The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 34

Anna's POV

I am angry with my mom. After Aidan Alvarez left, I was greatly troubled about everything he said to me and I blamed my mother for it. I still don't understand why she will stoop so low to go beg him. If she hadn't begged him to accept the baby and me, he wouldn't be asking me to marry him in the lamest way ever.

Is that even a proposal? He was making it look like he is doing me a favor by getting married to him. I hate his guts.

I waited for my mother patiently, till I fell asleep. When I am awake, it is already dark and I am still on the sofa in my school dress. I get up and place my right hand over my head. The headache has reduced a bit.

I remember all that happened earlier with Aidan and all the rubbish he was spurting out to me, I begin to feel annoyed again. I still can't believe my mother went to meet him.

Is she the one that brought up the idea of marriage to him or he is the one who wants to be married? Why the hell is he even talking about marriage now when we haven't even talked about the child we are expecting. I never imagined our first meeting after the day we had sex was going to turn out this way.

I hiss and stand up to go to my room. I need to call my mother. I can't take this anymore.

Is this why she asked me not to abort the baby? For her selfish reasons? Why is mother acting this way? Why is she inconsiderate of my feelings? Why is she doing this to me? I feel like crying right now.

When I am in my room, I sit on the bed and begin to cry all of a sudden. I cry for a while, wishing all of this didn't happen to me and I don't have to be in this position where the man I am expecting a child for will refer to me as a slut and insult me for no reason.

Is this my fault? What have I done to deserve it?

My phone rings and I remember I am supposed to call my mother. I want to ask her why she did that but I feel talking to her about it over the phone sounds wrong.

Pamela's name flashes across the screen and I pick it up with a shaky hand, wiping my tears stained face. I really don't know why I cry easily these days. I just cry at every slightest thing. Even the day I fell sick, I cried.

"Hey, baby", Pamela's voice booms into the phone, almost dissolving my anger. I wish I am like Pamela, she is carefree.

"Hi", my crack voice replies.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" She asks me.

I know Pamela will figure out something is wrong with me from my voice. She is just the best thing that has ever happened to me. I don't know how to tell her what is wrong so I burst into tears again.