“YOU MUST HAVE been hungry during the trip.” I looked at Mirasol, who was pouring juice into our long glass.
I bit my lower lip. Suddenly it seemed like I didn’t want to pick up the cutlery because of what she said.
“You should try my caldereta and kare-kare. That’s delicious, hija!” This promise is still valid.
I no longer refused because she had already put me a dish on my plate. I looked up at Lawrence, his lips curved, not quite smiling but tilting as if they mean to.
“Uh, thank you . . .” I said, stopping to take a deep breath.
It was good that they immediately left, so I was able to eat normally even though I was aware of Lawrence’s occasional glance at me.
When we finished, he guided me to the second floor, which brought me even more excitement.
“What are we . . . doing here?” My heart was beating wildly.
“See for yourself.”
He quickly grabbed the lock to open the door, where he took me to the villa’s second floor. And in a flash, a well-painted room with a black and white theme opened up to me. Some dividers were also full of toys and books. There was a crib in the corner of the room that I am sure for whom.
“This is for Clarence. If you want to add more details, just tell me.”
“This is too much, Lawrence.” I melt the denial of what is seen.
“He should benefit from all I have worked for because he’s a Saavedra.” The low rumble of his voice is comforting as he wraps his arms around my waist.
There’s a reason why love is invisible, undetectable with anything but our minds. It can never measure the love of one father for his son. And I admire him for loving my Clarence unconditionally.
“Let’s go check the other room,” he whispered, still holding my hand as I followed him until we reached the last door.
He quickly turned the door open. My jaw dropped open as I roam my eyes inside. There was a large bed in the room and drapery curtains with a white painted wall. It had a floral scent and a sweet candy scent that moved me back to a sunny day.
“I want you to think of the designs of our future room,” he said smoothly. Gradually I could feel his gentle caress on my exposed shoulder.
“Our room?” I said again.
I could feel every single pound of my heart in my chest. I looked out the window to stop the tears from forming in my eyes. I feel like I don’t deserve it all.
He bent slightly and peeked at me. It was there that the tears that I had been holding back finally fell.
“I don’t deserve any of these. Elliesse, she’s still your fiancée. She should be with you here because you deserve each other.” My voice already cracked from crying.
He looked at me, gently rubbing my two cheeks. His eyes rested on me, touching my cheek with his thumb. He wiped my tears a few times.
“She’s no longer my fiancée, then why you shouldn’t? You’re the mother of my child. You deserve all of these ’cause you’re soon to be Mrs. Saavedra.”
I bowed because I could no longer prolong his hot stares. My heart was already flowing, and I couldn’t breathe anymore.
I almost stopped itching when he hit me. He caught my eye and slowly brought his face closer to mine.
“I don’t know how you could have turned my world around, Margaux.” The baritone of his voice reverberating through my bones.
I swallowed. The redness immediately went up on both my cheeks because of the words he was uttering earlier.
He moved closer and hovering my face more. “My baby is blushing,” he said huskily, lips forming a luscious grin.
I want to hide the redness of both cheeks, but how can I do it if he still holding my two hands?
But it was too late to do that because his lips had come down for me to kiss. It’s just a quick kiss because I almost pushed him hard from hearing a series of knocks from the door.
“Hey, where are you going?” I heard his low laughter as I tried to get away from him.
“Sir Lawrence, you have a visitor. It’s Sir Franco!” said a voice from outside.
After hearing that, his bright face was immediately replaced by a dark and serious Lawrence.
“Stay here. Don’t come out until I come back,” he ordered in a cold formality.
Surprisingly, I followed his instructions. Instead of staying here alone, I pulled my cellphone out of my bag.
I checked my newsfeed on Facebook and finally thought of changing my status from single to in a relationship with Lawrence. I immediately received likes and reactions from my friends, especially Cindy and Julia. I can’t help but shudder to think I’m not single anymore. Even though we are not legal with his father, I can say I am happy with whatever Lawrence and I have now.
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