Royal Ceo by Seerat Kaur (best electronic book reader .txt) 📖

      "You're running, Sienna." He said. 

      "I don't know how to react. You suddenly showed yourself when you knew I was staying there. Suddenly, you want to prove me pregnant. What's wrong with you?" Colors rushed to my cheeks. 

      "I'm calling the doctor." He said. 

      "You're f****** insane," I snapped, "You weren't bothered about me. You know I was there. You stayed there. It was a misunderstanding. You never tried to correct me. Abruptly, when you think I'm pregnant. You brought me home." Everything was crashing like a storm. 

      He sighed, "You remember when you fell to the ground. Two months ago," He paused. Yes, I remembered every dream, every talk, and time I spent without him. Sometimes, I saw him walking toward me when I was so drained that I couldn't move my body.

      "I wasn't dreaming," I asked, holding not to snap. 

      "No, you weren't." He said. 

     I felt a strong need to hit something. Love was a crazy thing. It maddened me. Days without him, I wasn't anything more than a crazy woman. Love was contagious and more dangerous than anything. 

       "Then, I found out about your pregnancy," he said

      "You, a*******," I muttered. 

      "Sienna," He stared at me. 

      "You mean bast- " He held me by my arm, staring deep into my eyes. He was shooting a warning gaze at my side. 

       "Enough, you don't believe me." 

       He was taunting me, not about this situation but what I did three months ago. I left him. Because I trusted what I saw, I didn't try to know the truth. My heart beat wildly as I thought to say something. I glanced at the door. It was calling me, my feet were inspiring me to rush away. I fought for composure.

      "Perhaps, after seeing you with another woman on our wedding night," I said with tears. I felt my chin wobbling. 

      "Sienna,' He demanded my attention. I couldn't resist and looked at him, " I've explained everything to you. Don't drag it between us ever again. I am genuinely fed up with this shit." He said slowly. 

      Tears glistened and then rolled down, "I'm tired. I would like to sleep." I paced over to the bed pulling my arms and sat down. The mattress felt like a cloud. 

     He stared at me. I took off my snickers and pulled my feet up. My gaze rested on my clothes. They were old and inexpensive, "I'm not good for your pricey bed." I muttered to myself more than him. 

      I got up on my feet to find another place to sleep. I shivered when he slid his arms under my thighs and back, picking me up, "What are you doing?" I squealed in dread. 

     "Sleep. Mega would bring you food or anything you need. Just don't leave. Do you hear me?" He asked, staring into my eyes, "Don't leave me," 

     I nodded looking deep into his eyes. He still loves me. With a long sigh, he reclined my head down on the pillow and took a step back. He tucked the blanket on me and trod to the door without looking back at me. 

     I stared at the ceiling. I smiled, being back in our room. I had missed everything. Recalling everything was nothing more than torture to me when he wasn't with me. I brought it upon myself. I should act rationally.