Pregnant For My Best Friend’ Father

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Riley.

I groaned out softly, wondering how the day went so badly, yet I held up to it. The twins were badly down with fever when I had left this morning.

There wasn’t anything that I could expect to have grabbed them some antibiotics before I left the house. “Did you say you are in New York?” I asked Brian over the phone.

It was just a minute to my lunch break and I couldn’t hold back the moment I had seen his message telling him that he was in town. “The twins, I need you to help me get them to the health center.” I requested after he had affirmed to me that he was indeed in New York.

“Miss Riley, come to my office now.” The telephone on the desk beeped and I let out a low hiss.

I promised Brian to call him back the moment that I am out for my lunch before straightening my skirt as I stood up. Last week, after the faithful event that made me shove my words down his throat and that had really helped me, because since then, he had been acting professional.

Knocking on the huge door, I opened it gently, without even waiting for his voice from the other side. “You called for me.” I uttered, staring straight into his eyes.

He just needs to know that I am not scared of him in any way, if he wants to fire me, then he can, after all it is want. “Have the car ready, we will be going to pay a visit at the Johnson.”r. Charles informed.

There was an unsettling feeling in my chest, because it wasn’t what I had wanted to use my lunch break for. “Did you hear what I just said?” He questioned, jotting me out of my mind.

“Yes, I will let the driver pull the car up and have my things ready.”

I turned on my heels, grabbing my phone from my waist and began to type out for Brian. This isn’t the type of life I had wanted but it isn’t like I have a choice.

What I had wished and prayed for was to be around in the lives of Alex and Austin. I want to be that person they run to whenever they feel sad or happy.

Their best friend, someone that they rely on is what I had always wished for, but here I am, I can’t even take an excuse to be with them when they are sick because of my past.

The past that I don’t want it to affect the lives of my kids. The past that I don’t want them to have anything to do with. I am going to be both their mother and their father, they don’t need any incompetent man to stand up for that title.

Using my personal line, I rang up the driver, letting him know that we would be going to the other side of the town for meeting, before I prepared my bag.

To say, this is the first time I would be going to a meeting with Mr. Charles to another company. He had always gone there alone, or asked someone from the executive team to go instead of him.

After putting my bag together, Mr. Charles exited his office talking on his phone. His voice was low and soft. If I can guess right, then there is only one person that he is going to talk to with his voice like this.

His beloved daughter, Zelia.

The one and only Zelia that took away everything from me. You know, if I was going to revenge everything, I could agree to be a surrogate, throw it in her face that she couldn’t even have what she had always wanted by herself.

But that means, I am ready to risk the twins meeting their so called father, and it is what I am trying to avoid at all cost. “It is going to be fine, I am on it, I promise to make it work out for you.” Mr. Charles promised on the phone.

A part of me was lit up with so much happiness. What she wants is something that I had gotten with ease and if I want, I could get more. “Let’s go.” He uttered, putting his phone away.

From the look on his face, he was so much under pressure yet, there wasn’t anything that he can do. Zelia must have put so much pressure on him, leaving him with no choice than to be this way.

But if they do really want a kid, then they can easily adopt. I don’t get why they are so adamant on getting a surrogate instead.

Sharing the same elevator with Mr. Charles comes with a lot of risk, and also, I had to push back the hatred that I have for him. Breathing the same air with him, it is unacceptable but it wasn’t like I had any other choice.

Mr. Charles cleared his voice behind me and I have never wished for us to reach the first floor. “I know you said we should be professional but can’t you help me here?”

I acted as if I was the only one in the elevator. My answer would always be the same. The last person that I will want to surrogate for would be Zelia and Noah.

I don’t care of how desperate they are, it makes me so much happy and fuels that energy in me. “This is the only thing I need you to do for me, and I will give you everything, even if you have to ask for the world.”

Tempting, but it would always be a no. “Learn to say no to your daughter. She doesn’t always get what she wants.” I advised.

He had always gone out of his way for Zelia, I think it is time that he give up on that. “Start this way, let her know that people don’t just do as she wants so she should be patient and wait.” I shrugged my shoulders, wanting to see the look on his face.