Married By Mistake novel Chapter 27

LUNA

"Dylan, look at this, oh. It is cute." I said smiling while holding a blue baby dress.

"Ah." He said while not taking his eyes off his cellphone and just continuing to text.

I took a deep breath and approached him. "Who are you texting?"

I looked at his cellphone but he avoided it. He looked at me sharply. "Mind your own business."

I bit my lower lip. I have already put the baby gear in its place. I went to his office and forced him to accompany me to the mall. I don't know why I've endured Dylan for so long. Is that how I hurt him so he treats me like this? I grabbed Dylan's arm but it pulled my hand away.

"Are you done? I'm going back to the office." He says coldly.

I smiled hard at him. "Ahm, I can't choose because—"

"Okay." He doesn’t wait for what I’m about to say. He turned his back on me and walked to the exit of the mall.

"Dylan, wait!" I chased him. I caught up with him who was already outside the exit door.

"Just take a taxi." He took my hand and put the money there. I also looked at the taxi in front of us.

"But, aren't we going to see the wedding coordinator?" I stabilized my voice even though I knew I was on the edge of crying.

One corner of its lip lifted. His eyes were sarcastic. "I already cancelled the wedding, Sweetheart."

I stumbled. "W-When?"

"After you leave me." He says coldly.

The corner of my eye heats up. "But, Dylan—"

"Go home, Luna." He says emphatically.

He was the one who opened the door of the taxi without me being shaken from where I was standing. He pushed me into the taxi and I was startled when he slammed the door shut.

"He wasn't my sweet Dylan anymore," I whispered to myself as I wiped away my tears.

I looked at the ring on my finger. I smiled bitterly because I remembered how happy we were then. And everything changed because of my wrong decision.

"If you can't, you can give up." I looked at the old taxi driver. I saw pity in his eyes.

I smiled at him sparingly and touched my womb. "I will not give up because we need him."

I paid the taxi driver when I got off in front of our house. I waited for Dylan to come home until nightfall. Even though I was so drowsy I’m still forcing myself to wait.

I hold the picture of the baby in my womb. I feel relieved when I hold that, I feel like I’m not alone. I'll show that to Dylan when his mind becomes clear.

I know, if I show it to Dylan right away, he will immediately accept it as his son but he won't build his trust in me. All I want is for him to trust me first because that's what he should be.

I put the photo in my pocket when the door of the house opened. I stood up when I saw Dylan. He wasn't drunk but the tiredness could be seen in his eyes.

I didn't even notice that it was early in the morning. And I'm running out of ice cream. Is Dylan looking for me?

By the way, my doctor told me not to stay awake or be stressed. I exited the convenience store carrying two containers of ice cream and got into my car. When I got home I caught Dylan wandering around our living room.

"Where did you go ?!" Dylan yelled at me when he saw me enter.

"At the convenience store. I bought ice cream." I said and lifted the plastic I was carrying.

He washed his hand over his face. I smiled when I noticed the concern on his face. "You do care about me."

"Fuck. What are you saying?"

I poked his side. "Are we god now? Are we going to continue the wedding?"

He grabbed my hand and pulled it away from his side. I lost my smile when I saw his face was serious and cold. "Dylan, let's shake hands. Please. What do you want me to do to make things right?"

"There's nothing you can do, Luna. The damage has been done." When he said that he turned his back on me again.

I held his hand. "Let's finish this, Dylan. Please."

He turned to me. "sure, let's finish this. I got my inheritance the other day. We can file an annulment."