Chapter 2 2

She muttered her heart dropping. She was in the middle of her 20's so it was a perfect time for her to get pregnant. But knowing that the father of her child plans to leave her is what aches her heart.

'He'll never learn to love me, what makes me think he'll ever love this child. He'll probably force me to abort the child for Sylvia, on second thought what if he realizes that we may have a chance?'

Racking her brains out she stared aimlessly in the ceiling when suddenly her phone rang, the called ID showed 'Hubby'

She sat up to answer the call.

"Hello? Are you coming home?" She asked. But instead of a deep icy voice, she was answered by the sweet innocent voice of Sylvia.

"Sebastian will be coming home really late tonight. He's just in the shower right now and told me to tell you not to wait for him." She mockingly said with a smirk.

"Oh. Okay. Tell him I don't care if he doesn't come home at all." She said nonchalantly, pretending that none of Sylvia's remarks hurt her. Before the caller could reply she dropped the call and slumped back down her bed.

She couldn't bring herself to cry as she had expected this all this time.

Her marriage to Sebastian Hale was arranged and love was never present in the relationship.

Sebastian has always been in love with Sylvia Sterling but his father forbade him from marrying her after she was involved in a cheating scandal with his secretary. Hence, Simon Hale arranged for him to be married to the young granddaughter of Alaric Presley who had just returned from overseas.

Her presence in his life was unnecessary but was needed in order for him to be appointed as CEO of the company.

Feeling disappointed and heartbroken, she headed to the closet to pack her all clothes. Her plan was to take her kid far away after agreeing to divorce Sebastian. She will not ask for support and would try to live a discreet life; even though that was impossible for the heiress of a mining company.

After almost an hour of sloppily packing her clothes, she fished out her phone and dialed an overseas call.

"Hello," the voice of the receiver sounded hoarse as if he had only woken up.

"Nathaniel, I..." she couldn't form the words and started to cry her eyes out.

"Have you finally given up? When are you coming home?" Nathaniel asked. He was never in favor of this union as he knew that Sebastian had a bad reputation with women.

She paused thinking about what to tell him. "I'll settle things here first. After that, I promise I'll book my tickets back."

"You don't have to take long, I can come there and settle things for you. You see where your stubbornness took you. It's been two years, the time boppy gave you is up and you still haven't managed to get him to fall in love with you!" Nathaniel scolded his little sister a little harshly that she was stunned and couldn't bring to tell him that she was already pregnant for her husband.

"I know. I'm sorry I didn't listen." After a few chats, the sound of an engine going off made her drop the call. She didn't want to meet Sebastian before he left but the sound of consecutive doorbells irritated her hence, she didn't have a choice but to answer and open the door. 'Uh! Has he forgotten the passcode or his fingerprint!'

"Is the house that big? Your husband is very drunk and needs to rest." The complaints of John Clifford, his best friend rang through her ears. She let him in, slumping Sebastian on the white cloud couch.

"Thank you for driving him back. Stay safe on the road." John slightly nodded and seemed to be a little tired and so he quickly left.

Heather then turned to her very drunk and disheveled husband who was dead on the couch. She contemplated whether to let him stay there or carry him up.

'Guess it would be better to part on good terms.'

She then tried to wake Sebastian up.

"Sebastian!" She called out, "You need to get up, it's late." her efforts were in vain as he only cocked his eyebrows and didn't move a muscle.

"5 more minutes." He replied before turning his back away.

"Sebastian, stop acting like a child let's go. Or I'll leave you here in the cold!" Her tone was angrier than she already was.

"Okay. I need to go home now. Heather is all alone at home. She can't sleep when I'm not around."

'Seriously how drunk is he?' Heather was surprised when she heard him say that as he never really regarded her as his wife and has never even shown him he cared for her.

From her point of view, his gentleness was only reserved for Sylvia.

"Sebastian, you're already home. Look at me. I'm Heather." She said cupping both the man's cheeks. He lazily opened his eyes and was stunned to see his wife's face close to him.

"Miss I'm sorry but I'm married!" He took his phone out and showed Heather their wedding photos. "See! This angel here is my wife," he babbled even showing off his wedding ring.

Heather didn't know how to feel. An hour ago she was packing her bags to leave him, and now she's blushing over this man's drunken words. "Okay, okay! I'll take you back to your wife."

He then leaned on to Heather and allowed her to carry him upstairs. She panted as she was carrying a 192cm man with her 174cm pregnant body back to his room.

"Sebastian, you need a change of clothes!" She then helped him change into a new set of pajamas and wiped his body down with a towel.

When she got back from the bathroom, Sebastian was already far into dreamland. Exhausted she decided to go to bed.