''I'm going to Australia,'' Evelyn pushes the door open; instantly catching my attention before looking up at her—leaning back on my seat.
''Why would you go to Australia?'' I ask.
''Investigate your group of friends,'' She replies.
My eyebrows furrow for a few seconds as I drop my pen onto the desk; sighing deeply. We've not talked about this for the past month. It stresses me out when she's bringing this up, just now.
''I thought we're over this. Besides, no one has been bothering me for almost two months now. Emma and the baby are healthy—everything is perfectly fine,'' I shrug; not wanting to ruin my life. Evelyn may have thought about this for the past weeks but I think that she should just let it go. Everything is fine.
''I have a bad feeling about this, Emery. They've been too quiet and I know that you worry about Emma and the baby—that's why I want to help.'' She continues to speak; stubbornly.
Evelyn doesn't know about Hannah's pregnancy; then again, no one knows about it except me. The last time my mind has thought of her was when Cole called to tell me about her pregnancy and that was it. Even if she's truly pregnant, the baby is not mine.
Yet, I'm not too sure.
Great, now I'm worrying about this over again.
''There's nothing to help,'' I mutter, slowly as I put back my earphones in—not bothered to hear her speak because I know she won't stop talking about this; she wants to find out the truth.
All of a sudden, she starts to pull them roughly which causes me to look up into her eyes due to me sitting in my seat and her standing in front of me with the table separating us—her eyes show nothing but anger.
''You, listen to me. You're my baby brother and I'm your big sister; I know what's best for you. Mother has been busy dealing with the new system ever since father passed away and I think that this is the right time for me to slip away. She won't notice,'' She says before adding, ''I'll make it quick,''
''Evelyn, cut it off, okay? Why are we still talking about this? I don't want anything to do with Hannah and I think that this is just a sick joke,'' I reply, slightly raising my voice; unable to control my temper. I've been dealing with pressure recently.
''Oh, stop being irresponsible.'' She looks straight into my eyes, ''You're hiding something from me,''
''What would that be?'' I lean forward, challenging.
To our surprise, someone knocks onto the door which catches our attention; before entering and bowing, ''Forgive me for interrupting, Your Highnesses but there's someone here to see you—she has been calling out for you, threatening the guards. She claims to have something that belongs to you,'' He says.
''How could you let her in? Who is she?'' I ask.
Then, I stand up, heading towards the door.
He avoids making any eye contact so I head down the hall before walking down the stairs with Evelyn trailing behind me—crossing her arms as soon as we reach downstairs. All of a sudden, I find myself staring at a familiar blonde hair; Hannah.
As soon as she turns around, I am left speechless.
Evelyn, on the other hand, stands beside me as she eyes the woman in front of us. Both of her eyes are eyeing at her before turning to look at me; waiting for me to speak up yet nothing comes out my mouth.
''Excuse us. Please,'' Evelyn says and the guards leave the room—the three of us occupying in here.
It's not her that bothers me but her stomach. They are showing; leaving me thinking. My mind goes blank at the sight of her and the sight of her stomach, what if the baby belongs to me? Now that she's here, it's proof that she's indeed pregnant.
''Emery,'' Hannah speaks, ''Remember me?''
My sister continues to look at me with her arms crossed; she is just as confused as me but she manages to hide it very well. She keeps on paying attention to Hannah, trying to find out who she is.
''What are you doing here, Hannah?'' I ask.
Just like that, Evelyn frowns at me before her eyes widening in disbelief—her face changes immediately as she sees the growing stomach of Hannah. Yet, I stay still at my spot only looking at Hannah without glancing at my sister, knowing she will ask.
''Can we talk, alone?'' She hesitates, slightly.
''No. Whatever it is that you have to say, my sister is allowed to be in here too.'' I reply.
Hannah glances up at Evelyn who is currently sighing deeply beside me, knowing that this is not going on well. She knows better than me and she knows when things are wrong—especially now.
''Alright. I came all the way to Australia to meet you because I don't want my child to grow up fatherless. Knowing you, you're a good guy, Emery. This is your child that I'm bearing,'' She continues to speak.
''I refuse to believe that,'' I mutter.
''Why? Because your wife is pregnant, too?'' She asks which is clearly the truth. It's true—that child may or may not be mine but if it's mine, I have to take full responsibilities which would ruin my own marriage and my own future with Emma.
Emery
''I'm going to Australia,'' Evelyn pushes the door open; instantly catching my attention before looking up at her—leaning back on my seat.
''Why would you go to Australia?'' I ask.
''Investigate your group of friends,'' She replies.
My eyebrows furrow for a few seconds as I drop my pen onto the desk; sighing deeply. We've not talked about this for the past month. It stresses me out when she's bringing this up, just now.
''I thought we're over this. Besides, no one has been bothering me for almost two months now. Emma and the baby are healthy—everything is perfectly fine,'' I shrug; not wanting to ruin my life. Evelyn may have thought about this for the past weeks but I think that she should just let it go. Everything is fine.
''I have a bad feeling about this, Emery. They've been too quiet and I know that you worry about Emma and the baby—that's why I want to help.'' She continues to speak; stubbornly.
Evelyn doesn't know about Hannah's pregnancy; then again, no one knows about it except me. The last time my mind has thought of her was when Cole called to tell me about her pregnancy and that was it. Even if she's truly pregnant, the baby is not mine.
Yet, I'm not too sure.
Great, now I'm worrying about this over again.
''There's nothing to help,'' I mutter, slowly as I put back my earphones in—not bothered to hear her speak because I know she won't stop talking about this; she wants to find out the truth.
All of a sudden, she starts to pull them roughly which causes me to look up into her eyes due to me sitting in my seat and her standing in front of me with the table separating us—her eyes show nothing but anger.
''You, listen to me. You're my baby brother and I'm your big sister; I know what's best for you. Mother has been busy dealing with the new system ever since father passed away and I think that this is the right time for me to slip away. She won't notice,'' She says before adding, ''I'll make it quick,''
''Evelyn, cut it off, okay? Why are we still talking about this? I don't want anything to do with Hannah and I think that this is just a sick joke,'' I reply, slightly raising my voice; unable to control my temper. I've been dealing with pressure recently.
''Oh, stop being irresponsible.'' She looks straight into my eyes, ''You're hiding something from me,''
''What would that be?'' I lean forward, challenging.
To our surprise, someone knocks onto the door which catches our attention; before entering and bowing, ''Forgive me for interrupting, Your Highnesses but there's someone here to see you—she has been calling out for you, threatening the guards. She claims to have something that belongs to you,'' He says.
''How could you let her in? Who is she?'' I ask.
Then, I stand up, heading towards the door.
He avoids making any eye contact so I head down the hall before walking down the stairs with Evelyn trailing behind me—crossing her arms as soon as we reach downstairs. All of a sudden, I find myself staring at a familiar blonde hair; Hannah.
As soon as she turns around, I am left speechless.
Evelyn, on the other hand, stands beside me as she eyes the woman in front of us. Both of her eyes are eyeing at her before turning to look at me; waiting for me to speak up yet nothing comes out my mouth.
''Excuse us. Please,'' Evelyn says and the guards leave the room—the three of us occupying in here.
It's not her that bothers me but her stomach. They are showing; leaving me thinking. My mind goes blank at the sight of her and the sight of her stomach, what if the baby belongs to me? Now that she's here, it's proof that she's indeed pregnant.
''Emery,'' Hannah speaks, ''Remember me?''
My sister continues to look at me with her arms crossed; she is just as confused as me but she manages to hide it very well. She keeps on paying attention to Hannah, trying to find out who she is.
''What are you doing here, Hannah?'' I ask.
Just like that, Evelyn frowns at me before her eyes widening in disbelief—her face changes immediately as she sees the growing stomach of Hannah. Yet, I stay still at my spot only looking at Hannah without glancing at my sister, knowing she will ask.
''Can we talk, alone?'' She hesitates, slightly.
''No. Whatever it is that you have to say, my sister is allowed to be in here too.'' I reply.
Hannah glances up at Evelyn who is currently sighing deeply beside me, knowing that this is not going on well. She knows better than me and she knows when things are wrong—especially now.
''Alright. I came all the way to Australia to meet you because I don't want my child to grow up fatherless. Knowing you, you're a good guy, Emery. This is your child that I'm bearing,'' She continues to speak.
''I refuse to believe that,'' I mutter.
''Why? Because your wife is pregnant, too?'' She asks which is clearly the truth. It's true—that child may or may not be mine but if it's mine, I have to take full responsibilities which would ruin my own marriage and my own future with Emma.
Not just that, people would assume otherwise.
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Chapter 46
Chapter 45
Chapter 44
Chapter 43
Chapter 42
Chapter 41
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