Chapter 89
Corrine obviously worked throughout the day. So did my parents. I had hired Mary to
d to tell me the date for her next appointment, so I went ahead and got it myself. I know
that makes me a fucking bastard because Lkeep pushing, but I am used to getting my
way. And right now, what I want is to be by her side.
If I had my way, I would have gone and picked her up. Instead I decided to come here
instead seeing as I’ve already gone against her wishes.
It’s been so long since I’ve been this nervous. The first and last time I was this nervous
was when I had S** for the first time. I was thirteen and didn’t know exactly what the fuck
I was doing. It had been terrible given I had blown my load within seconds, leaving the girl
I was fucking unsatisfied.
Pushing those thoughts away, I focus on the door. I was a bit early. I knew I had to wait a
while
before she arrives.
“Rowan? What are you doing here?” her voice pulls me from my thoughts.
I don’t know how long I’d been seated in that bench waiting for her. I’d been so focused
that I had
missed her arrival.
I turn to face her and my breathe catches. She was so fucking beautiful. She didn’t even
have to
try. How the hell had I never noticed this before? How the fuck did I think that she couldn’t
hold a
candle to Emma?
Some might say it’s the pregnancy glow, but I fucking disagree. Emma did her make up
every day.
She wouldn’t leave the house until she looked perfect.
Ava on the other hand didn’t have to try. I’ve seen her without make these past few
weeks. With
dark circles under her eyes. Yet she never looked more perfect to me.
I clear my throat before answering. “I told you I’d be there for your every appointment”
I see a cloud pass over her face. She was pissed. Really fucking pissed. She was going to
blow up
on me, but it honestly didn’t even bother me.
My eyes freely and casually run down her figure. She was wearing a figure hugging dress
that not
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After roaming her body, my eyes go back to her captivating brown ones. She opens her
mouth and I know she’s about spew shit Telling me to leave. Before she can do that, I
stand up, wrap my hand around her face, bring her body next to mine and kiss her
forehead.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe freezes Her body locking as she’s stunned by my actions.
My lips linger on her skin for a little while. I know I should let her go, but this just felt so
fucking right. It’s like she was always meant to be in my arms and she would have been if
I hadn’t been so fucking foolish and stubborn.
I gently let her go. Her eyes were wide and her mouth dropped in shock.
“What the fuck Rowan?” she asks angrily when she recovers. “Why the hell did you do
that?”
“Because I wanted to. So I did” I say with a shrug.
Before she can say anything else, her name is called. She gives me a scathing glare
before she stomps away. I follow her with a small smile. My eyes trained on the swing of
her hips.
Getting to the doctor’s office, we find everything already set up.
“Good to see you, Ava” doctor Raven say with a smile before turning to me. “And you too
Mr. Woods”
“You too Raven” Ava replies while I just nod my head.
I was surprised to find out that Doctor Raven is the same doctor Ava went to when she
was
pregnant with Noah. That she’s the same doctor that delivered Noah and now she was
going to do
the same for this baby.
“You know the drill dear, just go over there and change, then come back and we can see
how our
little bean is doing”
Taking the dressing gown from her, Ava goes into the changing room. Minutes later she
emerges
and then lays down on the bed.
“Today we are going to do a transvaginal scan before doing the normal scan.” Doctor
Raven says.
“Is there something I should be concerned about?”
“No, it something I do for all my patients. It’s just to make sure the cervix is healthy.” She
smiles
at Ava. “Now, I’m going to insert this into your vagina, let me know if it gets
uncomfortable for you,
okay?”
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take care of the daily running of The Hope Foundation. Even if I were to go there, there
would be
little for me to do except maybe sign documents that needed my approval.
We had become good friends with Calvin over the past week. I learned that he has his own
building and construction company. He started it about two years ago and so far he said it
was
doing well. So he also wasn’t available during the day.
I was so bored that I’ve started thinking of going back to work. I was five months along so
I still
had time before my due time came. Instead of that, I pick up my phone and dial the
number.
“Hey Mrs. Derray, how are you doing?” I ask.
We lived in the same neighborhood and she had called me a few days ago. She had a
teenage
daughter in highschool who was failing biology. She had asked me if I could tutor her.
“I’m good dear. I’m happy to hear from you, and how are you?” her voice is cheerful and it
brings a
smile to my face.
“I’m good thank you” I pause a little. “I was calling to ask if you’re still interested in my
tutor
services”
I hope that she hadn’t found someone else. Even if she had, I still had others who had
requested
me to tutor the kids.
“Oh definitely yes. It has been stressing me out and I admit to praying that you would
change your
mind”
When she had asked, it had been at the beginning of my leave. I’d turned her down not
knowing
how bored I would get just staying at home doing nothing.
“Perfect then. How about after school hours? She can come by my house after school” I
tell her
happily.
It’ll be in the afternoon, but I didn’t mind. Maybe I could help with our S** toy business. I
couldn’t
be associated with it, but that doesn’t mean I can’t help. While Letty and Corrine focused
on their
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“That’s fine with me. Will you charge weekly or per session?” she asks, still in her cheerful
voice.
“It’ll be free dear. It’s a way for me to pass time since I took a long leave from work”
The line goes quiet for a while and I almost think that she hang up.
*Are you sure?” she finally speaks after a while.
“Yes…tell her to come over today and we can start–immediately”
I didn’t need the extra cash. I mean, the money I had in liquid cash and assets were
enough to
make sure at least three of my next generations lived in comfort.
So yes, I was damn sure that I didn’t need the money. Beside, teaching is a passion for
me. Not a
way for me to earn a salary.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“O–okay dear. Thank you so much. She’ll be over once she gets back from school” she
stammers
obviously still shocked that I didn’t ask for a dime.
“You’re welcome”
I hang up after that, then call three more parents that had requested the same from me.
They
were also stunned when I told them that I would be doing it for free. They kept asking if I
was sure
about this.
It’s after the third parent that I realize that they don’t know much about me except that I
was a
teacher. I lived in a middle–class neighborhood. Unlike the higher class who keep up with
gossip,
most of these people are far too busy working to provide for their family to spend their
time and
energy following gossip magazines and all that.
That made me happy. Because I like being treated like any other person. I don’t want
others
treating me differently just because I was rich.
After making the calls, I sit down with a smile on my face. I feel like I accomplished
something
today. I feel more relaxed and at ease. For the first time since shit went down the drain, I
felt like
everything was going to work out.
I honestly felt like doing a happy dance. I was so happy and so excited for some reason. I
don’t
know why, but I just felt good.
Moving to my bedroom, I go to take a shower and change.
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I take a hot shower, feeling my body relax even more. I spend a few more minutes under
the
cascading water before getting out.
I search through the pile of clothes in my closest. I went shopping and bought new clothes
after I
gave away those that Rowan bought.
Preferring a cream figure hugging dress, I put it on and check myself in the mirror. I looked
S**y.
My pregnancy has done wonders for my ass. I can’t help but look at it in satisfaction.
I decide to do my make up today. I go for the nude look. After that I do my hair, preferring
to curl it
instead of wearing it straight. Satisfied with how I looked, I take my ballet shoes and put
them on.
I was just about to leave when my phone rings.
I don’t recognize the number, but I p