Chapter Six_ The bombshell

Christian's POV

 Last month was the most distressing month I've at any point had since this year. despite the fact that I was aware of how my conversation with my ailing grandmother would turn out, from visiting her. She still reminded me of getting a wife before the end of the year, despite the various machines and tubes connected to her. She has always stated that to me, as if she does not intend to see me for another year. "Hi, Mr Hector." Over the other line, I said. "Hi, my capable child in-regulation, how have you been?" He spoke with ecstasy in his voice. "Nothing different, everything is something similar." While stealing my temple, I responded to him. "Great, have you thought about your commitment date?" He asked with a serious tone that made me grimace profoundly. "Not yet; I didn't call you for that; I called to express my gratitude for your assistance in retaining Mr. Anthony." That was the primary reason I called him; just when I thought I had lost my largest shareholder, he intervened and we resolved the issue quickly. The truth is that Mr. Hector, Anita's father, and I have excellent business ties. In fact, when my company was about to go out of business, he made it his sister business, which helped me get back on my feet. Be that as it may, there was a condition to wed his little girl. Then I agreed to it because I needed money so badly, but that was my biggest mistake. "Okay, but keep in mind that you need to talk about the date with Anita as soon as possible." "Indeed, thanks again." Before I hung up on the call, I said to him. Then there's Anita, with whom I haven't even spoken since she went on a business trip. I hope she stays there for the rest of her life. "Chief, we just drove past your World class café, would it be a good idea for me to turn around quickly?" My driver asked while gazing at me from the rearview reflect. I could only picture the bartender when the restaurant was mentioned. I've attempted to fail to remember her, and it's been a month now, yet at whatever point I'm less occupied, her picture attacks my memory. In the wake of getting back from the excursion for work, I chose to avoid that café to abstain from creating something different which could danger the two of us. "Yes, turn around." I shared with my driver after about a moment, honestly, I needed to shout 'no! Take me directly to my condo' yet something in me needed to focus on her once more. I quickly stepped into the elevator upon our arrival and pressed the button for the fourth flow. The moment the entryway of the lift opened, I saw Valerie seating and taking care of clients, yet something about her didn't quite add up. In contrast to the vibrant girl I remembered last month, she looks sick and has a very dull expression. I pondered whether to call her once more to keep me company as I made my way to the VIP area or to let her be. I drew out a telephone to ring the director, he picked the approach the primary ring. "Request to see me in the VIP area from the bartender." Not offering him the chance to say anything, I hung up. Following a couple of moments, I saw her stroll inside the celebrity region. I thought she was very pale, and the blue flare dress with a few buttons on the chest made her look even thinner than I remembered. As if she didn't know me, she stood next to me. "Could I at any point get your request, sir?" Her feeble yet pleasant voice rescued me once again from my dream, yet honestly, I could do without this demeanor of hers. I thought we'll get to talk and maybe get to know one another, however what I see is something contrary to my creative mind. "Valerie, what's going on? What's the matter that you appear pale? I asked her while remaining on my feet and holding her hands solidly. "Nothing, I… " She took a deep breath before taking her hands away from mine because she wanted to say something. "You what?" I plunked down while taking a gander at her in a manner that ought to send the message that I wasn't in no mind-set for jokes. "We want to talk." She finally said it, her eyes fixed on mine, and I could see her sadness. I don't know if it was a serious issue with her family or not, but I'm willing to help if I can. "You are welcome to take a seat; we will speak after you have eaten." That wasn't a solicitation since I ruled out discussion. Our order was taken by a waiter as soon as he arrived. I let Valerie keep fiddling with her fingers because she didn't look like she wanted to talk. We started eating when the waiter served our food after a while, but I kept seeing Valerie. She seemed to be taking a bite out of her spoon rather than eating well, as I observed. I told the waitress to move the table after a while. "So, Valerie, what topic would you like to discuss?" Leaning on my seat, I inquired of her. She didn't say anything; rather, she closed her eyes briefly before reopening them. I was perplexed by her action. "The issue lies with valerie, what?" Her actions were beginning to frighten me. "Christine, I am expecting shortly." That news came like a stunner to me, so I just gazed at her with befuddlement composed all around my face. I wanted opportunity to process this new data. One thing is sure, she isn't deceiving me, I was her most memorable that is sure and I don't need anyone to tell me that I am the father of the child in her womb; however, I am not ready to be a father; I never planned for this. calculating the time Why for heaven's sake did I neglect to utilize a condom? "Don't worry; I just wanted you to know about it, and that's all you need to worry about." I don't request your help." I was jolted out of my slumber by her voice. In a flash she stood up, however I held her hands right away. "See, this news came as a shock to me, and I'm attempting to handle the news, yet that doesn't imply that I question you." I figured out how to say, actually holding her hands. "I get it, could I at any point return to my obligation post?" She asked while attempting to yank off my mind from hers. "Valerie, please take a seat; we need to talk." She sat down with tears in her eyes after I told her to sit while I helped her. I quickly settled on an extremely hasty choice which I didn't know whether I would think twice about it however not disapproving of that, I took her right hand and crushed it marginally. "Valerie, can we move in together?"