The CEO’ s second choice novel Chapter 53

　　Elena

　　I don’t walk anymore, guys. I waddle now and belong with the penguins.

　　“Look at you working that waddle, Mrs Dumont.” Isaac jests as I walk towards him in the cafeteria. I shoot him a death glare, but all he does is blow me a kiss and pat the empty seat next to him. He looks disgusted at my plate full of junk food. “What?!” I ask him as I stuff a burger into my mouth. “What are you feeding my godchild?! I sent you a list of healthy alternatives. What have you done with it?” He demands as he points a manicured finger at me but I shrug as I eat a chip. “Prolly ate it too, I dunno,” I say, much to a dissatisfied Isaac who huffs his disapproval.

　　I am currently 8 and a half months pregnant and the heaviest I have ever been! How did some women do this more than once? Yeah, in the beginning, it was cute and all with baby kicks and tumbles, but now? Now I was hot and heavy and just needed to give birth before I eventually popped like a balloon. Sebastian is loving me like this though and said I need to do it at least four more times. That’s when I immediately sent him the numbers of a divorce lawyer and mental institution.

　　Ha. No.

　　“So, did you speak to your professor?” Isaac asks me, referring to me asking for an extension due to my maternity leave, which starts tomorrow, and I nod. “Yes, 6-month extension on all assignments. I will try not to work from home, but you know me.” I say, and he gives me another disapproving look. “If you don’t rest up, I will come and disconnect your internet myself, Dumont. Don’t you dare put my child at risk!” He says as he takes a sip of his latte. I smile at this. I love Isaac so much he’s like a brother to me, which is why I made him Godparent to my baby. The only one who is constantly in my corner and tells me when I’m being overdramatic or wrong. No one has done that before, and I love him for it. Anabelle, on the other hand, has made herself scarce since I revealed my pregnancy and seems to be hanging out with the other upper elite of Exeter. No skin off my nose, though.

　　“Okay, fine, no work until I am back at school. Scouts honour.” I say as I hold my hand up and see him nod with a satisfied smile. Today would be my last day at Exeter until my child was born and after. Sebastian has been hinting that I will have to leave school after the baby is born because my responsibility would be so much more than handing in essays. I told him that I would think about it, but maybe I could handle it all who knows?

　　Isaac looks at me with a grin. “Sooo, have you thought of names yet?” he asks me and I sit back, thinking about Sebastian and my conversation a few weeks ago. He wasn’t happy with the names I chose and I wasn’t happy with the ones he chose. It was like a total rollercoaster ride, so annoying. I groan, “Sebastian wants Ingrid if it’s a girl and Leonardo if it’s a boy, but those names are GHASTLY!” I moaned, complaining about the name choices, but this time I was doing it out loud. Isaac blanches and makes a vomiting gesture. “I, on the other hand, like the names Esmerelda and Marshall,” I say with pride, but Isaac bursts out laughing. I look at him, completely mortified.

　　“You both suck bollocks at choosing names!” He says between laughter and immediately my cheeks flare up in embarrassment. I cross my arms in front of my chest. “Do you have a better idea?” I say, jilted and holding my head up high. I happened to like those names. How dare he shoot me down! He shakes his head, “I don’t but I feel as if there is no love in those names you two chose. Are they significant to you? Do they hold importance?” He asks. I looked at him with wide eyes and wondered. Those names are pretty but held no meaning to me or Sebastian. Isaac was right, as usual. We both sucked at choosing names and would have to choose carefully. Leaning in towards him, I wrap my arms around his waist and sigh. “Thank you, Isaac. I never thought of it that way.” I say and see him beam down at me.

　　“You’re welcome. Now, let’s get to class, Esmerelda Ingrid.” He says, and I burst out laughing. Oh my word, those names really do not match me at all!

　　The rest of the day went by way too fast and when I looked again, I was heading to my Phantom. I look to my left and notice the two bodyguards Sebastian had arranged for me. Ever since his parent’s accident was deemed a homicide, he has been extra careful when it came to me. In my husband’s mind I needed different drivers, changed periodically during the day and all on call, I never knew who I was going to get and neither did they.