Vladimir’s POV
Vladimir comes out of Claire’s door. He then walked towards the bench and sat there.
He was about to get his phone when he remembered what had happened a while ago.
Nah. She won’t try to run away again.
So, he just sat there and took his polo, but he stopped midway.
Should I wear this? Or—-hmm… I’ll just wait for my driver.
So, Vladimir waited for his driver without his clothes on.
He looked at the ceiling while waiting for his driver when someone called him.
“Vlad?”
He looked at the person who called him.
It was his friend Ricardo, the doctor, who checked Claire.
“Oh! Is that the new trend?” His friend Ricardo teasingly said.
He looked away and spoke. “Cut the crap and give me the result, Ric.”
Ricardo walked towards Vladimir. He laughingly handed the result towards him.
“Why did you remove your shirt, man?” Richard said while still laughing.
“It’s none of your business.” He said then reached for the result, but Ricardo did not let him get the result.
“Hmmm, okay.” Ricardo then turn away from him while still holding the result.
Vladimir looked at him.
“Stop being childish, Ricardo,” Vladimir said, but the doctor still continued walking away.
“That woman, Claire,”
Vladimir saw the doctor stop from walking.
The doctor then looked at him.
“Who?”
“The mother of my child.”
“Man! That’s so corny!” While laughing. “What about her?”
Richard looked at him. So, Vladimir continued speaking.
“She doesn’t like my smell.”
“Really? But you’ve been wearing that for many years now because of Grace. What will you do about it?”
“I don’t really know. I’m still thinking about it.”
The doctor walked towards him again and handed him the result.
“Here, man. I don’t want to get involved with your problem.”
Then the doctor walked away again.
Vladimir sighed and took the papers out of the envelope, and he looked at the result of Claire.
She’s pregnant. I did not really plan it, though, but it’s a good thing for me. For my company. For my inheritance.
What will you do about it?
He remembered what Ricardo said a while ago.
It’s just 365 days or until she gives birth to our son. I’ll just keep the perfume Grace has given me.
He put the papers inside the envelope again.
After ten minutes, his driver came.
“Sir,”
He looked at his driver and saw the things he told him to bring.
His new polo on his right hand and the contract on his left hand.
His driver came towards him. Then his driver, Ron, handed him his new clothes and the contract.
He took his polo and wore it, he is button his clothes halfway and took the contract and the result.
“You can go back to the parking lot or wait for us here, Ron.”
“Okay, Sir. Thank you.”
He stood up and walked towards Claire’s room while holding the contract in his left hand.
He knocked on the door three times then opened it.
Claire’s POV
That man is getting on my nerves! Gosh! He even has the guts to tell me that I am heavy! Me! Gosh!
She walked towards her bed and took an orange, and peeled it.
What should I do now? How am I able to escape here? I’m sure he is outside looking out for me.
Claire sighed and touched her belly.
I still can’t believe that I am pregnant.
How am I able to tell my family about this? Am I ready to raise a child?
Tears fell from her eyes.
She was like that for several minutes when someone knocked on the door and opened it.
She hurriedly wiped away her tears and looked at the door.
She then saw Vladimir looking at her as if calculating his every action.
Clare heard him clear his throat.
He walked towards her and spoke.
“Here’s the result.” He then handed her the result.
Claire took it and looked at the papers.
Claire read the papers and saw the positive word in them.
She sighed.
I was still hoping that it would be negative, but…
She sighed once again.
“So, Claire, you’ve seen the result stating that you are pregnant with my child.”
She looked at him.
“Will you stop telling me that it’s your child because ---”
“It’s whom then? Hmm,”
“It’s---”
“It’s our child, Claire, so stop telling me that it’s not my child because I know that I am the only man who bedded you several times that night.”
Claire was shocked. She choked from what Vladimir said.
“And I keep an eye on you after that night for three months, waiting for this news to come.”
“Why-why do you have to do that?”
“Because of this, I know that you will get pregnant. I’m a man, Claire. Even though I am drunk, I know what we did that night. So, do I have to state the obvious? Oh! I remembered, I just told you that we had s*x several times that night without pro---”
“Shhhh!” Claire said aggressively!
“Not because it’s just the two of us here doesn’t mean you have to say it out loud! Where’re your manners?”
Vladimir looked at Claire defiantly and smirked.
“You even begged to me not to stop, so—-“
“Aaaaaaaaah!” Claire screamed and looked at Vladimir sharply.
“Oh! If stares could kill, I could be dead right now.” Vladimir walked closer towards her and leveled his eye on her eyes.
“I did not stop and thrust in—-“
Claire covered his mouth with his hand.
Claire felt his tongue on her palm, so she decided to let go.
“Hmmm. Oranges,” Vladimir commented.
Vladimir then took the contract out of his left hand.
“Here. You can sign that tomorrow after reading it.”