Chapter 41. Decisions and Beautiful Confession

Coming out of the shower, I stroll to bed, tucking myself under the covers without minding what Jerol is doing in the closet.

Nothing has ever been so vexatious in my life before like this. I haven’t sampled any drop of harmony during the day and there is absolutely no sign of it up until now. Not even in the near future.

How can this be?

Of all the people he had to beat his siring problem with, it had to be me? Ooh, hell! God, you really screwed me up really bad this time!

I have mulled over options throughout the day, fathoming of his reaction the moment this news tickles the walls of his ears. Would he be elated? Would he be blown? Most likely, yes, because he has been longing for a child — an heir for his empire. He had almost lost hope in holding a baby in his arms so of course, the miracle of the fact that he will be a father will blow his mind off the cliff! He will be over the moon. I can visualize the glow on his face and in his bottomless eyes when