Just as Jessica left, right after giving me a reassuring hug, Mathiel's sleek black limited edition Mercedes Benz pulled up in front of my house, right on time. Mathiel stepped out looking dashing in his custom tailored suit, but I did not have the time to focus on that.
“Are you done packing?” He asked, his voice devoid of any warmth.
“Sure” I nodded.
“How will I get my stuff to your house?” I asked.
“ My men are on the way with the moving truck, they will take care of everything for you. So just grab your bag and your suitcase and let us go”, he said, while impatiently looking at his watch.
At least he had the conscience to open the door for me and he also helped me to carry my bags. I was a hundred per cent sure he was doing it so that the baby would not get hurt.
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