FreeNovel"I needed stto clear my head. The news hithard." "I thought so too. That's why I didn't listen to my father when he said you didn't want to see me. You were simply devastated by the news of our baby's death, that's why you took so long to come. Alpha Reagan, I'm sorry I lost our child. I promise you that I tried to fight, but the damage was already done. I'm so sorry." Tears start streaming down her cheeks and looking at her teary face does nothing but enrage me.
I hate the fact that she keeps referring to the child as mine and what I hate even more is the fact that she's pretending to be sad after killing an innocent child.
Damn! "It's all Ashanti's fault. She was jealous of the fact that I was carrying your child. That's why she poisoned me. You..." she sniffles tears. "You have to punish her, Alpha Reagan. Our baby didn't deserve to die like this. Ashanti must atone for her sins!" The only person who has to atone for her sins here is you and I will make sure that happens.
I say in my mind as I watch her act her little in the nof mourning "our" child.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"She killed our heir!" She keeps insisting while holding my hands tight and I grit my teeth in annoyance. I face her again.
"Investigations are ongoing. When I find evidence to back up that claim, Ashanti will be punished accordingly." "What other evidence are you searching for? The poison was found in her dress. She poisoned me!" She insists firmly and I exhale, hard.
I swear I'm going to lose my temper if we stay on this topic, so I change it.
"Forget about Ashanti. I'll handle her myself. For now, let's focus on you." I say, making sure my voice sounds soft and caring enough. "How are you feeling?" I ask, feigning concern and she shakes her head. "I don't feel good at all. I keep thinking about our child. I'm so scared." "Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" I maintain my soft voice and she looks atas though she has seen a ghost. My heart starts pounding fast and fear overtakes me.
Have I overdone it now? Will she get suspicious because I'm being too caring? I clear my throat.
"I mean... you know, you just lost our child and I'm just concerned about your well-being, that's why I'm asking these questions." "I know... I know. I understand. I'm just, you know, shocked that you're..." She stops her words and waves a dismissing hand in the air. "You know what, forget it. Let's go back to the question you asked earlier." "The one about what I can do to make you feel better?" Her face breaks into a wide smile.
She nods and says; "Yes. There's something you can do to makefeel better." "I'm all ears." "I want you to taketo your house and let's spend the night together. That will makefeel better." She smiles shyly after that statement and I chuckle.
This is it.
Her plan.
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Abort the child, maketake pity on her, let my guard down, and om eventually sleep with her again and get her pregnant. A very brilliant plant, but unfortunately for her, I've already figured her out and I'm ready.
"Is that what you want?" I ask calmly, sweetly and she nods in excitement. I flash her a fake smile.
"Alright then. I'll take you straight to my chambers the moment you're discharged."
"Really?" She squeals in excitement, almost ripping the cannula out of her hand as she reaches out to engulfin a tight hug. "Whoa! Be careful. Stay still." I causation, putting the punctured hand back in place.
"I'm just excited. I can't wait to spend the night in your arms."
I'm looking at her and smiling as with though I'm enjoying the moment with her, but deep within me. I'm scowling and wishing for this moment to be over soon. She has no idea what I'm planning for her. X
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