Chapter 59. Let’s Tell Them

Shimma’s POV

I was done setting up the candles on the dining table when I heard a knock on my door.

A warm smile formed on my lips as I made my way to open the door.

Standing there was Mr. Mattias, in a black shirt and perfectly fitted beige pants.

He held a bouquet of roses. Not that I was surprised; this was like the tenth time in two weeks I had received roses from him. I might as well get used to it now.

“Hi,” he said nervously. Why was he nervous? I hadn’t even spilled the tea yet.

“Hi,” I said softly as I paved the way for him to enter, his cologne enveloping the room.

“Wow!” he exclaimed, his eyes landing on the dining table. The settings.

“This is beautiful,” he said, turning to glance at me. “But what’s the occasion?” he asked.

There was no way he would know I was pregnant yet because he had called me earlier, asking what the doctor said the problem was, and I told him it was stress. I know; I had to lie to him so