He Got Me Pregnant novel Chapter 33

Daryl can't even look at me straight in the eye while he's driving his car. I don't know why I felt irritated to myself.

Why did I even tell him that? Why did I reveal that to him?

After that talk, he didn't say a word to me. He's just on his knees while crying silently.

I bit my lip again as I remember his expressions. I don't know why I suddenly felt so soft from seeing him like this. This isn't what I planned it to be.

When we reached the NPK, he went silently off his car and opened the door for me. Before going out, I looked at him.

He didn't look back at me. He's frowning, not only because he's angry, not only because he's emotional, but it was something else.

“Are you going inside?” I asked him.

He just sighed and shook his head.

I nodded and went off.

He stood on his car waiting for me to get inside. When I'm already at the door, I heard the engine of his car.

I sighed.

Why do I suddenly feel like my heart is too heavy? I took another deep breath and started walking.

When I reached the room. I stayed on my door for a while, just staring at the gray rough surface of it. Looking at my reflection at the thin name plate.

He is now aware. But he didn't ask where they are.

I put on my thumb on the door to unlock. And went inside.

I am feeling so heavy. I am feeling worse. I am feeling stupid and I feel like I'm really stupid.

I grabbed my phone from my bag and dialed Julius.

I guess he's the only one who can understand me right now.

“Julius.” I whispered.

My tears began forming on my eyes.

“Yes, Neysha? What happened?” He asked excitedly from the other side.

“I told the twins father about them.” I said directly and my voice broke.

I heard something got dropped from his side making me frown.

“You did what!” He shouted.

I cried. I held my chest as I walked to the sofa and dropped my body on it.

“Yes...I did. And I don't know.” I sobbed and cried.

I don't know. Why everything seems so complicated. I thought I was stronger but I am just a weak shit. And will always be a weak shit.

I cried and cried while Julius was on the other side. I don't know and I don't understand how am I capable of crying this much after many years. Because the last time that I can remember, I cried like this way back 5 years ago only.

Did I deprived myself that much to hide these ugly feelings? And right now, I feel like my heart is going to burst out.

I didn't even realize it that I fell asleep on the couch from too much crying.

I still have a pending schedule in my list but I don't feel like going because my body is tired.

I just wore a robe while sipping a coffee. I am texting my assistant that I will not be present on the schedule because I am sick.