Arranged Marriage: Dangerous Heiress Chapter 104
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Andromeda rolled on the bed and covered her naked body. Her husband is wasn't with her and where should she search for him? She went to the walk-in closet and took his PJ top and put it on. Then she started searching around the house. She checked each room and then she stayed in the yellow room and stayed there for a while.
An arm wrapped around her waist. She smiled and turned to him. Zach looked at the crib covered with plastic. He suddenly looked downcast remember their unborn child. It's all soul's day and he wondered how their angel is doing in heaven?
"What do you want to eat?" She asked and scooped his face.
"You." He grinned at her. Andy laughed and pinched his sides. "Ow…" He pouted at her. Andy laughed again and climbed up to him and hugged him. Zach hugged him staring at the crib for a little while then he took her away from the room after he locked it.
He carried her downstairs to the kitchen. She reached the floor and went to the fridge and start rummaging. Pulled out few ingredients and prepare them.
"Andy." He calls.
"Hmm?"
"Let's go visit some doctors. There might be a chance for you to get pregnant."
Andromeda stopped and froze. She calmly put down the knife and turned back from him and open the fridge. Andy pressed her lips and gripped her hand on the handle of the fridge.
"I'll be with every session… My friend knew the best doctor." Zach insisted.
Andy closed the fridge and left the kitchen without saying anything. She went to her own office and locked herself. She leaned on the door and slowly, her knees fall on the floor. Tears started streaming down her face as she looked up and hugged her knees.
"Andy?" Zach knocked. "I'm sorry, baby."
Andy remained inside, silently crying. She lied to Zach. How is she going to tell him now? He wanted a baby and she's not ready. She stayed there and like she didn't hear anything at all.
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On the other side of the door, Zach sat down and lean on the door. He doesn't want to unlock it with spared key and invade her there. It's a little while that he's been waiting there. She must be hungry. Then, the doorknob twisted, and she opened the door. Zach looked up at her and reached her hand.
"I'm sorry." She muttered. Her eyes are red, and she looked so broken. Zach knelt in front of her and hugged her waist.
"No, Andy. I am sorry. I just thought that you wanted to try…" He stood and scooped her face. "I'm going to cook, okay?"
***
Ellen started rummaging in her closet. Andel watched her choose whatever she would wear, and she couldn't decide. It's fun to look at so he stayed on the bed and watch her choose dresses, but he shook his head.
Ellen got annoyed since they are wasting time. So, when Andel noticed her annoyance he slid off from the bed and strode to her closet. He took whatever jeans it is and a t-shirt then he gave it to her. He patted her head.
"You don't need to stress on what to wear. You are perfect to me even you wore rags—but mostly nothing." He winked. Ellen flushes and punched his stomach teasingly.
"Then, are you going to make love to me tonight?" she asked in a very innocent way. Andel looked away and left the room. "Andel!" She called and she grinned.
It didn't take long for her to dress up and she only put a little powder and lipstick on her face. Then she took her jacket. Andel put his shades on and reached her back, pushing her gently outside. He locked her penthouse and took her to the parking lot.
"So, where are we going?" She asked.
"To visit my mom." He pulled out the cover from his motorbike and put the cover on the car beside it. He reached the black helmet and put it on her carefully. "It will be a little traffic and there might not be any parking space so a motorbike is practical."
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"We are going to visit your mom, does this mean that you are going to marry me?" She asked again. Andel froze. Why does he felt like whenever she asked it would sound like an innocent question? It's not like he doesn't want to marry her. He wanted to marry her but it's not the right time.
"We are not going to get married, yet. Stop bugging me with such questions. Okay?"
"Okay."
He starts the motorbike and lets the engine runs for a while. He fixed his shoes and then redo her shoelace to make sure that the ribbon won't lose.
"Come on, let's fill your stomach." Andel patted her stomach thinking that she might be hungry.
"With babies?" She asked again. Andel looked at her in the eyes. She only blinked like an innocent kitty. This is driving him crazy. Andel scratched his head and exhales to calm himself.
"Ellen." He warned her. He turned around and behind her, Ellen snickered a laugh. He turned to her and she acted innocent. "Put this on." He gave her a small backpack that contains a few things. It's weightless so it won't make her tired.
He straddled on the motorbike and helped her climb. Ellen fixed her jacket as Andel is adjusting his helmet. Ellen hugged him tightly and hold his boobs.
"I am happy that your boobs aren't bigger than mine." She said. Andel laughed out loud and pull down her hands to his waist. Her breasts are pressed at his big and it's bigger than his. Twice bigger. Anyway, his little kitty has been acting so childlike and sweet and he loved it.
"Hold on tight, okay?"
"I'm holding tight."
***
Moira carefully pulled out the flowers that she bought a while ago and enter her mother's monument. She left Alanis early so she could visit her mother and talked to her for a little while. She lightens the candles and faced her mother's beautiful painting.
"So, this is your mom?" Alanis asked. She wanted to punch the guy for following her. He sat down beside her and hugged her. "She's so beautiful. Now I know where you got that beauty."
"Why did you follow me?" She asked.
"I just want to make sure that you are safe. I even bought foods for our picnic with your mom."
Moira looked at three men who settled a carpet in front of her mother's marble tomb, few cushions, and a blanket. Then a basket of foods and drinks. It's not cold anymore. She felt the warmth inside the monument. It's because of this stupid guy.
Alanis takes her to the carpet and removed his shoes.
"Thank you." She said sincerely. Alanis smiled and scooped her face.
"I will do anything for you, my Queen." He kissed her passionately and she responded.
***
Andel entered the monument and someone already visited. His dad. There is even a basket of his mother's favorite fruits. His father never forgets it. Even her mother's favorite flowers are glooming inside.
Ellen settled their food and sat down on the bean bag. He sat beside Ellen and snaked his arms around her.
"Mom, my little kitty is here. And she's driving crazy." Andel told as he looked at his mother's painting. Ellen pinched his sides and cuddle on him like a kitten. "I love her, and I will marry her at the right time," Andel said as he looked at her. Ellen's eyes widen staring back at him.
"I will marry you but you have to make love with me first."
Andel giggled and patted her head.
"Stop talking nonsense. Not in front of my mom, okay?" He took the sushi that they bought and told her to eat.
They stayed there talked about kinds of stuff and even about the on-going renovation of the new restaurant. He's so proud of his little kitty. She's independent and she's intelligent. She also has a big heart. He loved her so much that it hurts.
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