Fated Marriage Spoiled by My Ice Billionaire novel Chapter 19

Isabelle steadied herself and tried to pull away from Damian, but he only held her tighter.

"Did you get checked?" His voice was gentle, and even his eyes had that warmth in them.

Isabelle dropped her gaze, her heart pounding hard in her chest. The blush spread from her ears all the way down her neck.

Her hands had somehow ended up clutching his shirt without her realizing it.

"Can you let me go first? Everyone's staring..." Isabelle whispered.

Damian finally released her, taking his time about it. Beside them, Brian pressed his lips together and subtly turned away.

After all that chaos, the appointment never happened—the doctor had already left for the day.

Damian took her hand and led her to his car, not really giving her a choice in the matter.

Brian waited outside, leaving just the two of them sitting awkwardly in the car.

"How did you even know to come?" Isabelle asked.

"My aunt called me. She saw you in the OB-GYN department, and after I saw you throwing up this morning, I put two and two together," Damian replied.

He turned his head to look at her whose face was completely flushed.

He said, "If I hadn't shown up, how long were you planning to keep this from me? Hm?"

Isabelle gripped the form in her hands. All that usual fire and attitude she carried around was completely gone when it came to him. He had a way of crushing even the smallest bit of backbone she had.

"I really did take the pill, and besides, I haven't even gotten checked yet. We don't know if I actually..." Her words came out carefully, almost timidly.

He swallowed hard. "What if you are?"

"This isn't your business."

Isabelle paused for a moment, then pushed the car door open and stepped out. Damian didn't try to stop her.

"'Not my business.' Right."

The words came out as a quiet murmur. He leaned back against the car and watched her figure grow smaller in the distance through the window.

That line—"not your business"—sounded like she was angry, just like he'd said to her at the estate yesterday.

Brian got into the driver's seat and saw that Damian didn't look happy. He didn't dare ask questions, but a lot of things were starting to make sense now.

"She is too stubborn," Damian said with a dry laugh.

Brian smiled slightly.

*****

Back at her apartment, Isabelle collapsed onto the couch and stared at the ceiling. She lifted the medical form in her hand and looked at those heavy words—"early pregnancy screening." The sight of them made her irritated enough to toss the paper onto the coffee table.

"Damian." The unfamiliar name came out as a whisper, and then she sighed.

What if she really was pregnant? Should she get rid of it? Or should she do what her mother did—have the baby and become a single mom?

The thoughts kept spinning, and she opened her contacts and found the entry for Damian. His number stared back at her, and she got lost looking at those digits.

"Isabelle! I know you're home! Open the door!"

Gary's voice boomed from outside.

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