PFMED 7
1332 Words
A month later,
“Congratulations, Miss, you're four weeks pregnant.” The doctor's words still haunt Aria's mind whenever she thinks of it.
How can she be pregnant? That too, for a stranger she met at the club where she worked earlier.
Yes, her world has turned upside down for the past month.
She finally realized that it was a crazy idea to lose her virginity to get back at Marco, but it had been done, and it cannot be reversed.
She now works in a restaurant, although the salary can't be compared to that of the club, but she's happy with it.
She let out a frustrated sigh as her mind went back to her pregnancy.
She's barely living with the money she earns; her stepfather and stepbrother will be expecting their shares, and now there is another baby added to the list.
She wondered how her life was going to be.
And how can she abort her baby? It's the lord's gift to her; she'll finally have someone to call her own.
Yes, she vowed that no matter what, she's going to deliver her baby and raise it herself.
It's been months, and she's not even sure if the man can remember her again.
“Hey! Are you blind? How dare you spoil my dress?” A resounding slap collided with Aria's cheek as Leila intentionally bumped into her with a smirk.
Aria's cheek instantly turned red and swelled up; her face was filled with anger as she faced Leila, Marco's so-called cousin, whom he is shagging.
“It's not my fault; you bumped into me,” Aria spoke quietly, not wanting to cause trouble because it was her place of work.
She knew what she could do; she would have returned the slap, but if she were to lose the job because she slapped a customer, how would she take care of the expenses and her baby?
So she couldn't afford to offend anyone.
Leila pretended to be surprised to see Aria, and she pointed an accusing finger. “It's you, you intentionally did this, right? You did this to get back at me because Marco broke up with you to be with me? How dare you spoil my dress?”
The customers in the restaurant started to gather eagerly to watch the scenes.
Aria let out a sigh, feeling tired already.
She knew Leila was intentionally picking on her.
“What's going on here?” Aria recognized that voice anywhere; it was the voice of her scumbag boyfriend, who cheated on her.
Leila gave Aria a cunning smirk, and upon seeing Marco, she intentionally burst into fake tears, clutching Marco's arm.
“Marco, it's Aria. She intentionally poured red wine on the dress you bought for me at the auction. She seems very bitter about your breakup, and she punished me for it.”
Marco hugged Leila and pecked her cheek fondly while Aria scoffed slowly.
Hearing Aria’s scoff, Marco turned to face her and snickered.
“Aria, I guess you're so bitter about Leila and me getting together, but you’ve gone overboard by spoiling Leila’s dress. I broke up with you because you don't deserve me, and being with a low-class girl like you will damage my reputation, and your whole miserable family couldn't afford the price of the dress. The thing you can do now to rectify your mistake is to go down on your knees and apologize to Leila.”
Aria looked up at Marco with a raised brow as if he had gone senile. “Excuse me?”
“Marco, do something about this? How can I be humiliated by her?”
“Don't worry.” Marco held Aria's hand, and his expression softened just for her.
His face became stoic as he turned to the manager. “It's either she gets on her knees, or I'm shutting down your restaurant. Don't you know who I am? I'm Marco Luca. My father is the richest man in the country. Don't dare me.”
The manager's eyes widened, and he started to shiver as he heard the name.
Damn, he cursed the day he employed the Aria girl. Who knows, she will bring him trouble and make his restaurant offend the richest family in the country.
The manager looked towards the other waitress in the restaurant. “If you still want your work, grab her and make her kneel to young master Luca and his girlfriend.”
Aria moved back in fright, seeing the rest of her colleagues coming to grab her.
Her colleagues hurried to catch her as they didn't want to be in the young master Luca's bad book.
They eventually grabbed her, but she struggled in their arms, kicking her leg. “Leave me alone.”
While they were grabbing her, the bag she was holding fell down, and the contents of the bag fell to the floor.
Aria's eyes widened as a particular paper fell right at Leila's feet.
She managed to get herself out of the people's grip, and she went for her paper, but Leila was quick to pick it up, and she read the content of the letter while Aria's heart beat loudly.
Leila laughed out. “Well, look who is four weeks pregnant? Aren't you a slut? Who is the father?”
Marco's eyes flashed with anger, and he stared at Aria with irritation and disgust. How could she just get pregnant after she got dumped by him?
“f**k, let's leave,” Marco announced suddenly after he read a message on his phone, making Leila pout angrily; she really wants to punish Aria so much.
Marco turned to the manager and Aria. “I'm coming back for you!”
She grunted, and both Leila and Marco gave Aria a last stare.
Marco and Leila left while Aria breathed a sigh of relief.
“Aria, what did I just hear? Are you pregnant? Who is the father of the bastard?” Aria shivered in fear as she heard the voice of her stepfather.
Her heart thudded loudly, and she whispered. “What are they doing here?”
As she looked forward, she was met with the cold smile and dangerous eyes of her stepfather and stepbrother.
She knew exactly what they could do, so she took small steps backward, her hand clutched tightly to her dress in fear.
But as she moved backward, her stepfather and stepbrother moved forward until she was caged between them.
“Yes, Aria. You need to abort this bastard instantly, or I'll help you with that. You have so many responsibilities. How can you be pregnant?” Aria's stepfather spoke with a deadly glare, grabbing hold of Aria's hand roughly, making her wince.
Aria shook her head at his words, and tears started to fall from her eyes from the pain of her bruised arms.
A slap collided with Aria's cheek, and her stepfather barked at her with a frown. “How dare you get pregnant and add to the responsibilities? You haven't paid for my alcohol money and for your brother's gambling money this month; how are you going to do that with the little bastard you're carrying?”
Aria looked up at both her stepfather and stepbrother. Her voice was very firm as tears rolled down her face. “My baby is not a bastard, and I'm keeping it.”
Her stepbrother and stepfather exchanged glances, and her stepbrother let out a cunning smile. “Oh, is that so? Little Aria has become bold now, telling her father what to do. Now look how I get rid of the little bastard.”
Aria swallowed hard, her heartbeat increasing as she saw her stepbrother grab a plank. She wrapped her hands around herself protectively.
“Don't come closer, don't you dare touch my baby or I'll kill you!” Aria's
lips trembled as she threatened in a broken voice.
“Wishing for death? How dare you try to hurt Tesoro?”
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