31- Pregnant
She was seated in office doing nothing. There was still some time left and now she wanted to go home, needed to immerse herself in the bathtub with comforting salts and get the much needed relaxation.
When her phone started ringing she received the call.
“Hi there, Moll? What‘s up?”
“Nothing special. I am just driving to Post Ranch Inn for covering this bridal shower. And this long distance driving is always so boring.”
“Hmm. So why you did not call Richard?”
“He was with a patient.” Molly sighed. “What are you doing? Except those presentations and meetings?”
“Oh nothing. Just getting bored.”
“Did you meet Rafael Wyatt again?”
Abigail smiled, “Yeah. He is a very lively boy. I might ask him to meet you if you want. If I am a coffee–holic, he is an ice–cream–holic!”
“OH MY GOD!” She heard Molly‘s scream on her phone which panicked her.
“What… What happened Molly? Are you alright?” She almost stood from her chair.
“Sorry. Yes, I am fine. It‘s just that … Shit Abigail! Shit!”
“For the love of … Molly stop being a drama queen and spill. What is it? You took the life out of me! I wish I could hit your head.”
“I made ice-cream for Richard. It needs to be kept in freezer for at least 24 hours.”
“So?” Abigail rolled her eyes.
“I … I left it on the kitchen counter…”
“Oh?”
“Abigail!” There was pleading in her friend’s voice.
“You brat. I know. I am supposed to go. What else?” Abigail really wanted to hit something on Molly‘s head.
“Oh thank you. You are a sweetheart, Abi. I owe this to you.”
“Yeah yeah!” She disconnected the call and left a message to Hunter telling him that she was leaving office early today.
***
After coming inside, Abigail threw her purse on the couch and placed the ice-cream container in
the freezer. Molly‘s bathroom could be used for her hot relaxing bath and then she could probably use her extra pair of clothes always present in Molly‘s wardrobe.
But first she wanted to have a cup of coffee.
“You can use the coffee machine whenever you want.” She was gulping down the coffee when his voice replayed in her mind. She was still trying to digest the fact that he was in too much hurry to divorce her. Did he not like her enough?
But as a friend, his body language said otherwise. He used to laugh with her, shared his secrets and treated her the way he never treated anyone.
Well! That‘s what everybody told her.
So maybe it was a wise decision. Maybe, this was for their betterment. Maybe she did not need a man by her side. Maybe she had already defeated Chloe by securing a stable job which could help her in achieving so many dreams including her own showroom.
There were so many doubts so many insecurities but she needed to trust Hunter. No matter how much pain it would cause her to accept it.
She decided to return the divorce document by tomorrow first thing in the morning. WITH her signature. She tried to ignore the slight pain in her chest.
He was not ready for a relationship otherwise…
Now why the hell this thought came to her mind. That‘s ridiculous.
She sighed. It was clear that he did like her. But was also very transparent that he did not want a relationship and right now she was not ready for a fling or a one–night stand.
Her phone started ringing pulling her out of her thoughts. Mom was calling her
as
“Hey mom!” she smiled. “I do remember about our weekend dinner.”
She thought that Geena was calling for reminding her.
“Abi,” Geena called her name in a rasped voice, it seemed like she had been crying.
“Mom! What is it! Are you alright?” Abigail suddenly felt alarmed. “Should I come right away?”
“Abigail! She is here. She is glowing, and pregnant very much.” She could not understand what her mom was trying to tell.
“Pregnant? Who?” Abigail was confused like hell.
I should hurry and take her to the hospital. What if she is again getting a heart attack? Abigail panicked
“Chloe. Chloe is pregnant.” Geena was crying. “She is ashamed of whatever she has done to you … T h … they both are … ashamed. She has accepted her mistakes. They both are here, Abi. And soon…” Geena sniffed her nose. “You are going to be an aunt.”
“Mom!” The word came out in a near whisper. An emotional Geena could not hear her.
“They will be here for the weekend dinner. You two are sisters, Abigail. She needs you. She needs u s. The baby has nothing to do with all of this. Please, Abigail. Please.” Geena was literally hiccupping.
Abigail dropped her phone. She wanted to sit on the nearby chair. But could not make it, and ended up on the floor. Her body had gone limp. But her mind. It was fully awake. Chloe and Kyle were back. They were pregnant. Ready to laugh at her.
And she was there all na*ked. Just like her nightmare. Except for this time, it was no more a nightmare but a reality. That too a bitter one. And a harsh one!
