FORTY.

CHAPTER FORTY - Luther.



“Reese . . . ” I whispered.

I caught her in my hands before she could hit the floor. I knew I took it too far, I couldn't control myself, I shouldn't have fought her like she is pregnant and I got her stressed. I was just sad because she asked me out of this hole she called an apartment. It took me five months to find her, and she thinks I'm just going to leave without answers.

I called 911 after placing her gently on her bed, she had a faint pause. I requested the actor and barely five minutes later, a female doctor walked through the door and introduced herself as doctor Asher. We exchanged pleasantries as I led her toward the room. I watched her determine Reese closely as my mind drifted far. Who got Reese pregnant and leaves her all alone to care for herself and the baby? Did her parents know about these new developments? Reese must be so sad, truly I went overboard with my emotions. I should have at least considered what she was going through before spewing nonsense. Some words are better left unsaid but I realized after saying them.

“Mr. Luther?” Doctor Asher called lightly leaning behind me on the wall surface. I hummed to make sure she knew my attention was with her.

“She fainted from shock and stress, which is pretty normal for most pregnant women, you should try to watch her closely. She has high blood pressure which is extremely bad for pregnant women especially those who faint due to shock. If her blood pressure is not being monitored she might end up with a C-section which might be dangerous to both mother and child.” She breathed, staring at my face. I was sure she saw what she was looking for because she gently tapped my shoulders in a comforting manner.

“You shouldn't worry much, just keep her happy and stress free and I have written a list of drugs you should get for her okay? She will be fine,” with that, she packed her box and left the house. Leaving me with silence and a sleeping Reese . I sat beside her laying figure and took her in with my eyes. I have never met a beautiful pregnant woman before, Reese has set standards for all women. Her plump lips were fuller, her boobs were round and firm. She looked extremely good.

I took my wallet and car keys and headed to Chicago town. I need to get her drugs, groceries, and cook a book with some clothes for myself. I have decided to stay with Reese till her baby papa or her parents showed up. A pregnant woman with high bp shouldn't be in the house all alone by herself. My knuckles turned white as I thought about what would have happened if she fainted and I wasn't there. But she might not have fainted, I thought I stressed her out pretty good. Damn! things I did for a living, causing havoc.

I arrived home shortly afterwards with lots of bags, from clothes to groceries. I even brought three cookbooks and lots of junk food.

Reese was still sleeping when I got home so I set out to make dinner. I brought out one of the cookbooks and looked for an easy recipe, after searching I settled for braised rice and stir fry chicken. I set out my ingredients and set to cook.
The food was finally ready, after a series of knife cuts, burns and of course tasting I set the table and just then Reese walked it.

“I'm hungry!” she blurted, I pointed to the food, and she sat down immediately and dug in hungrily. One will think she had not eaten in like four whole months. I rolled my eyes as I dug in too, the food came out pretty nice, who knows maybe I was born a chef. Our plates were cleared in a matter of seconds.

“We need to talk,” she tried to cut me off but I gave her no opportunity as I continued immediately making her stop

“I am sure you know you fainted, I called the doctor and she said you were in shock and stressed out, she also said you have high blood pressure,” I revealed and as I expected her face became pale. “So I'm going to take care of you from this moment and you have no right to refuse because I'm not giving you a choice!” I retorted.

But Reese being her usual self couldn't help but e up with a comeback thank you, Luther, I don't need your help and I'm better off alone, ” she replied, exactly what I was expecting but I had the perfect answer waiting for her but before then, I needed to find out why she wants me out in all honesty.

“Why do you want me out of your apartment so bad? Why? I don't know if Nancy had lost some memories but you and I used to live together in my penthouse back in Manhattan so what are you scared of?”

I asked, pinning her down with my gaze, she stood up and paced round the room around the kitchen, all cute and round, my cock agreed with my brain as blood rushed down making me shift in my pants.

“Like I said, Answers and I'm not leaving,” I uttered. She stopped and look at me with an expression that said "I don't believe you"

“You are all bark and no bite Luther, so you are going to sit here and do nothing, who is going to run your multi-billion multi-billionaires or desks?”

He hissed, my lips lifting in listing. “It is the digital age, cave woman. Besides, I have my laptop here and everything I will be needing, so remember that phrase 'working from home?' That's what I was going to do.”

“Just leave me alone Luther, can't you get I don't want you here, I hate you, I hate that you get under my skin easily, I hate that I want you to leave but still have a part of you here. Luther please go, leave and don't look back please,” she broke down really bad, the emotions I had witnessed since coming to Chicago were q due to pregnancy hormones.

And it was terrific. Sometimes unbearable.

“Why do you want me to leave so badly? Why” I pressed.

“Because I'm carrying your baby, you dimwit!” she yelled and hell froze.


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