UNTIL I MET YOU : CHAPTER 271 – 280
I wake up because I hear a noise.
I jolt up and switch on the bedside lamp. An image makes me spring up at once as I slowly reach for my phone.
I yelp when my room light switches on. I blink at the visitor, and I almost choke on my breath. No way.
“Gray?”
He walks to me and stops in front of me.
He’s got stubbles. Sadly, he looks cuter—or maybe it’s because I haven’t seen him since he was shot at the dinner.
“Oh my God.” I gasp and bite my bottom lip to stop myself from crying.
I pry the comforter off my body and sit up. He hasn’t said a word to me. I stand up slowly and reach to touch him.
He’s real. I’m not dreaming.
He scans my body, and his eyes land on my stomach. A glint of emotions spreads through his face as he stares at me in bewilderment.
“You’re pregnant?” he asks at once.
“Who the fuck got you pregnant?”
UNTIL I MET YOU : CHAPTER 271 – 280
|•GRAY•|
I still can’t believe what I’m seeing. I battled death for over six months, and when I finally won, I decide to check on the one girl who makes me happy—pregnant. Like, fully pregnant.
How can she do that?
“You’re pregnant?” I ask her.
She stares at me like I’m a ghost, and I can’t fight back the anger that I had to come check on her the moment I was okay—and she’s pregnant. Who the fuck got her pregnant? Cage? Or maybe some dimwit.
“Who the fuck got you pregnant?”
“You’re serious?” she asks me.
It hurts me that she’s barely concerned about my reaction to finding her pregnant after waking up from a six-month coma.
“Ariel, who got you pregnant?” I ask her.
“I’m sorry,” she simply states.
“You’re sorry? Ariel, you’re pregnant, and you’re saying you’re sorry? I was in a coma for over six months, and I finally came back, and you’re expecting a baby. Who the fuck got you pregnant?”
“Gray, can you please keep it down? That’s not how to make a proper welcome-back speech. And yes, I’m pregnant since you’re so vexed up,” she says.
I look down at her and her nightdress. She still looks beautiful, but that baby bump is making me angry. Who did she date?
“So you moved on? You couldn’t wait? And you were so fast to get pregnant. Who’s the asshole?”
“You’re that asshole,” she says through clenched teeth as she walks out of her bedroom in anger.
I am that asshole. What’s that supposed to mean?
“Ariel,” I call after her and follow her out of the room.
She is in the kitchen with a glass of water in her hand as she drinks it.
“You know you can’t change, right?” she says and looks at me. “You got me pregnant since you care so much about who the fuck got me pregnant. Six freaking months, and you returned like that—getting annoyed about a baby. Our baby.”
What!
What the fuck is she saying?
I got her pregnant?
How come I didn’t know about it?
Why didn’t she tell me?
I’m gonna be a Daddy?
Shit!
“What are you saying?” I ask her as she walks to my form and stops in front of me.
She’s still short, with her head barely reaching my chin. I thought that was gonna change in six months. I’m just being a dick.
She pokes my chest with anger. “You are still an asshole. We had sex, Gray. At your mom’s yacht party, I didn’t use any pills, you didn’t even use a condom.” She points to her belly. “And this is the outcome of that,” she says and walks back to the counter to drink her water.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask her.
“Maybe because I was scared. I wasn’t prepared for this. I didn’t want a baby, and I got it. You told me at that party that you weren’t ready to be a father either. I bought pills to get rid of it…”
“Why would you do that?”
“You’re serious?” she asks and looks up at me in disbelief. “Gray, you weren’t ready. Plus your Mafia stupid fights.
UNTIL I MET YOU : CHAPTER 271 – 280
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