Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

Mandy

It’s been days since the scene at the hospital, and one could say that I was avoiding my parents, or probably we were both ignoring each other. I mean they had attempted to speak to me, but I’ve had my locked in the room routine going on pretty well so that nobody could disrupt it.

I got up from my bed, feeling tired of being on the bed, I decided it was time to go back to work, everyone is living their life irrespective of how bad the going gets, and life is not going to stop because of me, so I guess it’s time I continue living it like everyone else.

I groaned lightly, and walked to my bathroom, pulling out my toothbrush, and adding the toothpaste to it. I wasn’t going to hurry, I was going to get ready slowly and at my own pace.

I brushed my teeth slowly, looking at the mirror in front of me, and one who knows I’ve been crying and getting drowned in my own pains. I rinsed my mouth, and walked back to my room, grabbing the towel, while I took my clothes off.

I got into the bathtub, where I had prepared a warm bath. I got in, rested my head, and let my body slowly get acquainted with the nature of the water, while I closed my eyes and released a deep breath. My thoughts flew around, not once had I thought about how awkward it was going to be coming out of my room, and then my mind still wandered about the decision I needed to make about the child.

I barely have an idea of how things are going to be if I choose to keep the child. The thought of change occurring around me scared me. I was scared of change, even if I didn’t know if it was going to be a good change or a bad change. I just wanted to feel safe without the thought of wanting to protect myself from whatever is yet to be.

I got back to my room and got ready, I did have the outfits I wanted to wear in mind so it was easy peasy, to say the least. I arranged my bag, grabbed everything I thought I’d be needing, and stared at my room long enough before leaving.

Gladly, food was ready and the smell of it didn’t make me feel like I was going to puke any time soon. But unfortunately, to my own despair, my parents were already at the dining table having their breakfast silently which was unlike them.

I stood there thinking of how to get past them, eat my breakfast, and ignore them, or just forget breakfast and go to the office ignoring my grumbling stomach.

“Miss Mandy, join your parents for breakfast.” Our Butler threw me right into the moving train without any warning or signals.

” No, I have to get to work on time, plus I’m not hungry,” I tried really hard to not make the cracks in my voice obvious, but who was I kidding?

“It’s okay child, you don’t have to leave because of your father and I. Please have breakfast for the child’s sake and your sake too. Working on an empty stomach, ain’t a good way to start your day,” Mom’s words were convincing, I stood stuck to that spot, wondering why she was nice to me. It was calming hearing her speak in such a tone after the one I was familiar with was the ranting tone, and it was welcoming that I almost gave into her words and had my meal, but I was rooted at that spot…

“Please,” she added, sounding genuinely concerned.

“Ask one of the maids to pack it up for me,” I said politely, and she jumped up and immediately started to pack it herself, instructing the maids to get it to my car before I leave.

The drive to the office was quiet which I liked, and appreciated. I opened my window a bit and enjoyed the air hitting my face. It was calming which made me think only about getting to work and nothing else.

“We’re here ma’am,” the driver woke me up from my short nap, while I smiled at him and got out of the car, grabbing my bag.

“Thank you,” I said, staring at my building, and felt strange due to the fact that it’s been a while since I was here. I got on and just like always, everyone was greeting, and getting themselves properly arranged…

I ignored most of their questions and concerns about how I’d been. And just got into the elevator.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I arrived at my floor, and everything was just like before, only now I didn’t have my secretary Camila due to her break since she gave birth. But as I walked further I was welcomed with a familiar and unfamiliar cologne on Camila’s desk. It didn’t look clear like she had taken a break. It looked pretty crowded with files like it was occupied and she’s been working.

But then again, the cologne didn’t smell like Camilla, it felt familiar but I couldn’t recall how or from where until I heard a deep voice, making me stumble but catch myself quickly.

“You’re finally here,” he says, and the moment I turned around I was welcomed by a familiar face, one belonging to the guy I didn’t think I’d see again.

“My one-night stand,” my subconscious reminded me, while I stood there stupefied, shocked, and unable to utter a single word from my mouth.

“What exactly was he doing here? Why was he even here in the first place? Who let him in? Did he say anything to anyone about our last meeting? How did he find out about me? I thought I paid him enough or didn’t I?” Random and unanswered questions continue to flood my head.

“Are you okay?” He waved his hands around my face, bringing me back to reality. I looked at him blinked twice, and pinched my hands to know if this was real and the pain I felt from the spot made me realize.

“What are you doing here?” My voice came out hard, intending to scare him off.

“I just said I’m your new secretary,” he said smiling, and this time I had to rest my hands on the table in front of me to stop myself from falling.

“Secretary,” I repeated bewildered by how it happened, while he continued to show his perfect white teeth…