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Expect The Unexpected

Olivia POV

So here we were at dinner, and I was having problems eating. I felt like I just wanted to be sick, and I had no explanation why. I asked one of the servers if we had some sprite, 7 up, or ginger ale and, of course, we had all three. Just to be safe, when he came back out he brought me one of each. I sipped on the ginger ale first and saved the other two for another time. I pulled Marleen aside and asked her, is there a way I can get two different boxes of pregnancy tests?

I feel like something is wrong with me and I want to rule it out. Marleen said she was going to the store in the morning for Mr. Westley so she would pick them up for me while she was there. I gave her some cash, because I did not want Westley to know. I wanted to know about it first before I told him. Especially knowing that if I was indeed pregnant, that this baby was not his. I have a feeling I was pregnant though.

I went to bed and kept a trash can by me just in case, especially if I couldn't make it to the bathroom. Thankfully, I had not been feeling nausea until this week though, but I thought it was because of stress. I slept great throughout the night and when I woke up Marleen was just walking in the room and Westley was still asleep. I pointed to the bathroom, and I had to go anyway. I dipped the tests and waited the three minutes that they said to and when I flipped over all three digital tests they said positive, and when I flipped off the other three regular tests they were positive too. I can't believe he got me pregnant that a**hole.

I told him I didn't want a baby till after we had been married for a year. I have to tell Westley that Adam got me pregnant. I have no idea what I am going to do if he kicks me out though. I had nowhere to go, and I still had to sign the apartment agreement or draw up a new one, because the one that Adam had would leave him with the apartment, but I had to pay all his debts, and I was not going to do that again. I had already paid his debts, so how come I had to sign the agreement to keep paying for him to live there when I am no longer their. I planned on giving the paper to Westley and having his lawyer look at it before we left for vacation because I wanted that done before we left. I however, knew that Adam was going to make this difficult.

I had already called the landlord on Friday to have my name removed from the lease, because the lease was actually up that day. I removed my name and told them he had a new girl staying with him and just to add her name to the lease. I told her what Adam was trying to do, and she said they are bound by law to not have me pay because I asked to have my name removed from the lease the day the contract was redone with my name on it. I had already signed my name to have me removed from the contract and I made her make a copy of it for me and thank goodness I did. I decided to talk to Westley about the baby and the papers and see what he said. I just hoped he wouldn't hate me and that he would be OK with me keeping the baby regardless of who the biological father of the child was.

All my thoughts came to a seizing halt when I heard a knock on the door. Marleen had left long ago, but I still stood at the sink shaking. I opened the door and it was Westley. "Hey, are you OK? I just came to check on you. Plus, I need to use the bathroom," he said with a small smile. I gave him the one-minute finger, shut the door and grabbed all the pregnancy tests off the counter and shoved them in my robe pockets. I came out and he went in. All I could do was think I had just married him, and he was going to hate me already, and we were only two days.

What am I supposed to do? Staring at the pregnancy tests, my hand on my stomach, and crying, I didn't even hear him come out of the bathroom. Westley sat down beside me taking all 6 pregnancy tests from my hand. All he did was pick me up and put me on his lap after he sat down for the pregnancy tests. "Tell me what's going on please. I want to help you. I am your husband now. Please let me help. You don't have to be scared anymore," said Westley so gently.

Still crying in a whispered voice that I could barely recognize my own voice, I told him everything. I was planning to talk to you, but I was scared of thinking you would hate me. We have only been married two days, and you have done so much for me and I didn't want you to have to do so much for me, but you did anyway. Adam got me pregnant after I told him not to, and because of that I wanted him to wear protection. He knew I was also going to have an evaluation coming up to find out if I had endometriosis and other problems medical wise. Now I have to let this baby develop and then do their testing when I am no longer breastfeeding. I have no idea what to do, and I don't want to do this by myself.

I want Adam to take responsibility for what he has done. I need a lawyer to look at these papers given to me by Adam too, because I am afraid if I sign them that I could get into legal trouble. I have already had my name removed from the lease and given them my sister's information since she has moved in with him. " I do not hate you and if he does not take responsibility for this child, then I will. I love you and I will do anything to help you. I have looked into some of your history and found some shady things when it came to the deaths of both your parents and everything that has happened to you. I know the people who hit the car are still at large, but you will be safe here no matter what.

Just talk to me please and never be afraid to come to me with anything. I will help in any way that I can. I think going on this vacation, though for 2 weeks, will be great. We can call and set up an appointment for when we come back so that way we can confirm the pregnancy and have the ultrasound done. When we come back, we will deal with Adam and show him the proof that it is his. I already have DNA from him, and we can prove he is the father or we can say this baby is ours and leave it at that," said Westley.

Thankfully, Westley never left my side all day. He stayed in the room with me and watched movies and cuddled with me on the bed. I eventually fell asleep and when I woke up he was bringing in the tray of food for lunch. He brought me the tomato soup with grilled cheese and that felt great on my stomach, especially right now. I ate at the table with him, and I was glad that he was so sweet.

He didn't blame me for anything, he didn't make me work, he didn't do anything. The only thing he did was make sure I felt safe, had the things I needed, and I had not felt this in a long time. I felt like I was in bliss, and he reminded me of the vacation, and we started packing and making sure everything was all good before we left. Today we would finish packing and tomorrow we would be leaving at about 6 p.m. to make it to the Hawwian Islands. I didn't get so hot on long car rides or on flights, so thankfully, we had a first-class area on the plain, so if I got sick it wouldn't be as bad. Westley had me order my prenatals and my iron medicine, and they would be here tomorrow morning.