Arranged Marriage With The Billionaire

The next day, Blair prepared to go to the doctor’s office for her pregnancy test and check up.

Dylan had already left for work early that morning, leaving Blair alone in bed.

“Donna, I’ll be going for my medications and my checkup. I’ll be back later.” She informed Donna as she passed through the kitchen.

“Alright, be careful and take care.”

“Sure, bye.” Blair took her car key from the drawer where they kept the car keys.

Blair had not driven since forever and she kind of missed it because she could do things herself when she drove around.

When she got to the hospital, she bumped into Tamara.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Blair!’ Tamara screamed.

“Tamara.” Blair grinned.

They hugged each other.

“What are you doing here?” Tamara asked.

“Oh, I came for a check up and to collect some medications. How about you?” Blair asked her.

“I came to collect the kids’ prescription, they are kind of down with some weird infection that they caught in school.” Tamara answered.

“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry about that. Are they getting better at least?” Blair asked, genuinely concerned.

“It’s okay Blair. They are getting better but they aren’t so active around the house anymore. Their dad decided to stay home with them today.”

“Oh, my poor babies. I’d like to see them later, is that possible?” Blair asked.

“Really? Are you sure?” Tamara asked, surprised. She didn’t expect Blair to want to see them.

“Yes, of course. I also need you to do me a favor.” Blair answered with a smile.

“Oh, okay. That’s fine, why don’t I wait for you to finish and then we can leave together. I’ll head over to the pharmacy to get their medications, I should be back before you’re done.” Tamara suggested.

“Are you sure about that?” Blair asked.

“Yeah, I’m sure. I’ll be back soon, I’ll just wait in the waiting room, Incase you’re not done. ” Tamara began to walk away.

“Alright, thank you!” Blair shouted and walked towards the doctor’s office.

She knocked twice and opened the door.

“Ah, Blair. It’s good to have you, how do you feel today?” He asked her.

“Thank you, sir. I feel better, the medication you gave me that night had really worked well. I’m not sure I need more.” Blair answered.

He laughed.

“I agree but let us get on with this test now. There’s someone waiting for you in the lab, she will run the test for you.” He gestured outside the door.

“Okay.” She left the office and went to the lab.

The test didn’t take long, it was over before she knew it. And she went back to the doctor’s office.

“I will send you the results via mail or do you want to come for it?” He asked.

“Email please, thank you.” She answered.

“Okay. I will hold onto your prescription until I see the result of your test.” He told her.

“Alright, sir. Thank you and have a nice day.” Blair got up to leave.

“Have a nice day.” He smiled warmly as she left.

Blair left the office and headed for the waiting room.

“Blair, you’re done.” Tamara called her.

“Yeah, I’m done. We should get going now.”

They left the hospital and drove to Tamara’s house, Blair followed behind her.

Tamara’s house was a long distance away from the hospital and even her mother’s house. They arrived at her house in 45 minutes and that was because they drove faster than usual.

Her house was beautiful, it almost resembled her mother’s. She parked in her driveway and Blair parked outside the house, beside the entrance.

“Let’s go.” Tamara led her inside their house.

The house was really beautiful and clean too, the living room was large. There were toys stacked up in a corner of the living room. There was a mini dining table set in another part of the living room, obviously for the kids.

“I’m home!” Tamara shouted.

Seconds later, Blair heard tiny footsteps running towards them.

“Momma.” Lydia called her and wrapped her arms around her thighs.

“Yes, baby. Look who’s here.” Tamara moved a bit so that the little girl could see Blair.

Blair waved at her with a smile and Lydia’s face lit up immediately.

“Auntie Blair!” She screamed and ran to hug her.

“Lydia, my darling.” Blair hugged her tight.

“Wow, you’re in our house. She’s in our house mommy.” Lydia squealed with so much happiness, Blair had never seen such a happy kid. Especially one that was ill, she couldn’t help but smile so hard.

“Yes she is hun.” Tamara laughed.

“Come, sit down.” Lydia held Blair’s hand and led her to the couch.

“Thank you, dear. So, where’s Brian? Your mom told me that you and your brother were a little wishy washy.” Blair told her.

“Brian is asleep, with daddy. I saw mommy’s car from my room window and that’s why I came down. What is wishy washy?” She asked, trying not to laugh.

“Oh, okay. It’s when we don’t feel too good inside of us, when our bodies are weak and we’re not active.” She explained to the kid.

“Ohhh, I guess I’ll use wishy-washy now. I missed you auntie Blair, where is my uncle?” She hugged Blair again.

Blair carried her onto her laps and held her.

“Your uncle is in the office, he said he had work to do. I will make sure he sees you, okay?”

“It’s okay, I understand. My daddy has work to do too, everytime, but he stayed with us today! I missed him too.” Her voice was soft and almost quiet.

Tamara just stood in a corner watching her smart kid talk to an adult. She grinned widely, sometimes she wondered if the girl was actually just 5 because she sounded like 10 and above.

Lydia was a smart kid, right from when she was born. She did things that some other kids had a hard time doing.

“Okay now, it’s time for auntie Blair to have a chat with mommy. Can you go upstairs and do your thing? Or do you wanna watch tv here?” She asked Lydia.

“I wanna watch tv here!” She shouted, she was so energetic for a kid who was down with an illness.

“Alright, kiddo. I’ll help you with that.” Her mom turned on their large tv and tuned it to a cartoon show on Netflix.

“Yay!” Lydia screamed and jumped out of Blair’s lap, turning all her attention to the screen.

“I’m sorry Blair, this is how my kid tends to react around her favorite show.” Tamara sighed.

“Oh no, it’s okay. She’s a kid, you can’t stop that, besides you know that kids tend to get happy with every little good you do for them, that’s what makes them so special.” She grinned at Lydia, whose full attention was on her show.

Tamara stared at Blair with admiration and amusement.

“What?” Blair asked.

“Oh, nothing. Just thinking of how great a mom you would be. Not everyone knows how to act around children.”

Tamara was right, everyone had different ways of reacting to things. But knowing that you can act normally when you’re around kids in any situation is a bonus point.

Blair laughed.

“Yeah, right.” She scoffed.

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” Tamara asked.

“Dylan’s birthday is in a few days. And I want to throw a surprise party for him.” She told her.

“Yeah, that’s so true. I agree that we should do something for him. He doesn’t really celebrate his birthdays, you see. Sometimes he would come over to my mom’s house to have dinner or he would have lunch with his mom or hang out with his friend.

He was a lone ranger then, but now he has you to celebrate with.” Tamara grinned.

“Wow, I didn’t know. Was it that bad?” Blair asked.

“I’m not sure, we all think he preferred it that way. Forgive my manners, Blair, but would you like anything to eat or drink? Water, juice, coffee, cookies, brownies, scones, anything?” She asked her.

“Water is fine, I’m actually thirsty.”

“Okay then, coming right up. Let me know if you need anything else.” Tamara answered while she poured her a glass of water and handed it to her.

“Thank you.” Blair downed two glasses of water.

She was making a sandwich for Lydia, for lunch. Brian was still asleep with his dad.

Blair and Tamara discussed more about the whole surprise party before Blair left.

She enjoyed her ride back home, the city was lit up with different colored lights and everyone seemed to be having a good time. She even passed by her supposed apartment, she laughed when she remembered all they had to go through so that Samantha wouldn’t find out what they were doing.

Blair had a good laugh.

She got home when it was almost dark everywhere. She planned to have a shower, to feel relaxed.

As usual, their house was lit up from the beginning to the end; from the gates to the main house.

She drove the long and straight road to the main house and parked her car in their large garage.

Sometimes she wondered if her husband made illegal money; he was too wealthy. But Blair of all people knew that it was because he worked so hard. The man barely slept and barely had time for himself. One of the reasons why she was happy that he stayed with her was because he would also rest and eat well.

Sometimes she felt bad for him, he worked several hours and would get back really tired. He wouldn’t even chat with her or play with her, they barely even had sex then. It was like she lived alone. It was a sad experience at that time.

“Donna?” She called.

The house was empty, Donna wasn’t in the house but as usual, dinner was ready.

Blair climbed the stairs to their bedroom. She undressed and took a long shower. When she finished, she saw Dylan watching her by the door with a smirk on his handsome face.

“Jesus Christ! Dylan! What the hell?! You fucking scared me!” She splashed some water on him.

Dyaln laughed loudly, like a maniac.

“What is wrong with you?” She laughed, as she got out of the shower.

Blair wrapped herself with a robe and dried her hair with a towel.

“I missed you and had to come back early.” He undressed slowly in front of her.

Blair attempted to leave but he held her back.

“And where do you think you’re going?” He whispered in her ear.

“To dress up?” She knew what he was trying to do and she was too tired to play with him.

The whole pregnancy talk with the doctor scared her a little.

“But I just got here, besides I still have to punish you for what you did in the kitchen.” He smirked.

“If you don’t let me go now, I will repeat it.” She threatened.

Dylan scoffed and let her go.

“Good boy.” She laughed and went into the room to dress up, she wore shorts and a crop top.

Blair checked her phone, in case she received her email already and she did.

She said a silent prayer before opening the message. She really hoped that wasn’t pregnant but her prayer was not answered.

She was three weeks pregnant.

Blair’s hand trembled as she placed the phone on her bed. She switched it off and climbed into the bed and sobbed quietly.

Dylan came out of the bathroom a few minutes after and saw that Blair was already asleep.

He decided to leave her and not wake her up. He wore his sleep wear and went downstairs for dinner.

Aaliyah and Clara had come back to the house, Donna had already served his food and placed it on the table for him.

He ate his food and put the dishes in the dishwasher when he was done.

Dylan headed back upstairs and fell asleep.