A Baby For My Step Sister's Husband

Chapter 3 - A Bad Discovery

“Go get the door, Chrystie. That must be my grandson." I left the dishes I was rearranging, and hurried to get the door. I was stunned to see Jerry's twin brother, the one who had visited Julia. What the heck? I was sure he was the one because they both had distinct haircuts. Memories of what his twin did to me suddenly rushed in my head. I stared at him in awe and surprise, wondering if he was like his brother or not. But when he gave me a queer look, I realized he didn't recognize me. I felt embarrassed and looked away immediately. “Good day. You're welcome."

He grunted in response as I shut the door and made my way back to the kitchen, my eyes fixed on my feet. “Wait. You're the flower girl, right?" He suddenly called. I turned around, perplexed. Flower girl? “Your name." He flashed me an alluring smile. The same smile his brother had betrayed me with. “Your name is a beautiful flower, isn't it?" “Yes, she's Chrysanthemum. Do you know her?" His grandma appeared before I could reply. “Not really. I think I stopped by at her place previously, when I was still looking for college applicants who needed a tutor." Really? Thelma didn't know him then if that was the case. I and Thelma both finished high school the previous year, but Thelma failed woefully. Her mother had been in desperate search of a private tutor ever since. My results were excellent, but for financial constraints, I would have gone ahead to apply. I could bet that if the reverse was the case, Thelma would be in college by now. I wished he would leave that same day. I only hoped he didn't come to stay. Everyday, I thought about what his brother did to me and I still felt traumatized from it. Nevertheless, I returned to the kitchen to continue my duty. I was about to replace some wine glasses where they belonged, when I suddenly noticed I was not alone. I turned around to find the twin staring at me, and got so startled that I nearly let the glasses dropped. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you." He apologized meekly. “I'm just glad to see my granny finally accepted company. She's always alone and prefers having part-time workers instead." “Oh. I see." I murmured, not knowing what else to say. From what I have seen and enjoyed so far, they were freaking rich and could afford whatever they wanted with a snap of their fingers. But they were extremely modest too. “I just can't wait to have my family so she gets to see some great grandkids before she passes on. She deserves that much, at least.” he mulled thoughtfully. I narrowed my gaze at him. "Are you her only grandchild?” "Yes, of course. My granny raised me all by herself. Sadly, my mum died during child birth.’

I was so dumbfounded. Was he kidding me right now? I scoffed. “Aren't you a twin?" He laughed it off. "What do you mean?” His phone buzzed and he left the kitchen to take his call. I guess he and his brother were on really bad terms, and decided to pretend to each other they didn't exist. “So what's your plan, David?" Mrs. Hilmer asked during dinner. She made me sit with them like I was family. “You said you quit tutoring already." David. This was my first time finally hearing his name. “Yeah. I just finished setting up everything needed for my fintech company.” He said proudly. “So get ready for the launching." “Wow. I'm so proud of you." Mrs. Hilmer beamed with happiness. My ears stood. Running a Fintech company was definitely no small feat. So why had he been spending his time, tutoring? “Are you done with highschool?” He turned to me. "Yeah. I graduated last year.” "So why aren't you in college yet?” I forced a wan smile. "I'm still saving up for school.” “Really? You want to sponsor yourself?" I wasn't surprised he looked amazed. Of course, he wouldn't understand, since he had been fed all his life with a silver spoon. “Yeah. I have to." His gaze lingered on me a moment longer with unspoken words. “You know what? Apply for the college entrance exams. I will pay."

Really?!" I was so happy and about to open my mouth to say thank you, only to suddenly throw up on the table. I panicked and excused myself from their midst as I hurried to the bathroom. I felt utterly ashamed and scared. When I returned to the dining to clean up my mess, they were in the kitchen. I felt bad for making them lose their appetite. I quickly cleaned up the mess, and packed the rest of the dishes. When I returned to the kitchen, Mrs. Hilmer hardened her gaze on me. “You will go back to your home, young lady. Let your stepmother look after your baby." My brain reeled for a moment as I tried to piece together what she said. Baby? Wait. Does this mean I was pregnant? For who? "I took you in because I had pity on you. I didn't think you looked like the promiscuous type. This was exactly why David's mother died. She took in at a very young age and died during childbirth.” "Grandma!” David hit his fist angrily on the counter. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. She actually died due to complications, not because of her age. I was just angry that she decided to spread her legs for a nonentity.” I felt angry that Mrs. Hilmer was very judgemental about my case, and didn't seem ready to give me a listening ear. Or should I blame myself for not being open to her? Besides, I was yet to carry out a test to confirm if I was really pregnant. What made her so sure? “I'm so sorry, Chrystie. But you have to leave first thing tomorrow morning." Mrs. Hilmer said.