In Loving You

Chapter 10

She's right, Warren would be happy about the news. I remembered the small talk we had about children in France. He also wanted to become a father. Maybe this would fix our relationship.

"Good!" She responded in a bossy manner and laughed, "I'll take care of everything just don't forget to choose me as his or her or their Godmother," she commanded again.

She's a bossy person, but no one can defeat Warren's bossiness especially in his company. He inherited it from his father. He's father is kinder than her mother even though both of them never treated me nicely.

"Of course. Thank you!"

"Don't thank me it comes for a price." I chuckled at her last words and closed the door.

I left the hospital and ate at the fast-food chain that I last ate with Ivy. I ordered the same thing every lunch for a week, float and fries. The two tastes good together. Now I know why I hated the smell of coffee and why I started to crave for weird things.

After eating, I went to Ivy’s house like I do everyday. I would wait in front of her house until night to see her come home but she didn’t go home for a week. I would also call her phone every minute while waiting for her at the front of her house or waiting for Warren at home even though I know she won’t answer because she blocked my number. I always called her instead to also stop myself from calling Warren. I know he wanted space. I would anger him more if I’ll call him.

I also tried going to Ivy’s office but the guards won’t let me in because Ivy ordered them not to. So, I just ended up waiting for her outside the building with her guards. All of her employees know that I am a close friend of hers. I often visit her in her office and do what best friends do.

For a week this became my routine. I would wake up, puke, take a bath, eat breakfast, go to Ivy's house or office then wait for her while calling her phone, eat in a fast-food chain and order float with fries, go home, clean the house, check any signs of Warren in the backyard and front yard like a crazy paranoid woman, eat dinner and lastly cry to sleep.

I know I have to change my routine. It's not healthy for the baby.

When I got tired of waiting, I left Ivy's house and went to the Mall to splurge some money. I had a lot of money to spend today because Caitlin answered the hospital bills. Instead of tiring myself cleaning the house, I tired myself by walking around the mall.

I bought a lot of things from hats, jewelry, coats, dresses, bags, and shoes. I bought everything I wanted because I felt like I deserved to be pampered. I don't normally buy a lot of things. I mostly spend my money on books. After shopping for myself I went where the baby stuffs are.

I look through all the baby stuffs but I never bought one. I want to buy those things with Warren. I want to spend everything and every moment with the baby with him. I want him to be a part of our baby even if he or she isn’t born yet. I smiled at the thought. I imagined him playing with our baby, changing his diapers, or teaching him how to speak. It would surely look adorable.

After window shopping, I ate dinner by myself in a fancy seafood restaurant. I ate crabs, shells, and drank juice instead of wine. It was near midnight when I decided to go home.

I drove home using my car. I'm surprised to see that the lights in our house are open and Warren's car is parked in front of the gate. He's finally home. A wide smile appeared on my face and I hurriedly went out of the car and carried all the shopping bags and went inside the house. I’m so excited to tell him the news and I’m so happy that he finally came home. I dropped the things I bought on the floor and went to the kitchen to look for him. I was about to call his name when I heard noises in our bedroom.

Something doesn't feel right and my heart started thumping inside my chest.

I ran upstairs to meet him and I was stunned at what I just saw. Ivy is naked while kissing Warren who is also half-naked. I covered my mouth in shock. I can't believe that he's cheating on me with my best friend.

Both of them turned their heads towards me and I just stood there at the door with my tears slowly flowing out of my eyes and I can’t stop them. Warren pushed Ivy away from him and went towards me. He looks like he was sorry and I know he’ll ask for my forgiveness.

How could he? How could he do this to me? I thought he just wanted to cool off and now I found him having s*x with my best friend in our bedroom.

“Don’t come near me!” I raised my hands and he stopped in his tracks.

He said that he was disgusted at me when he saw me in the hotel after I was kidn*pped, but I am more disgusted by what he did. He had no shame at all to do this in the place where we sleep.

"You said you'd be gone for a week just to cool off! I never thought you were f*****g my best friend!" I sneered in disdain.

I was so angry and sad at the same time. My emotions were all f****d up that I feel like I'm going crazy.

"We hadn't been f*****g for just a week Bella. We've been doing this before you two even got married," Ivy smirked and I wanted to wipe off that smirk on her face.

"How dare you! You're my best friend! I treated you like my own sister and you betrayed me. Of all people why does it have to be my husband!" I charged towards her to attack her but Warren held me tight. I tried to slap, punch, and kick Ivy with all my might and she easily evaded my attacks. She wrapped herself with the blanket and stood far away from my reach.

I turned my attention to Warren and slapped him hard. It’s the first time I slapped someone and I never thought he would be that first. He was taken aback at what I did and touched his face losing his hold of me. I was about to take that chance and attack Ivy but he was too fast and he hugged me from the back, "Don't put your filthy hands on me!" I shouted and pushed Warren with all my strength. Tears stopped streaming down my face this time as I feel immense anger for both of them. I never thought my husband would cheat on me. I never thought that my high school best friend would betray me.

Warren did what I said and I went away from both of them while breathing very hard and gave them both a murderous glare.

In that moment the doorbell rang. I do not care less about who that person was. I just want to leave this place to be alone and process everything that had just happened. I left them and went to open our front door to see who it was. A man wearing a formal suit with a suitcase appeared in front of me.

"I'm Tristan Harper, a divorce lawyer," he introduced himself to me and I felt like cold water was poured on top of me.