The blurry room slowly gets it's texture and becomes more clearly with each bat of an eye. Her head was still spinning like crazy, probably she's slept for too long. but isn't that a good thing? Her subconscious said to her.
" Here, drink." A long hand stretched out to hand her a glass of water, his voice commanding and cold. what's his problem? She thought to why the sudden coldness and ordering around is coming from. Never the less she takes the glass drinking it all. wow... relax girl, you're like a thirsty horse. Her subconscious mocked her. Putting the now empty glass on the bedside table she looks up at Alec wanting answers.
" What happened?." She spoke once gathered strength and voice, never the less still came out weak and low.
" You simply passed out." He casually tells her.
" And?."
" And I put you into bed... called the family doctor... and he examined you." He went and sat on the couch across the room crossing his tall long legs and looking at her intently. Emma creased her eyebrows in a frown, he wasn't being straight with her. Does he expect her to guess the matter is wrong with her?
With a sigh of feeling fed up and annoyance in his sigh he breaks it to her.
" You're pregnant, the doctor said it's cryptic so there's no way you could have known you were. Quite rare and unnoticeable."
" W-we are having a baby?." Her gray eyes glimmering, she could have never had known she was expecting. But...he doesn't look happy about it Emma. Her subconscious alerted her. " You look rather- " she pressed her lips in a thin line. She doesn't know what he was thinking, his face is unreadable and gave nothing away.
" You didn't quite get me dear wife. I said you're pregnant, you are having a baby, not we." Her brows creased even more by his confusing words. looks like he's completely neglected you and your baby Emma, you're alone in this. Shut up! I'm trying to make sense of what he's saying. She yells at her tiny stubborn goddess that's keep going on about inside her head.
" You're not making any sense."
Alec stood from the white couch walking steadily towards the bed. He stops to glance down at her face that looked at his with so much confusion. He leans in on her to hold her chin, the look in his blue eyes cold as ice... he's expression saying it all. he's angry with you Emma.
" I'm not the father of that baby you're carrying." He ever so calmly said. Her eyes grew wide, shaking her head ever so lightly denying his words. that can't be true. It's not true he's toying with me nothing- " it suddenly hit her at the back of her head. Could it be?.
" Exactly." Alec spoke still holding her chin so she wouldn't break away. " Your so called doctor friend, is responsible for your pregnancy."
" Stop it."!
She slaps his hand away tears trolling from her gray eyes. Anger and annoyance written over her face and tone. Alec stood upright looking nonchalant and indifferent towards her. Without a word he turns his back to her walking away.
" Don't walk away from me. Stop."!
Alec came to a halt. He didn't look back and kept his back facing her. The air in the room stiff and unwelcoming, almost suffocating and poisonous to the lungs. Her stomach tightened, her organs twisted, and throat dry like she's been screaming all day long without rest. Despite all these difficulties she managed to speak up.
" Where are you going?." Her voice back to it's low tone.
" Why? Is there a specific reason I should stay?."
" You - " she clenches tightly onto the sheets biting her lower lip hard that her teeth almost piercing through." I- I need you...here, don't leave."
Silence filled the room, no spoken words were exchanged for a while. " I need to think, I can't do that while in the same room." Those were the words he left her before walking away and shutting the door behind him. To Emma, those were the coldest words he's said to her. She felt rejected, useless, a nobody. She could only tug onto the chest as she cried in silence. Wondering how one simple mistake can ruin everything one has built for years in a blink of an eye. Her entire world was crumbling down bit by bit and will continue doing so till there's nothing left all because of one mistake.
" Oh, it hurts."
She whispers holding her chest with drops of tears. She stayed like that for hours and hours, the sun was setting and darkness creeping in the sky. Never moving. Never shifting an inch. Just still like a statue for hours.
" Mrs Quinn." A knock echoes inside her room, it was one of the servants. Probably brought her food or something but was too weak to get out of bed, more like she didn't want to get out of bed nor see anyone for that matter. " I'm coming in." Emma didn't respond, she couldn't - even if she tells her not to come in she would still come in. As the head maid in charge of the rest of the maids in the mansion, she worries about her the most like a concerned mother. She's in her late 50s but still gets around doing things.
" Mrs Quinn, I have your dinner and medication." She puts the tray down." You shouldn't be sitting in the dark like this it's not good." She stretches her hand reaching for the light switch.
" Leave it." Emma spoke still curled up under the sheets. " What time is it?."
" 8pm, the kids were asking about you the entire day - told them you're not feeling well and needed your rest."
" And my husband? Isn't he back yet?."
She hesitated for a while before answering her Madam's question.
" Mr Quinn arrived an hour ago."
an hour ago, and still not reached our room?"
" Thank you, you can go now."
" Do you need help with anything Mrs Quinn."
" No I'm alright."
" Ok, call me if anything." She turns to leave. Emma sat up running her slim fingers cross her hair. Getting on her feet she wears her flip-flops walking out of the room and towards the study room. As expected it was empty. is he sleeping in one of the spair rooms?" There were so many rooms in the house she didn't know where to start from, he can be anywhere in this house which will take her literally the whole night.
With a sigh she heads downstairs and came across the head maid.
" Mrs Quinn, what are you doing down here you could have called for me and I would come to you, is there anything you want?."
" Yes, did you perhaps see where my husband went?."
" You should return to your room." She directs Emma back upstairs but she stopped midway.
" Answer my question. Where's Alec?."
" Well, Mr Quinn... Went to Ms Bloom's room."
Her head bowed down sadly as though she was sorry for saying that. Emma scoffs unbelievably. such an asshole"
" Did you say something Ms?."
" Yeah, arrange one of the rooms for me...I will be sleeping there for some time."
" Yes, right away." She leaves and took one of the young servant to help her. Emma was flaming with anger but didn't show it, she has every reason to go and knock down the damn door and pull the girl by the hair. But -...Taking in a few breaths she returns upstairs to just sleep it off for the next morning.
Winter stared up at Alec's sleeping face whilst resting on his bare chest, despite being asleep he still looks troubled and tense, she could feel it as they were having sex... The tension in his muscles. did they have an argument? It's unlike him to visit her room like this."
It's their second time spending the entire night in bed like this in one room. Usually he just comes and leaves afterwards, for him to sleep here means things aren't well between him and Emma. She runs her small hand over his chest. She likes this very much, spending time with him like this and feeling his body against hers... it's soothing. Although today, he was quite rough with me...my body feels sore but in a pleasurable way." She smiles holding him close to her as though never wanting to let go.
Now that she thinks about it, she was talking to Julian on the phone when a knock interrupted her. Not getting a chance to ask where and how he got her phone number from. She quickly hang up after hearing Alec on the door. Gosh...he must have thought I got upset getting my contact info without my permission after abruptly hanging up like that without a warning." She ruffles her hair with her right hand biting down her lip. The man she has feelings for is sleeping next to her right now, another man shouldn't count. Besides he has feelings for Emma, so why is he persistent on knowing me?
That thought alone made her more confused.
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Hello Bounders, I very much apologize for not updating new chapters as of late. It hasn't been an easy year. For those who stuck around I really appreciate you for your patience and support. Hope you like this chapter as I continue to work on the other.