damage my father's reputation. I closed my eyes sadly trying to keep the tears at bay.

"Oh this is great news. I wish you would tell the father about it, but other than that I will have a grandchild. A little Rousso for the family to continue the lineage."

He almost squealed in excitement.
I looked at him in shock, happy at how well he was taking the news.

" But on a serious note... Who is the father? I need to know what blood he is mixing into our family."

I shook my head looking at my hands once again.
"I won't tell you who it is, but no need to worry his blood is as pure as they get. His on a higher level than even Louise." I told him standing up to leave. I was happy that he knew now and that he wasn't upset because of it.

My body felt heavy and tired as I walked upstairs to my bedroom. So tired from the past few days.

I opened my room door smiling slightly as I saw my warm comfy bed waiting patiently for me.

As soon as I stepped into the room I noticed the window was wide open and the change in my bedding, my sheets were messy at the corner and my blanket wasn't tucked into the mattress like how I had left it. Something was different.

I sighed realizing that I was just being paranoid. I walked into the room and headed to the bathroom to take along relaxing bath. After the day I had I felt like I deserved one.

I stared into the mirror and smiled to myself. I was pregnant... With a real life baby in my belly.

This was the start of better days, my pregnancy is a clear sign of that.

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