6: Expecting

I spent half of my day stuffing ice cream into my mouth feeling like a coward for not confronting Damien about the messages. I scooped another spoonful of banana flavour stuffing into my mouth. I relaxed a little letting the ice melt on my tongue. My phone chimed and I groaned picking it up. Damien's name flashed on the screen and I wanted to puke.

Should I pick? Of course I'll pick. Not picking is acting like a stupid teenager that don't know what her boyfriend is up to. Maybe the woman is just one of his co workers. But why did the text seem so intimate? I tapped on the green button aggressively.

"Jay. Are you already at Chloe's?" He seemed to be walking...i hope cause his breathing was a bit raspy.

"No. I can't go" I blurt. There was silence before he finally spoke.

"Why? Are you sick?"

I scoffed. If only he knew. I crossed my leg under the blanket. I just can't admit the text I saw. So I decided to lie.

"Yes. A stomach ache" I squeezed my tummy so I winced for effect. Gosh! It  felt so good to lie.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" He asked. Before I could answer, I was distracted by a voice in the background.

"Yohooo! Dammy! The food is not going to eat itself"

It was a females voice and the same nickname I read in the text. Who calls someone Dammy anyway. I flung my phone to the other side of the bed after hanging up. I know Damien doesn't love me enough but having an affair is something else. Why would he do this to me. I felt my stomach squeeze and I winced. Now I'm really sick.

Damien POV

She hung up. She hung up on me. If it was any other normal person, I'll be furious by now but I'm not. Just concerned. I stuffed my phone in my pant pocket and headed back for my table. Bethany was there playing with her food on her plate. It was a shame I'm stuck up with her. My appointment finished so early and Bethany kept on disturbing me so I wanted to know what she was up to.

"What took you so long" she puckered her very bright red lips while batting her lashes. In short, she was pouting. Some years back, I would've gotten affected by that and fucked her against this table but now I'm wondering how I ever fell for someone like her. Or even got so close to making her my wife.

It's clear to see now that all those times she showed up at my office asking me to buy her gifts and in the house she brought up lots of vacations, I should've know she was after my money.

"It was an important call" I replied shortly.

"I see" she smiled. She kept on blabbing and talking about how well she's been in years and how Alberto started a business for her while I was stuck and worrying about Jay. Is she ok? Is she vomiting? She has a habit of throwing up when she's sick. Even if it's just a cold.

Now, sitting in this expensive restaurant talking with Bethany, I realise just how much I care about Jay. We've only been together for some months but I already feel attracted to her. I don't know what to call what I feel for her.

"So what have you been up to this past few years Dammy?" Bethany asked. She really needs to stop calling me that. It used to spark something in me before but now it's just annoying.

"The usual. Just working a lot" I shrugged. I tapped my fingers away on the table while fiddling with my phone in the other hand.

"Sorry I missed your wedding" Bethany said. She couldn't even try to hide her sarcasm. "So where's your little wife? Is she here in Paris too?" She said with a flirtatious look.

"She's with me" I said very possessive making Beth's face to fall.

"You seem to like her a lot"

"She's my wife"

"I know why you married her Damien" she blinked a few times while I just sat waiting for her to deliver her next speech. "You married her because of her father. To join your companies. You don't love her"

"Bethany where is this going?" I raised my brow. A rising anger bubbling in my chest. She knows nothing about Jay.

"What I'm saying is. We have a connection. We've always had it. What we feel for each other is great" her red nails were patting my hand.

"I'm married and so are you"

"That shouldn't stop our love Damien"

Love. I scoffed. If there was one thing I was feeling for her it was disappointment and pity. I checked my phone one last time before getting up.

"I need to go"

Bethany grabbed my hand."I'll see you around" she smiled.

I walked out of the restaurant and into my car. She wants something. But what? I called Jay again but she wasn't picking so I decided to drive back to the hotel. The restaurant was not very far from the hotel so I got there in time.

The room was empty and everything was arranged except for some tissues hanging around.

"Jay!"

I checked the balcony and the dressing room. Nothing. The last place to check was the bathroom so I did.

Fuck!

Jay was laying on the floor. Her arms wrapped around her body and head on the toilet seat. I went to her holding her in my arms. I eyes fluttered open.

"Damien" her voice was weak and hoarse. "Water"

I rushed to the sink scooping water in a bowl and bringing it to her.

"How many times do I have to tell you to always take water."

God! This woman is infuriating. And what's that awful smell. I glance around a little bit and that was when I noticed the vomit by the bath tub.

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After so many arguments, I won and I took Jay to the hospital. She looked pale and frail in my arms. My heart ached. Why did I have to go to that damned meeting. The doctor ran some few test after taking some of her blood. Jay kept clinging unto my arms as we waited for the result. Of course the doctor said she was dehydrated but there was something else.

The doctor handed me a paper and I gazed at it.

"Congratulations Mr and Mrs Forrest. You're expecting a baby" The doctor cheered and I felt my heart stop, just for a moment.