Natasha POV
I continued the call, my voice almost a low whisper
“I understand, but... just give me a few days. That’s all I’m asking for.”
“I’ve heard you.” He agreed, and suddenly, he ended the call.
By the time Lorenzo entered the hospital room, I’d ended the call.
He realized the small smile that beautified the corner of my lips. It was a smile he hadn’t seen in my face for a very long time—then a weight settled on his chest.
But he had just assured Mira that he would come home soon to sing soothing, melodious songs for her and the baby.
I guess that was the reason why he didn’t bothered asking to know who I was speaking with.
I know he was thinking it’s possibly my cousin, the only female relative still in contact with me since we tied the knot. At the end of the day, I would be left without any close friends.
Without hesitation, he walked to the table where he kept the files and gathered them. Then, he hissed coldly, ‘’Natasha, something came up at the office. I’ll come back here by tomorrow.”
In a split second, the following day passed, and the day after, and the day after that. Yet, he didn’t show up.
Rather, all thanks to common contacts, I kept seeing videos of him and Mira.
He lavished her with attention, taking her to galas and fine dining experiences.
He looked like a teenage boy in love, showing her off to everyone like she was the greatest treasure on earth.
The very day I was given the green light from the hospital, Lorenzo posted a nine-picture collage on social media.
As the sun dipped into golden hour, they were in their own little world, he gently held her cheeks tenderly and then, they sealed their love with a kiss.
Then I left a comment: ‘I wish the both of you a blissful relationship of affection and a fantastic bouncing new baby on the way.’
Some minutes later, my phone’s ringing tone blare aloud. I look to see who the caller was, and it was Lorenzo, so I decided not to pick up the call.
Some minutes after that, I went to the doctor and finished the discharge process alone. As I came out of the office and stepped past the OB-GYN department, I saw Lorenzo sitting on the couch with mira sitting next to him.
I listened to a nurse at the nurse’s station speaking kindly to Mira.
“Mrs. Lorenzo, you won’t mind me saying that your husband loves you so much that we often see him coming with you every time, and he even warms the ultrasound gel himself so you won’t feel cold during check-ups.”
The surrounding expectant mothers turned their gaze to her, admiration evident on their faces. Instantly, my hand moved unintentionally to my stomach.
Just then I recall…
A child once visited this place.
On that fateful day, I had an accident and suffered a miscarriage due to excessive blood loss. I pulled out my phone and gave Lorenzo a video call, crying.
Surprisingly, all I saw was a bare Mira on the screen, smirking big time as she said, “Mrs Lorenzo your husband lost a game to me, so as penalty, he’s at the moment tied to the bed. So tell me, is there anything you want to tell him or something you need from him?”
I felt really hurt and I said nothing, instead, I ended the call.
It wasn’t even up to a minute when Lorenzo called back.
I couldn’t help but stared at him with tears in my eyes holding Mira in his arms, without feeling any guilt, he lost his temper.
“You’re a pitiful excuse, Natasha. Always causing problem!”
Coming back down to earth, I was about to take a roundabout way, however Lorenzo came toward me with that frosty demeanour and shot back, “why are you just standing and staring at us like a fool?”
Shocked, I managed to explain.
“No offense meant, I literally just happened to stumble upon this. Sorry if I interrupted anything.”
His face was painted with displeasure, and as soon as she heard that word from me, I sensed a flash of jealousy danced in her eyes. She held his hand a bit tighter and smirked at me sweetly. “Mrs. Lorenzo I sincerely want to thank you for the blood donation; the truth is, if not for you, I would have still been dizzy today. You’ve actually saved me and my unborn child!”
“Lorenzo wouldn’t it be nice if you bring her home? Please?’’
Lorenzo affectionately touched the tip of her nose and softly said, “ my darling, your wish is my command.”
Since I’d wanted to return to the house to gather my things before now, I accepted Mira’s offer.
Right inside the elegant automobile, an awkward silence filled the air not until, as fate would have it, I caught sight of something wedged between the seat covers.
A pair of wet panties.
“Oh my goodness!” Mira sucked in a breath. “How come this is in here?”
Then she turned to him, her eyebrows furrowed at him. “Lorenzo, didn’t you tell me that you already took care of it?”