My eyes water as I let the stick go, tears rushes down my eyes as I press my back against the door.
"It's okay, everything is going to be okay." Pat whispers, running her fingers through my hair as I let out the tears.
Why did I allow him to touch me that night? He was drunk after going out all day with Chloe, he came home and I don't even know.
" I ca–can't have a baby. I just divorced the father, wha–what am I going to do?" I stutter, the words barely escaping my lips as I raise my eyes to stare at her.
"Hey, let's not think about that right now. You have had a really long day so just go home and rest. We can come back to this later." I whimper, letting out a stiff nod as I rise to my feet.
"Go home Zoira, I will clean this place up for you." she insists, causing tears to well up in my eyes.
"Thank you Patricia, for everything." I murmur, my spine straightening as I push the door open and head to my office.
My fingers curl around my bag as I swing it over my shoulder before moving out of my office heading straight to the elevator.
"You don't get to question me." my steps falter when those words flow through my ear buds and for the second time in my life I find myself eves dropping.
Who is Caison speaking to? And what are they on about?
"You made the headlines, 'CEO of Zoison Beauty Care fighting over ex wife with new investor'. Do you have any idea how that makes me look?" Chloe's unmistakable voice hisses out.
I let out a sharp breath nearly ripping myself off the wall to tear her teeth apart.
How it would make her look? She is unbelievable, I can't believe my ears.
"Do not ever slip up again, you don't want any unwanted news making the headlines." She says, her tone is more warning than it should be.
The sound of her heels clicking tells me she is gone so I take a step forward only to walk head first into a wall.
"Ow!" I cry out, reaching for my head as I raise my eyes only to meet his.
It turns out it isn't a wall.
"Are you okay?" Caison murmurs, reaching for my hand but I don't hesitate to swat him away.
" Don't touch me." I grit out, my irritation slamming into me with full force as the result of the test suddenly overwhelms me again.
"Zoira please."
"Please what? Out of my way." I shun him, moving to the side as I try to leave because I know staying one more second in his presence will have me spilling my guts to him.
Telling him about our child, but I can't do that.
I can't watch him choose that vile snake over our child, it's best he doesn't know.
"Don't be like this. You don't even know that man, you can't just start going out with hi–"
" I like him, and that's all that matters to me." I cut him off, my eyes brimming with tears as I push my spine up not wanting to falter or break down.
These stupid hormones make me even more teary than I normally am.
"You do? Or are you just trying to get back at me?" he snaps, eyes red as a strand of his red hair falls over his eyes.
All I want is to reach out and tuck that strand back in place, I just want to be in his hold, to love him.
But I can't.
"You are not worthy of such attention." I bite out the words that feel like nothing but ashes on my tongue.
He takes a step back, heaves out a breath like he couldn't believe I just said that to him.
"I guess I understand, it's the same way I feel about Chloe too." he says, his jaw tightening as he pulls his fingers into a tight fist.
I can't believe he just said that to me.
"Right, good bye Caison Diamond. Now I see how much of a fool I was to have ever loved you." I whisper, pressing my lips into a thin line.
" We have a trip to attend together." His words causes me to pause my steps.
"I was supposed to go alone but since the company has two CEOs now, you are required to register your presence." I move my head to the side, merely glancing at his black suit but I don't respond.
Instead I turn the corner and walk away desperately holding my tears from falling.
He always chooses her.
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"You are indeed pregnant, Mrs Zoira." Doctor Martins says but the words just thuds loudly in my ears not fully sinking in.
What have I done?
After the ordeal at the office, I took a day off and decided to come to the hospital to confirm what the test kit said.
I couldn't believe those two lines that taunts my dreams, couldn't accept that a drunken night could lead to this.
"Ma'am, are you okay? I was telling you about the medications you need to tak–"
"It's all too much right now, I will come back please." I murmur, not waiting for his response as I rise from the seat stumbling towards the door as heat crawls up my throat, my fingers trembling.
The strong smell of drugs hits my nose as I walk out of his office causing a bike to rise up my throat as I hasten my steps.
I just need to leave here.
"Mrs Zoira! Wait!" a familiar voice calls out the moment I step out of the hospital causing me to snap my head around.
Miss Hillary Hale, Caison's secretary.
"I need to talk to you. You have made a terrible mistake by divorcing your husband." she says, but even sparing me a greeting.
My eyebrows arches up as the wind moves through my hair.
What the hell is she on about?