Chapter 97 - kind mr Bennet
"Mr Bennett keeps coming to check up on you every minute, are you sure he is not your boyfriend?" Laura asks as we continue through the phase of the second painting competition which determines who makes it to the next phase and who does not.
I know for sure that I sl not be moving onto that third phase, because te other nine people left are pros and the only reason I am able to move into this phase is because of Princess.
She had to drop out of the competition to deal with her ruined reputation.
After the scandal with me and everyone finding out who she really is behind the mask, she had to leave the competition to treat it, so she is currently doing a charity world tour.
Good for the children who would benefit from it.
"No way, he is just kind to me", I tell Laura who is definitely going to make it to the third phase that involves just three people.
She made it to this phase in the second position next to the most talented, who happens to be sameme age as me, but a college student from the most talented and expensive set school backbin America.
I wish them both luck.
"Oh well, if you say so" Laura says with a shrug as we walk towards our usual spot at the lounge area to wait for Bianca so we can all share our lunch together.
So far, I have been able to realise my talent as painting and also some part of my memory.
Aunty Nancy has however not been reachable.
I told Simon about my memories and the headaches and he insisted we body the hospital where I also learnt that I was pregnant.
Three months pregnant, even though I completed my menstrual cycle for last month.
The news was joyfully recieved and is another reason why I have to drop out of this competition whether I am good enough to proceed or not as the environment with the paint and all is not so healthy for the child.
Simon had proposed to me on the spot and was close to tears as he did so.
He regretted postponing the proposal because he wanted something grand for me.
He was so excited that he even went ahead and showed me the wedding gown he had designed and the reason why the vacation is here in Italy and not in anywhere else.
A fifty six million dollars custom made dress by the top wedding gown designer in Italy.
Such a beauty and even though it is still a work in progress, I can not wait to wear it.
And what I have in mind now is how to break the news to my friends.
But I don't really know how to.
"What's up, lost in thoughts again?" Bianca says as she joins me and Laura in where we have been sitting in silence for almost ten minutes.
"What do you mean by again?", I ask, as I prop mgsf to sit upward, Laura does the same as she faces me and now, I have all eyes on me.
"You know, you have been doing the happy spacing out thing for a while now", she says then snaps her fingers, "ever since the first phase of the competition ended", she says as she sits in the space in between me and Laura.
"Oh well", I drawl.
"Come on, tell us what is going on. Did your boyfriend propose? Or are you pregnant?", Bianca asks guessing both at once.
And if there is anything more I have gotten to learn about Bianca, it would be her special psych abilities.
She could literally guess someone about someone without ever haven met them before.
Excerpt she has met me in this case.
But still.
I guess she just made it easier.
"Yes and yes", I say and keep my grin plastered on my face.
"What do you mean by yes and yes, you're pregnant and he proposed?", Laura asks acting very interested and I nod..
"I have been thinking of how to break the news to you guys", I say still with the huge grin on my face.
"Oh my goodness you are kidding, right? I just said that jokingly", Bianca says as she shakes my shoulder.
I bring my hand to cup my belly as if to protect the growing infant and she pauses.
"You're really pregnant then", she says and I nod shyly before reaching into my bag for my ring.
Now that I have told them about it, I can boldly wear my diamond ring.
"Oh my goodness, I am so happy for you. I really am happy for you, congratulations on the baby and the engagement as well", she tells me as I flaunt my ring before putting it on.
Bianca squeals and Laura smiles before congratulating me as well.
"Thank you, so let's go have lunch then?", I ask as I am about to stand up, but Bianca pulls me down to sit.
"If we have some good news and you think we are worthy to share it with, I guess I could share mine too. I will be going to America to work full time in the best art gallery, working here was an internship and my full job which I won literally is in America", she says animatedly and I can tell that she is excited about it.
"That is so great, congratulations", Laura and I both say simultaneously.
"Thank you", Bianca smiles back and continues.
"I might just be able to buy you both lunch and take you for shopping with my big fat salary", Bianca says as she dramatically picks her fingers.
"And we would be more than glad to show you around while spending your money", I tell her and Laura clears her throat.
"Since we all have good news, oh well I will be moving back home in America. I have some business to do there", Laura says as as we both turn to look at her.
"You mean your to secret agent assassination business right? Congratulations to you too, I hope I am not your target now that I have become rich", Bianca says and Laura rolls her eyes at her.
"You're not serious. Anyways, I will also be going back after this phase of the competition probably by the end of the month", I say and Bianca nods.
"Me too, I will be leaving after the third phase. I want to see to the end of this one", Laura says and I nod at her.
That is understandable and smart as well.
She and the first position will definitely have a fair competition and every one always enjoys that.
"Mine is until the end of next month, but when we all get back to the states, let us all meet up and have lunch then go shopping together", Bianca says.
"Sure and I would like to be the first godmother for your child", Laura says and she gets ready to stand to her feet.
"Me too, I will be the second godmother", Bianca chirps as she straightens up in a start.
Perfect, my baby already has three mothers including myself.
And I am happy about it.
We all take separate cars, but Bianca at the last minute insists on going with me because she is so excited about my baby bump even though it is not obvious yet.
"Can you feel the baby kick yet? Is it a boy or a girl? When is the wedding? Will I be a bridesmaid too? Make me the chief bridesmaid and Laura the assistant chief bridesmaid", Bianca says and literally Lester's me until we get to our destination.
"Why don't we have lunch first?", I ask Bianca as the three of us make our way to our favourite spot after greeting almost everyone we come across.
"Are we going to have our usual?" Bianca asks as she looks at me.
"Yes sure, some Italian sea food, you pick this time, I dofor our last lunch", I say, referring to the lunch we had before the weekend.
It is another Monday, but unlike the first, no one is staring at us to weird us out.
It turns out that the reason that happened the first time we came was because there was an exclusive community get together going on and we were total strangers at that moment..
They had expected us to do an introduction of some sort because they thought we knew about it.
But we had just stared back and panicked for a while before totally ignoring them.
All is settled now, though and we enjoy our meal everytime we come here while being respected as per the fact that we have a black card I flaunt and wat as much as we want.
"What? Why are you looking at me like that?", I ask Bianca who keeps coming her head sideways.
Laura's face is buried in the menu, so I do not know what is up with her.
"Don't you have those morning sickness when you become picky with your food and all?" Bianca asks and I chuckle.
"No, I am actually almost done with my first trimester and I only just realised this last week, so I can eat as much sea food without getting tired. I didn't get any morning sickness at all", I explain and Laura drops her menu to give me a questioning gaze.
"Interesting", she says as she looks at me.
Bianca gives me the same look and I know what they are expecting.