Chapter 23
Amber kept looking at Antonio, who was standing in the doorway. She wore a pitiable expression. This girl set me up. Of course, I wouldn’t let her get what she wanted.
I deliberately showed my red and swollen left cheek to Antonio. I knew he would feel bad for me. Then, I said, “I don’t wanna be here.”
Antonio left with me.
Before that, I looked at Amber, who was lying in bed, and gave her the
same smirk.
At this time, Antonio was still on my side, although his favor mattered
little to me now.
He thought I had accepted the baby. In fact, I was preparing to leave. I panicked my luggage and drafted the divorce agreement.
I was waiting for the right time.
Yes. I planned to leave the day Amber delivered the baby. Didn’t she want me out of the picture? Well, I’d grant her wish.
Chapter 23
I’d been having a funny feeling in my belly recently.
The other day, I went to the hospital for a physical. Unexpectedly, I ran into Antonio and Amber. I registered again and had the examination.
When I got the result, I laughed so much that I teared up.
For the past five years, Antonio and I had been trying to have a baby. We never succeeded. Now, we were about to separate, and I found out I was pregnant. The time wasn’t right.
Holding the report, I wandered in the hospital absent–mindedly, at a loss for what to do with the baby.
I should have an abortion, but I didn’t have the heart to do it. It was harder than leaving Antonio.
Then, I looked up and saw Antonio with Amber, who had just had a prenatal checkup. These days, neither he nor I mentioned Amber.
He mistook my silence for acquiescence.
“Mr. Kaufman, our baby is very healthy. I’m happy about it.”
Antonio’s voice betrayed no emotion. But when he raised his eyebrows, I knew he was in a good mood. “Hmm. You’ve taken good care of it.”
They talked about the baby. Neither of them noticed I had stopped in front of them. Antonio let go of Amber’s hand and kept her at arm’s length when he saw me.
After a moment of silence, I spoke first.
“Small world. I’ll leave you be. Bye.”
Antonio took my hand in a fluster. He wouldn’t let me go. “Grace, let me explain.”
I broke free from him calmly, not mad at all.
“I’m not angry. The baby is your responsibility. I understand.”
As soon as I finished speaking, Amber’s eyes sparkled.
“Mrs. Kaufman, you’ll really let me keep this baby?”
We fell out last time. I wouldn’t be nice to her this time.
“Miss Potter, you’ll be due in a few days. Can I stop you?”
The woman lost her cool at once. Judging from her voice, she was about
to cry.
“I–I was forced.”
It was pointless to talk about that now.
I turned around and came back to the doctor. Antonio offered to come along, but I refused. Someone helped me decide just now.
