“UH, DORIS, PLEASE take Clarence out first. We just need to talk about something.”
“No, wait . . .” he stopped Doris from leaving. He stepped closer to the two, almost wondering who the baby was.
My heart stops beating completely. I almost stiffened from the moment he started to step closer to Clarence. He stopped and looked at the child still sound asleep.
“What is his name?” His voice became smooth and gentle. He unconditionally held the hand of the naive child.
Doris glanced at me before answering. “Uh, his name is Clarence Xander,” she muttered lowly.
He clenched his jaw tight and turned his scowl face at me. I almost lost my color because of his dark look.
“Ah, Clarence and I will just go out. Sister’s bonding for a moment,” Doris said and bid goodbye. I couldn’t even nod because Lawrence quickly stepped closer to me.
He grabbed me by the hand and looked at me with dark and cold, piercing eyes. “How could you do this to me?! Why did you hide your pregnancy from me? He’s my son! My own flesh and blood! How could you, Margaux?!” His voice sounded more painful than anything.
I swallowed, my lips quivering so bad. I can feel the hot tears already welling up in my eyes. I want to stop, but it’s too late.
“I blame myself because you left. I tried to find you; even Carrick didn’t want to tell me where you were. They hide you from me!”
I felt his tight grip on my wrist, lowered his head down with black eyes drilling into mine. “But the world, Margaux, is not that small because you are not good at hiding.”
I bit my lower lip and drew a deep breath. “I never hide . . .” I said stiffly.
“D*mn it!”
I swallowed hard again. He released and wiped the two palms on his face. “F*ck!” he cursed sharply.
A pair of tears raced down my cheeks. My two knees are slowly weakening. Seeing him full of hatred made my heart swelling and hurt in a way that cuts deep in my core.
“I hired an investigator, and I knew you were in France, living on the same roof with Peter while carrying my child. How was that, huh?!” he shouted with full of rage.
“I just wanted to protect him!” I couldn’t finish my word because of his vulgar coarse.
“Protect him from whom? From me? That’s bullshit, Margaux!”
I bit my lip hard. It was as if a dagger had pierced my heart. I admit I want to take it away from him, but I know that no matter what I do, I cannot deny that he’s the father of my Clarence.
“I don’t want to hide my pregnancy from you. I’m about to confess that night, but Elliesse told me that she’s also pregnant,” I said with my shaking voice.
He shook his head and chuckled with displeasure. “And you believed her?”
I lowered my head down then nodded ashamedly.
“That will never happen! I never laid my fingers on her,” he said in a deep voice.
He stepped closer to me. His hand reaches up both my cheeks and wipes away my tears. I opened my mouth to let in a small breath as tears drain in my eyes.
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