Love You Can’t Say

“Maybe I will rest for some time!” It was hard to balance life and work after the baby was born. Hence, I decided to find job when the baby was old enough.

“That makes sense. You really had a hard time when being with Dennis. It’s time for you to have a good rest. I have saved some money these years and it’s enough for us to spend!”

I replied with a smile, “Don’t worry. Even if I get divorced with Dennis, I still have lots of savings!” The villa was grandfather’s heritage. I wouldn’t sell it even Dennis decided to give it to me. As for the share, I hadn’t decided how to handle it.

I hanged up the phone after chatting with Diana for a while. Then I supported my head beside the floor-to-ceiling windows to appreciate the scenery outside.

It was true that I had to think over how would I spend the rest of my life.

The air was a bit cold in the room and I couldn’t help rubbing my hands. When I was going to find a coat, I found Dennis was standing behind me.

I was in cold sweat out of surprise and asked, “Have…haven’t you gone to the company?” I didn’t know how long he had been standing behind me and was not sure whether he overheard my conversation with Diana or not.

His dark eyes rest on my body and asked coldly, “Where are you planning to go?”

I was startled by his question. It seemed he overheard I was planning to leave. I didn’t know how to answer him but frowned to covered my belly, screaming, “Ah, my belly hurts a lot!”

I crouched down when I was saying this.

He hurriedly walked by my side and pulled me up. Then he frowned and remarked, “Let’s go to the hospital!”

I…

It seemed I was caught in my own trap.

“No…”

Maybe because I refused his suggestion too quickly, he squinted his dark eyes and looked at me in a suspicious way, asking, “Clara, are you reluctant to go to the hospital?”

I showed a sad look and stared at him with red rims around my eyes, saying, “No…I am afraid of the feeling when I am lying on the operating table unconsciously!”

His body stiffened obviously. After a long time, he suddenly pulled my sleeve to lead me out of the bedroom.

I thought he was going to take me to the hospital. I dragged his clothes and remarked, “Dennis, I really don’t want to go to the hospital!”

Besides, my belly didn’t feel any pain.

“I will prepare you something to eat. Maybe you will feel better.” He glanced at me in a cold but helpless way.

I had a mixed feeling when hearing his words. Yesterday he helped me out in the nightclub and today he made a compromise on the hospital thing. Maybe he was not as indifferent as I thought.

Human being is a greedy creature. Once they were satisfied, they would strive for more and want to keep everything by themselves.

He led me by the table and got to the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a bowl.

I thought it was porridge, but it turned out to be brown egg. I looked at him with a mixed feeling. He also looked back coldly and then said in a deep voice, “Mario will come to check you later. You don’t have to go to the company these days. Although Stefan’s project is over, you have to take responsibility for your own mistake. You don’t have to work today. Have a good rest!”

Then he put on the coat and left with a car key.

I was surprised by his change…When did it start? After knowing I got pregnant?

I stared at the egg for a long time without eating.

My mind was still straying when Mario came.

He frowned and remarked, “You don’t have to force yourself to eat nutritious food. You can eat anything you like. There is no need to be too cautious.”

I finally sobered when hearing Mario’s voice, finding he was standing by the table with a medical kit.

I hurriedly stood up and greeted, “You’re here.”

He was startled and didn’t say anything more. Then he handed me the medicine in the kit and instructed, “Take it three times a day for twenty-one days. You’d better not drink any wine next time. Alcohol can lead to slow growth and deformation for the baby. Besides, you may have to record your information in the hospital and start attending antenatal examination.”

I nodded and handed over the medicine, replying, “Thank you!”

He was going to leave after providing suggestions. However, he stopped and said, “Based on your situation, you can’t leave in a short time. Maybe you can confess with Dennis. He intends to keep the baby. I believe he can handle everything!”

I knew his meaning. The problem he was referring to was related with Olivia.

I didn’t know much about Olivia’s thing. I never asked Dennis about his relation with her. However, I couldn’t help asking, “Dennis must love Ms. Pearson a lot!”

Mario sat on the sofa, glanced at me and replied, “It has nothing to do with love. If you want to stay with Dennis, you have to tell him the truth and let him handle it. He has his own way to deal with it.”

What way? I wondered.

However, I didn’t ask him. Everyone has his or her own thought. I didn’t know what was Dennis’s way, but I knew I had to raise up the child by myself.

I didn’t think Dennis was in love with me. If grandfather was still alive, I could rely on his power and spent extra years with Dennis. However, now grandfather was gone and I didn’t have the confidence that I could continue living with Dennis.

It was not a wise choice to risk with the baby.

I remained silence for a while and remarked, “Thank you for helping me to keep the secret. I have my own plan.”

Mario frowned when finding I didn’t want to accept his suggestion.

He sighed and remarked, “I still get other things to handle in the afternoon. Remember to take medicine on time. I have to leave.”

I didn’t eat the brown egg Dennis cooked after Mario was gone. I still felt there was something wrong with my stomach. Maybe it was because I was on the early stage of pregnancy and didn’t have the symptom of morning sickness. However, I didn’t want to eat anything.

I lied in the bedroom for a while and my phone suddenly rang. It was a stranger’s number. I picked it up.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Someone’s voice came after a long time, saying, “It’s me, Olivia!”

I was startled that she would call me. Then I frowned and asked, “What’s up?”

“Let’s have a talk. I have sent you the address for our meeting.”

She then hanged off the phone before I could answer.

I didn’t have any clue why she would find me at this point.

However, it seemed everything was related with Dennis.

Why I had to meet her as she required? I sent the screenshot of the address to Dennis and texted: Ms. Pearson asked me out. I am afraid I will beat her again. I have already refused her.

After a while, Dennis called.

I was leaning against the window in the balcony of the bedroom to appreciate the scenery when he called and asked leisurely, “What’s wrong, Mr. George?”

I could picture his expression when hearing my words. He said in a bit annoyed tone, “Where are you?”

“At home!”

“Well! Have a good rest!” He waited for a while and reminded me.

I nodded and replied, “I will.”