His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 1015

After they got home, Donna reminded George to take Sula to her bedroom to which he happily agreed. He gave Sula his arm for her to lean on and he carefully supported her as they climbed up on the stairs together. But before they could enter Sula's bedroom, her steps faltered and she suddenly pulled George's arm away, which surprised him. She lowered her gaze and stared at the floor for a while. She then slightly turned to shift her gaze at George, who was standing patiently at her side. With a faint smile on her face, she softly said, "George, I am too tired today. I need to have a good sleep. Can we just call it a night?"

Sula did not want him to keep her company. But George could understand her request for him to leave and decided not to force her to let him get in.

He nodded and smiled heartily at her. "Well then, have a good rest. I will be downstairs. If you need anything, just call me."

"I will," Sula responded, flashing him with a sweet smile. She watched him as he headed downstairs and decided to wait until he was out of her sight before entering her room.

Soon after taking a shower, she laid down on her bed. She couldn't help savoring the feeling of finally having that quiet and calm moment for herself. She was lost in thoughts as her mind drifted to all the events had happened earlier that day—George had asked her hand for marriage and she had found out her pregnancy after she had undergone a medical check-up. All of these had happened suddenly and way too fast that she could barely handle them. She found it really daunting and somewhat unacceptable.

She unconsciously laid her hands on her belly. Though it didn't feel like swollen at all as she touched it gently, it surely seemed that there was a life forming inside.

Her mind was in a mess as her thoughts lingered on this. She could tell that George was delighted though surprised and even Donna mimicked his happiness too. Both of them were so excited about this baby coming into this world. However, she had no idea whether she should give birth to this baby or not.

She was indeed confused. "My child...can you tell me? What should I do next?" Looking mirthless, she talked to herself.

"Why did you come down so soon?" Donna asked. George descended the stairs at a slow pace, taking his time as he had too much to reflect in his mind. As soon as he reached the ground floor, he noticed Donna standing in the living room, staring at his direction. She continued to ask him with a frown, "Why are you here already? You are supposed to stay with her for a while."

"I intended to stay with her, but she said she wanted to sleep early tonight. So, I didn't force her to let me stay with her." George didn't draw himself back from his deep thinking. When he snapped out of his musing, he looked pleased. "Mother, would you please take care of Sula in the following months. She needs someone to look after her closely in terms of her diet."

"Rest assured. You don't need to worry about such small stuff. It's all on me." Then Donna gave him a stern glance and warned him, "Well, you'd better take good care of your own stuff too."

Donna paused for a while, then she raised her eyes and let out a deep sigh. She asked George with much concern in her eyes, "Now that Sula is pregnant, it is time for you to consider when to hold the wedding for you two. And you still have something else to worry about. What about Holley? How are you going to deal with her? I hope that will not slip out of your mind, or have you come up with an idea yet?"

"Be at ease. I know how to deal with my issue with Holley," he reassured her.

They continued their conversation which mainly centered on Holley when George's phone rang inside his pocket. Taking it out, he subtly wrinkled his brow as he stared on the screen showing Holley's name.

"Is it her calling?" Donna instinctively queried. She was able to catch George's sudden change of countenance as he looked at his phone.

"Yes," George responded. Then he immediately went outside to put himself through the line. After collecting himself, he assumed a calm and gentle voice. "Holley, what's going on?"

"Dear George, where are you now?" George heard her say on the other end in a voice cloying in sweetness. "My stomach aches very much. Can you...come up and stay with me?"

Holley was, in reality, feeling tensed up. George had never been so indifferent to her like this before, so she felt obliged to make a phone call to him at this time, to sound him out. The mere idea of George having a change of heart towards her could totally freak her out.

"Stomachache?" George found it a little odd to believe, but he still pretended to be worried and prompted in an anxious tone, "Is it because of the baby inside your belly? Can you bear it as patiently as possible? Where are you now? I am coming for you right away."

"I am at home." Holley managed to force a reply, pretending to be so weak that she could barely speak even one more word.

"Okay, stay there. I'll be there soon." George hang up shortly.