Chapter 37 Mirana's Fate

MARCO
When the plane landed, Michael, my longtime assistant in France, immediately supported me. He is one of those I trust and he is also a detective so he is a good fit for his position.
"Found her?" my whispered question was enough for him to hear.
"Yes Mr. Freniere and she is currently living in a small apartment and she is confirmed to be pregnant and I think she has been pregnant for five months," he stated while looking at his memo note.
Five months, five months, and now she still lives in an apartment? Where does she get her rent payments and what other bills, because I know she has no relatives here. What does she do for a living? Why the hell do I care about her? Stop thinking about that woman Marco! focus on your own task and that is to revenge. She should pay for everything she did, she's not worth your love.
"You have a 10 Mr. Freniere," Miguel said and I nodded.
I knew one day she would know that I was here, and I also knew that when she came here she went to the condo where we were staying and looked for me. And if she were to send me the child she was carrying, I would take it, according to my plans. At first I knew I was the father of what she was carrying but I wanted her to tell me that I was the father she is bearing. I'll just take the child and leave her alone. That's what I should do and the right thing to do. No matter how much she treated me, I still loved her. But the wounds she gave me would not be sealed by love. I want her to taste all the pain slowly.
Before I came here I had to stay in London first to think about everything I had to do. Even before Mirana made her betrayal to me I had a house built in London and there I wanted to make a new life with her and our children, but now it seems like a waste. There I thought I was going to take the child she was carrying, our son. I will not give her the right to the child. I'll give her a contract to sign.
My phone rang and I excused myself.
I looked at the caller's ID and it was Keiro.
"Hey"
"Hey Marco," he said in a low tone and I knew something bad had happened.
"Tell me now Keiro what is it?" I asked and he took a deep breath before answering.
"I have been arranged," he said, causing me to frown.
"Arranged to what? Be specific Keir," I said and he sounded irritated.
"marriage," he finally said after a minute of silence.
"To whom?"
"I don't know who that woman is and she's just unlucky and I've chosen to marry her. She'll live in hell," he said and I know that he didn't want this situation.
" When have you been arranged?"
"I don't fucking know and I have no plans to find it out."
"Please don't hurt a woman. She may not want to marry you either. After you get married we have an annulment bro," I stated and there was a sudden tap on me and when I turned to see Michael.
"We need to go Mr. Freniere," he said, gesturing to me in the car who is waiting for us to go.
"I need to go, Keiro, think before you act. I'll call you later." I said and ended the call.
I can't believe his family did that to him. But as others have said everything has its reason.
"Miguel," I called
"Yes Mr. Freniere?" he asked
"Cancel all of my meetings, show me where she lives," I ordered and he obeyed immediately.
When we got to where she was, I saw her carrying heavy things to the other house. I wanted to get out of the car and help her and give her a word for doing heavy things. But I just keep myself from going out.
"Whose house does she go to?" I asked Miguel as I didn't take my eyes off of Mirana.
"According to my memo notes that house belonged to Cello Frey but he is not there now because he went to the Philippines for his family," he stated while reading his notes.
Cello Frey, who is he in her life?
Do they have a relationship? So many questions ran through my mind that I could not answer them. I looked at Mirana again, wiping her sweat, obviously struggling with what she was doing. She held her stomach and I don't know if she was crying as she patted her stomach. And as I looked at her she looked at our direction frowning.
"Let's go," I ordered and the engine started.
I took one last look at her and she was gone in where she was standing.
Someday, we will see each other and that day... I hope you are prepared.
***
MIRANA
Do I really have to do it? Should I do it? All my questions the answer is Yes, I'm the only one who doesn't. What if he didn't believe it, what if it just came to nothing. My god Mirana just go! Whatever will be the answer will be fine... fine. Everything will be fine. I didn't even notice that I was crying thinking of what would happen later. I looked at myself in the mirror, my stomach was growing bigger. I put on a little make-up and tied my hair up, fixed my shirt and took out my little bag. I took one last glance at myself and smiled faintly.
"Mommy's got you," I whispered as I rubbed my stomach.
I just went out of the house and shut the house down, so I really had to make sure everything was locked because Cello just ordered it to me. It was also a few minutes later when I reached the company he was managing. That building is very high and it seems that only high people are coming in and out of it. I took a deep breath before going in and when I came in there were people watching me. As if I were entering another world, they were almost all dressed in formal attire. I jump to the woman in uniform who can ask. As I drew closer to him, he smiled at me immediately and I smiled back.
"Good morning Ma'am, how can I help you?" she asked kindly.
"Uhm, is Mr. Marco Frienere available? I asked nervously.
"Do you have an appointment with him?" she asked gently.
"N-no, but I contacted his secretary a few times but could not contact her," I explained to her.
"I'm sorry Ma'am but you cannot meet him if you don't have any appointment," she stated
"Please, this is an emergency. I'm begging you....let me see him"
She looked at my stomach and smiled.
"Okay I better lead you there," she offered and I almost wanted to hug her to thank her but I couldn't because of the people around us.
"Thank you so much," I said and she just smiled at me.
"This way Ma'am," she stated as she led me the way to his office.
People are very formal here, and I never even thought of buying new slippers to use. I have no new slippers and this is just what I have.
"Were here Ma'am," she says that brings me back to reality.
I smiled genuinely as she returned the gesture.
She knocked on the door first before opening it.
"Sir Marco, there is someone looking for you," she stated and I cannot hear clearly what they were talking until she looked at me and gestured to me to enter.
"Thank you again," I said and she just nodded.
I glanced around the room as I saw an aluminum frame with his name on it.
'Marco Wadsforth Freniere'
I read slowly and started to search and find the woman who brought me here. She might have mistakenly brought me here. I was about to turn away to leave when suddenly a voice spoke that made my heart beat, a voice I had never heard before. But that was impossible, I slowly turned my heels to where the voice came from. I could hardly hear my breath because of the loud beat in my heart. There, the man whom I betrayed, the man I hurt. The man I left behind and played with. Marco, Marco Wadsforth ... that I love to call Kid. Almost everything at this time suddenly came back to me.
"Kid" that was the only word that came out of my mouth.
"Kid" he chuckled bitterly full of hatred.
"Oh come on Mirana Vaughn! That's all you have to say? Welcome me," he said sarcastically.
My eyes could not hold back the tears. It was karma, maybe it was the payoff for the sins I committed. I feel like my world is falling apart.
"So tell me, why are you here?" he asked as if he were just talking to a client. He sat down comfortably at his desk and looked at me up and down. Now just in his eyes, I want to devour myself. I couldn't have bothered to go here from the start. I felt embarrassed as he stopped looking at my slippers.
"Don't expect me to put you in a nice chair because people like you are dirt," he coldly said that makes my chest tight.
I took a deep breath before I took the force to say what I really meant and I had to accept whatever the outcome might be. I will do everything for the sake of my son, our son.
"I have your child," I said while holding my womb.