Yours, Never Again

2 months later.

Eloise’s pov

“Your tummy is bigger,” Leslie said to me. I went to the coffee room to take some water and I met her making some tea for herself.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I have been eating a lot these days and I have stopped my morning runs, how many weeks are you gone now?” I asked her. She and Anderson were expecting a baby boy.

“Thirty-one weeks. I have prepared who will be replacing me temporarily on the day I go to the delivery room.” She sipped her tea and she was making a toast too, since when did we have a toasting machine here?

“I told you to go on maternity leave, I won’t go to jail for overworking you if something happens to you,” I warned her.

“Calm your titties woman, my doctor said it was okay and I am not even doing strenuous work. Anderson is always at work during the day so I can’t stay at home alone. If you can tell Victor to let me go on his paid leave then I will go on mine too.”

She looked so stressed and different. “I will see what I can do.”

“Thank you, my love.” She beamed her brightest smile at me revealing her dimples and I smiled at her back and I drank water.

After work, I drove Leslie to The harts group in her car. Victor dropped me off at work this morning because I complained that my legs were sore so I didn’t bring my own car.

My whole body was sore and my breasts were still tender and sore too. I missed my period twice too. I couldn’t be pregnant cos Victor had been using protection.

We had unprotected sex in my house two months ago before the anniversary, it can’t be. I am pregnant? My tummy was a little bigger than usual but the first time I was pregnant I didn’t miss my period.

I should go see a doctor or something but I need to confirm if I am pregnant first. Leslie got down from her car and I handed her the car key then I went to the bathroom to call our housekeeper to get a pregnancy test kit.

I adjusted my makeup and I headed to my husband’s office. A woman was walking out of his office angrily while I walked in. She was holding some kid too.

I didn’t see the kid’s face but I hope this is not like some scene in a novel that I read where the billionaire husband had a mistress or a long-lost woman that had a son for him from a one-night stand.

There is only one way to find out. I walked into his office calmly. His secretaries didn’t stop me of course they knew I am their boss’s wife.

“Hey, babe,” I said and I went to his desk, flung my bag somewhere then sat on his lap. We kissed but I didn’t miss the worried look he wore on his face.

“Are you okay baby?” I asked and he rubbed my tummy.

“Yes, you ate dinner without me? Your tummy feels like you ate.”

“No, I am starving. I haven’t had anything since morning. By the way who was the woman that just left your office?”

“I would explain to you later, let’s just find something to eat.” We went to a restaurant and we had dinner. I didn’t want to press on because I don’t like it when people force words out of me.

I noticed something was off about him but I didn’t want to bother him. He would explain when he is ready.

We got into the car, and my mood had already changed, I was sulking but he didn’t notice. His hand was on steering but his mind wasn’t.

A delivery bike passed in front of us, we were supposed to stop at the intersection but Victor was lost in his thought.

I screamed when we almost hit the delivery man and he hit the brakes. I got from the car and I apologized to the delivery man.

I opened the door to the driver’s seat. “Get down.”

“What?”

‘Let me drive, I don’t want you to crash this car. I don’t want to die yet.”

He got down from the car and then he went to the passenger’s seat. I got into the car and I drove us home. I went to my own room because I was really annoyed with him and I locked the door behind me.

My phone chimed continuously, I checked it and I saw a call from Leslie and another from David.

I called David back immediately.

“Hey, girl.”

“Bud, how have you been?”

“Not bad, I have been trying to reach your husband, is his phone dead?”

“I don’t know bud. He is not in his best mood, I am not even staying in our room tonight.”

“Did you guys have a fight?”

“No, we don’t fight like before. I hope it’s not what I am thinking anywhere.”

“What’s that?”

“It’s nothing bruv.”

“Spill it El.”

“Do you know any good lawyer over there that can beat Chan? If what I am thinking turns out to be the truth, I am divorcing your best friend.”

“Chan is a business lawyer, I don’t think he has ever handled any divorce cases. What are you thinking Eloise?”

“Later David. Don’t you dare tell him about this,”

“Okay ma’am”

“I am hanging up now, bye.”

“Bye.” I hung up.

My phone beeped continuously. I checked the texts, they were from reporters trying to confirm if my husband had a baby mama and was rejecting his child.

Dammit, I was right.

I rang Emmanuel, my male best friend up to come to pick me up and I sent him the articles the reporters had sent to me.

Just before Emmanuel came over, the housekeeper came to inform me that my husband was drinking in the bar and she dropped the test kit too.

I went to the toilet to pee on it.