Chapter 28 When Fear Turns into Forever
He looks completely stunned. I can see it clearly his lips part slightly, his eyes don’t blink, as if time has frozen for him. For a moment, it feels like he has forgotten how to breathe. My heart starts to race with worry. I gently place my hand on his cheek and ask softly, “Are you okay?”
He seems to come back to his senses. He grabs my hand, his grip filled with both shock and excitement.
“What did you just say?” he asks, his voice low and trembling.
Looking straight into his eyes, I say clearly, “That… I’m pregnant.”
Suddenly, a smile spreads across his face. Then, still in disbelief, he blurts out, “Seriously? I mean… I can’t believe it.”
The very next moment, he leans forward and kisses my cheek quickly, then holds my face with both hands and says emotionally, “I love you. You’ve given me such a huge happiness… I can’t even put it into words.”
After calming down a little, he asks gently, “Tell me, how did you find out? When did you know?”
I take a deep breath and tell him the truth, “I found out some time ago. But I was scared to tell you. I didn’t know how you would react… that’s why I even refused to see the doctor.”
Then my voice grows heavy, “But somehow Diana found out about my pregnancy. She said you don’t like children, and that you’ve already gotten many women pregnant…”
Before I can finish, anger flashes across his face. His eyes turn hard, “Diana has to die,” he says angrily.
I panic immediately. I grab his hand and plead, “No, please! Don’t do anything like that. At least think about her little daughter.”
He replies in a deep, serious voice, “You don’t know her. She can harm you.”
I keep shaking my head, “No… she won’t do anything. Please, don’t hurt her.”
He stays silent for a moment, then finally says, “Alright. Fine. First, stop taking so much tension. Don’t panic.”
As soon as he says that, tears roll down my cheeks. He quickly says, “Take a deep breath.”
I follow his words and breathe deeply. He pulls me close against his chest. I can hear his heartbeat near my ear, and slowly, I begin to calm down. Nearby, little Ira is already fast asleep, lost in a deep, peaceful sleep.
I am looking at little Ira. She is in a deep sleep, her breathing soft and steady. Seeing her innocent face makes my heart feel heavy with emotions. Just then, Michael looks at me and says in a voice filled with a mix of anger and complaint,
“You did the wrong thing. I was going to become a father… and you didn’t even tell me.”
I look at him. There is no clear emotion on his face, only a deep seriousness. I speak softly, “I’m sorry… but I was scared of you.”
He immediately looks at me, his eyebrows lifting slightly. “Do I seem that dangerous to you? So dangerous that you thought I wouldn’t even like children?”
I take a small breath and reply, “You are dangerous…”
As soon as I say that, he suddenly leans toward me and starts tickling me. I can’t control myself and burst into laughter. The heavy atmosphere in the room instantly becomes lighter. Seeing me laugh, he stops and looks at me with affectionate eyes, then says, “You look so cute when you laugh.”
Smiling back at him, I say, “And you look really good too… in your ruthless avatar.”
He slowly lies down beside me. I am in the middle, Ira on one side, Michael on the other. The warmth of his presence and his closeness make me feel safe. After a while, he asks in a soft voice, “Can I… touch your stomach once?”
I glare at him and reply in a slightly annoyed tone, “When you left your mark inside my stomach, did you ask for permission then?”
Hearing this, his fair face turns slightly red. He is left speechless. For the first time in my life, I see him blush. In that moment, he looks unbelievably handsome no anger, no ruthlessness, just a shy, love-filled Michael.
I laugh softly, teasing him as I say, “You look so cute when you’re shy… then why is it that everyone is so scared of you?”
He looks at me, and a seriousness settles in his eyes. In a slow but completely honest voice, he says, “You find me good only because I’m like this with you. Otherwise… in reality, I’m very cruel.”
There is no arrogance in his words, only truth. Then, hesitating slightly as if he’s afraid he gently places his hand on my stomach. His touch is extremely light, as though he’s touching something precious. In a soft voice, he says, “You’ve become so thin… you’re so weak yourself, how will you take care of my baby?”
I glare at him, a hint of anger flashing in my eyes. But he just keeps smiling and continues to caress my stomach lovingly. His touch feels incredibly sweet to me protective, caring, so different from his ruthless side. Then, in a low voice, he asks, “Are you with me in this relationship against your will?”
Without thinking for even a second, I shake my head and reply, “No.”
Then I move a little closer to him and say honestly, straight from my heart, “I love you very much.”
The moment he hears that, a soft yet deeply intense smile appears on his face a smile he never shows the world. And the very next second, without any warning, he suddenly captures my lips.
He pulls back slightly and says softly, “Thank you so much for coming into my life.” I smile and reply, “That’s something I should be saying.” But before I can finish my sentence, he leans in again and presses his lips to mine, silencing my words with a gentle kiss.
TO BE COUNTINUE...!!!