CEO Leo’s Baby Mama Is Back

Chapter 77 Not my child

LEO’S HOME, LOS ANGELES.

Chloe twisted and turned on the bed feeling extremely uncomfortable with the way she laid down all morning. To avoid getting questioned by Leo, she had pretended to still be asleep when he tried to wake her up. Ever since she returned to LA two days ago after the success of the project she was assigned, Chloe has been enclosed in her shell and confused on what to do with herself.

Each day she postpones her decision, the fetus keeps growing and it would be absurd for her to abort a child when she is married. Zac hasn’t reached out since Desire spoke to him about the pregnancy. It made Chloe have second thoughts on what might be going through his head. Before she at least decides on what to finally do, the father of the child has to be aware. The child can’t be Leo’s when he judiciously used protection on her since they got married. She can practically count off the times they have been intimate since they became legal couples two months ago.

Exhaling in exhaustion she sat up, reaching for her phone. Tightening her lips, she scrolled through her contact and dialed Zac. He didn’t pick on the first trial and she also has no intention of backing down. She called him back after two trials and he finally picked.

‘I had envisioned you to be the responsible type. Have you been avoiding my calls?’ She blurted flaring her nose.

There was a slight pause on the other end. ‘Hello to you, Chloe. I have been busy.’

‘So busy that you didn’t think it right to call me?’

‘You are a married woman, Chloe. What excuse would I have to be calling a woman of your status?’

She rolled her eyes, imitating his words in a mocking tone. ‘Please, spare me that bullshit. You still could have texted. I need to see you.’

‘Ch-‘

‘Don’t do that Zac. I want to see you.’

He sighed into the receiver. ‘Where should we meet?’

‘Meet me at the bar opposite your apartment building in the next twenty minutes.’

‘Okay, I would be there.’

Hanging up, Chloe breathed heavily as she placed a hand on her chest to calm down. It had taken every will power in her to maintain a steady voice while talking to Zac. It felt like the hardest thing she has ever done. Knowing how men are quick to trash women for being careless, she wanted to let him feel a bit intimidated even though she was a wreck inside herself. Getting a hang of her thoughts, she stood up to get ready for her outing.

Zac had a can of beer in front of him at the bar, he had intentionally gotten there earlier than Chloe. To the bartender’s surprise, it was still too early for anyone to come in for a drink, but then it is what it is. He wasn’t pleased with the way Chloe had spoken to him on phone. However, he had kept his calm to avoid creating an unnecessary storm. He wanted to have gathered his thoughts enough before her return. The slamming of her bag on the table almost made him jump out of his skin. Chloe glared hard at him trying to maintain her composure as she sat down.

“Why didn’t you reach out to me?” She asked him throwing away all pleasantries.

“How are you doing, Chloe?” Zac inquired in a calm tone.

Chloe kissed her teeth. “Do I look well to you? I am carrying your child, Zac.”

He took his time to take another sip of his beer. Dropping the can, Zac held her gaze. “I don’t know how else to put this to you, Chloe. But I doubt that I am the father of that child. You are married and I am very sure you were getting it with Leo before we even had sex. You obviously must have miscalculated. It’s his not mine.”

A shocked gasp escaped her lips. “Are you saying I am trying to push the child on you?”

“I am not trying to soil your self respect. Whatever happened between us was obviously unplanned and I just can’t play along to accepting a pregnancy that isn’t mine. But if you insist it’s mine, then we can carry out a paternity test. I wouldn’t mind paying for whatever cost it holds.”

Chloe’s breath went from a slow pant to the one filled with rage. Telling someone like Zac that her sex life with Leo wasn’t exactly the type couples would normally have would be an insult to her. “I didn’t think you would be someone like this.” She sniffed.

Zac scoffed. “Really, Chloe? You want to play that game? Would accepting a child that probably isn’t mine make me look cool? Like I said, I would only accept the child on one condition and that is if you do a DNA test. I am not going to stand by your words alone. For all I know this might be a game to you.”

Her lips shook hard at his words and it felt like pelting stones to her aching heart. Picking up her bag, Chloe stood up to leave. Just as she passed him a bit, she returned, lifted the beer Zac was drinking and dumped the entire content on him.

“Fuck you! I hope you rot away!” She screamed before running off.

Getting into her car, she could not hold back the tears any longer. If being doomed was a person, there would be no need to look further as she is a perfect example. How did her life move so swiftly like that? She went from trying hard to make Leo stay by her side to carrying another man’s child. Slapping the steering wheel in frustration, Chloe cried remorsefully. She was in a state of confusion as to what to do.

Taking a moment to think, she threw her head to the back and leaned further into the car seat. The only solution would be to abort, before Leo gets a whiff of her present state. It’s best she gets rid of the child. She can always have another one that would be Leo’s. Snapping her finger, she wiped at her face and kick-started the car. Instead of driving home, she made her way to any hospital that seems very far from any of her family. It would be hard to explain what she is doing at an hospital unguarded.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Walking towards the reception of an hospital that seem out of reach for Leo or her parents, Chloe squared her shoulder and held up a small smile. The nurse stationed there had a bright smile on her face.

“Hello, ma’am. What would you like to do today?” She asked.

Chloe cleared her throat looking around. “I will like to meet with the gynecologist.”

“Oh, okay. Are you a first timer here?”

“Yes, please.”

“Okay, ma’am. I will like to have your name in order to register it on the computer. What’s your name ma’am?”

It took Chloe a long minute to realize that she was suppose to provide an answer. It dawned on her that using her real name would be a lot of risk. “Brenda!” She bellowed.

The nurse blinked rapidly. “Okay. Brenda what?”

“Brenda Wilson.” She said swallowing with difficulty.

“Alright, ma’am. Just wait for a few seconds while I reach out to the doctor on duty. Please take a seat.”

Chloe did as told and waited for the next few minutes. Just like the nurse had promised it didn’t take long for the doctor to call for her to come in. To her surprise the gynecologist is a male. From his looks, he would be around the same age as Chloe or probably two years older. It suddenly made her feel insecure.

The doctor smiled warmly, “I get that meeting a male doctor concerning your privacy is hard, but I can assure you that there is nothing to worry about. Whatever we discuss is strictly on a professional note. I have been doing this for a while, just trust me.”

Inhaling sharply, she held tightly to her bag while taking a seat. “Okay.”

“Thank you, miss Brenda. I am Dr. Damien. And it’s nice to make your acquaintance. So, tell me, what test would you like to do? Or do you need to start a process on getting pregnant?”

“I want an abortion!” She blurted.