Surrender To Me

Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

SLOANE

I tried not to think so hard about it, dismissing it and pushing it at the back of my mind. There is no way I'd be pregnant just because it happened once, right? I remember something similar happened in the first year we started this, but I didn't get pregnant, so I won't be now.

With how busy we have gotten, that thought vanished from my mind. I was everywhere at the company for three weeks and I couldn't even sit for an hour on my desk. I had to constantly check something and attend meetings here and there. Aside from occasionally going out with Tabitha, some friends and of course, Josiah and I's secret affair still continued.

I am a bit of a perfectionist and I like everything in order. I will not rest until I know for sure that they are perfect or at least close to me. I like and hate that about me at the same time. My family and even Tabitha will often point it out and get annoyed because I can be a control freak sometimes. I try to tone it down, but I feel like I will be sick if I don't have control of something or a situation. I know my limits though, and it will never get to the point where I will hurt someone.

Josiah was as annoying as always and I don't know if he's doing it to purposely rile me up or he just likes torturing us in general. When he heard that we had some problem over shipping of some materials, he gave us an earful.

"This is why I told you not to switch over to another company. We've been working with 'La Estrella' for so many years now, but no, you just have to push what you want and look where that got us. A delayed shipment! What if we don't make it on time? The launch has been set!"

I pursed my lips because I was one of the people who agreed when the Quality Manager wanted to change the company where we order some materials for our products. It is the finishing touch and we are supposed to be finished by now, but who would have thought something like this would happen?

"Ah, finally silent, huh? Who will take responsibility for this?" Josiah asked while looking at each of us.

I raised my hand. "With all due respect, sir, this is unexpected and none of us want this to happen. We made it clear to them and they promised to deliver it yesterday, but due to the weather we can't control, it is delayed."

Josiah raised an eyebrow. "That is why we order it early, don't we, Miss Ellsworth? La Estrella always delivers on time, but you just had to change them at the last minute."

"Sir, we didn't switch just because we wanted to, we had to find another company because they refused to accept our offer despite being their active consumer for years. Had we worked with them, we would have to change the whole thing we already did and we are 90% done, which might result in more losses than a delayed launch." I explained calmly while staring back at him.

Josiah took a deep breath while staring at me. I stubbornly held his gaze and he was the first to look away when the Operations Manager talked next. The topic changed and I listened, but halfway through it, my vision suddenly blurred and I gripped the table and waited until it faded.

"Are you okay?" Cathy, who was next to me, asked, probably noticing what happened.

"Oh, it's nothing. I think I might have been too busy that I disregarded my health." I joked and she chuckled, telling me that I should take care of myself and rest.

I ignored it, but next, I had to rush to the bathroom to empty my stomach on the bowl. It wasn't exactly a pleasant moment.

"Bleh." I rinsed my mouth to get rid of the taste and a shower.

A week before the launch we will be doing the final touch. The delivery will arrive today and we must finish it all in three days so we will just wait for the big day and relax. We still need to prepare and glam up. I have yet to buy a dress for it, and I'm planning on asking Tabitha to come with me.

When I got to the company, there was no time to breathe. Everyone was running all over the company. I greeted everyone before ordering my usual cup of coffee and a piece of bread from the cafeteria. With those in my hands, I pressed the button on my floor and waited.

When I was about to step out of the elevator, my vision blurred and I gripped the door of the elevator for support, but the coffee unfortunately fell from my grasp and spilled on the carpeted floor. I couldn't bring myself to care because my vision swirled and I was close to losing consciousness.

"Yeah, I know, Mom—wait, I'll call you back, mom," I vaguely heard Josiah's voice before he rushed to help me out of the elevator. "Are you okay?"

"I feel dizzy. I don't feel so good." I replied with my eyes closed to lessen it.

"Do you want to go to the hospital? Or the clinic at least? You're pale and you're trembling, Ms. Ellsworth."

He called me by my surname and I knew there were people around us.

"N–No, I'm fine. I still have a lot to do." I tried to shake him off me, standing straight as I could feel my consciousness coming back.

"You're not. Look at you. It looks like you will collapse anytime soon. Let your team handle it for now. I'll take you home." Josiah hissed in my ear, his grip on me tightening.

"Okay." I sighed in defeat and let him take the lead. He ordered some to have the janitor clean the carpet.

He accompanied me to the parking lot and I could feel several eyes on us. I know it would be controversial, but at this point, I couldn't care less. All I want is to lay on my bed and rest.

"I'll drive your car," Josiah said and I gave him my keys.

He drove in silence and I could tell he was upset about something, but I had no energy to ask him. After what seemed like forever, we reached my apartment building and he helped me to my room. He placed my things on the center table and helped me on my bed.

"Do you want me to change you or what?" He offered and I shook my head.

"I'm fine, Josiah. Go back to the company before they get too suspicious." I said in a weak voice, kicking my heels off and covering myself with the blanket. "I just need rest, really. Maybe I've been pushing myself too hard."

"And who told you to ruin yourself over work? Nobody will praise you even if you die working.

I got his point but I was too dizzy to argue.

"Stay in bed and rest, Sloane. I mean it. Don't come back until you're okay."

"Mm-kay," I sleepily replied, deciding to just agree.

"Okay. I'll go now."

After an hour, my world finally stopped spinning and I was able to sit on my bed. My eyes unintentionally darted to the mini calendar I had on my bedside table and my mind automatically calculated the days since I missed the pill, and since I had my last period.

My heart sank when I thought of my symptoms and the date before putting things together.

"No, no, no. Please, God no."