Chapter Twenty-One

Michael's POV :)

The week before my wedding, I called some friends of mine. Sharon's phone was switched off, Logan picked but he had no plans of returning anytime soon and of course Jason couldn't attend too. No friend of mine could attend the wedding and there were no pre wedding photos to send to them just those pictures of Camila that I had taken at our engagement night.

Dad actually insisted we ran tests to ensure we were both clean. The tests turned negative of course I trusted myself as I couldn't do shit without protection and I kinda trusted Camila.

When Camila came into view she was extraordinarily beautiful and i gulped at the sight before me. This marriage felt real though it was all fake. It felt real cause our emotions were, I was nervous and so was she. She wore anxiety and nervousness alongside her makeup.

The wedding proceeded and we successfully exchanged rings. Earlier I had been chewing on a mint gum to get my mouth fresh and ready for our kiss.

We exchanged rings and I was so close to getting a taste of her lips again. A taste I have been craving.....

A commotion began at the gate with security trying to stop two women from entering the garden. I saw Megan aggressively getting her way through security and seeing Megan i knew something would go wrong. Dad didn't know about my playboy lifestyle. Shit this was a private wedding with absolutely no reporters, the wedding wasn't even announced. Security wasn't that tight though. Just the regular two guys that guarded Dads gate. Dad seeing the struggle signaled the security to let them be. No dad you should have let them drag her out. I wonder who the other lady was, maybe she was Megans friend.

"Michael ! I'm pregnant with your baby" Megan said. How was that possible, yeah there were cases of condoms getting broken but it never did when I was with her

I was too lost in thought to properly hear what the other lady said.

Dad looked up at me trying to get assurance from my eyes that she was spewing trash but I wasn't so sure now. Pregnancy happened accidentally, when you least expect. I glanced at Camila and saw she was looking at the other lady in fright and I briefly wondered what the lady could have possibly said to make her react that way. Dad signaled me in and I followed alongside Megan. The confidence she was displaying made me feel she really was pregnant for me cause she couldn't lies to us now could she ?.

" Is what she saying the truth ?" Dad asked as we got into the house.

"Dad...im sure she's mistaken we dated for a while but I could never be that careless ..."

"Come on Michael . You know how sweet we were. This baby in my womb is yours " she said staring at me with unwavering eyes. Her countenance seemed so convincing.

"And how sure are we that you didn't fabricate this report ?" Dad asked her.

"His fiancé can testify to it. She was there when we made love that resulted to this pregnancy " Megan said and folded her hands.

She was pointing facts out to dad !.

"Megan !" I warned, how could she drag Camila into this.

"What ! Michael trust me on this the baby is yours. I don't sleep around, you were 'it' for me" she said coming closer and holding my hand.

Dad signaled his security man to call Camila. She came in seconds later with a clueless expression.

"Do you know this lady ?" Dad asked her.

"No...I don't" Camila answered.

"Hey...we met at Michael's party at his mansion " Megan said, trying to refresh her memory.

"What mansion ?" Dad asked.

Shit Megan and her big mouth running about my secret mansion that dad didn't know about.

"It's actually Jason's dad. I had a little get together with friends and there I invited Camila and Megan here was also one of the guests" I covered smoothly.

"Hmmm...Camila did you know he was cheating on you ?"dad asked her calmly.

"I had...no idea" she said staring at me with a masked expression.

"Dad I wasn't...." I tried to defend cause after all I didn't cheat. We weren't real...

"I'm so disappointed in you Michael. I never expected this from you" dad said.

"You have to take responsibility " Megan had the guts to say loudly.

"Shut up !" Dad and I collectively said to her.

"Dad please. I'm sure I'm not the father" I say with doubt, at this point I was t sure again.

"We'll get a test done to verify that" dad resigned.

"Okay let's go to my hospital " Megan suggested.

"Who'd be dumb enough to go to your hospital" I said to her and fear gleamed in her eyes for a second.

"Let's go. I'm fine anywhere " she calmly said regaining her bold countenance.

"Camila " dad said " you'll follow your parents back home till we resolve this issue"

"Oh...okay" Camila said and exited the room. Dad had assigned a female security guard to guard her. So as she left the compound, the lady followed her.

Camila was now my wife and my wife just left In her wedding dress back to her parents house. I wonder how embarrassing she and her parents will be feeling right now. How will I face them after this stunt ?.

Dad went upstairs to his room and he looked so tired. I've just exhausted this man.

Megan was standing and staring at me as dad moved out of sight she came closer.

"Michael..."

"Stop it Megan..." I was too tired to hold a conversation with her right now. I needed to clear my thoughts. I stomped up to my room leaving her there.