Chapter 38

Alex's POV.

I walked, my footsteps hitting the sidewalk, I had left home to clear my head, Leaving Isabel on her own. She can handle herself, I thought as I continued to walk.

I stared up at the sky, where orange and purple had painted it.

Heaving a frustrated sigh, I continued to walk aimlessly.

I had been embarrassed to talk about Mabel while i was with Isabel earlier as it was complicated.

She had asked me out a long time ago when we were still in highschool, and like a teenager, I had not thought about it and just said yes, hoping that it wouldn't be too bad. But I realized that I had not loved her.

My thoughts wandered as I continued to walk aimlessly on the street, until my phone vibrated.

I pulled out my phone, halting in my steps to stare at a message that had popped up on the screen.

It was from Mabel. My eyes moved as I read it, and my brows furrowed the more I read it.

She had asked me to meet her at a nearby cafe.

...

Pushing the glass door open, I walked in, my eyes searching the tables until it rested onto the woman that sat alone on a deserted table, sipping from a glass of orange juice. I walked towards her, my gaze not leaving her face. Once I reached, I pulled out the chair opposite her, settling onto it.

"Would you like a drink?" She asked, stars shone in her eyes, but my smug look had not wavered. I bet she could tell I was not ready for tricks and needed her to get down to business.

I noticed the pout that had come to rest on her lips, but I did not care. All I needed was for her to go straight to the point.

"I'm pregnant." She finally said, and I did not miss the way she rubbed her tummy gently. What was she talking about? I thought as my gaze travelled to rest on her belly.

"What?" I asked, not sure if I had gotten her words clear.

"I'm pregnant." She repeated, a smile coming to rest on her face.

"And it's yours." She added, her gaze moving to rest on me.

"It cannot be." I stated, it couldn't be mine.

"Do you imply that I am lying or cheating?" She asked, her face contouring in anger, and she rose to her feet, gaining some attention from nearby tables.

"The child is yours. Do you really not believe me anymore because you found someone else?" She said, and by this time, tears had run down her cheeks.

"I will be a father to the child." I said, my gaze getting serious, and by now she had sat down, wiping her tear stained cheeks.

"Really?" She asked, her face beaming.

"Well then, let's go get my wedding dress now, and the invitations, there's no time to prepare..." she blabbered about, but I had stopped her.

"Look..." I began, and I could see the confused look on her face.

"I will be a father to the child. I will take responsibility, but it does not mean that we are getting married." I said, and her face fell in despair.

"What?" She asked, seemingly not comprehending me.

"I will not marry you." I stated bluntly, and her face fell, her eyes getting moist. It was something I was used to. Mabel had always been the type to cry about everything, and now was not an exception.

"Do you not want our child to have a complete family?" she asked, tears threatening to escape her eyes.

"He will have a complete family. Just not the one where his parents are married I said, feeling apologetic, and she kept mute, digesting the information.

" I will leave now." I said, and she stared at me in a daze.

Rising to my feet, the screeching sound of the chair reverberated throughout the room, catching the attention of people who had been seated in other tables.

Walking out, I ignored the stares that had been directed at me, thanks to Mabel.

Hailing a taxi, I got in the back seat, gazing outside the window as my thoughts wandered. Was the child really mine? I thought as I stared out the window.

For what seemed like a hour, i was lost in thought. The taxi soon came to a stop in front of my apartment, and I got out, paying the driver. I stood to the the side, watching the car zoom off, and I sighed deeply before heading inside.

I walked through the narrow hallway, my footsteps echoing until it came to a halt in front of my room.

Who knew if Isabel was asleep. Gazing at the door that rested opposite mine, I had decided not to disturb her.

Finally pushing my room door open, I walked in, letting myself fall onto my bed as I stared up at the ceiling. Was that the reason she had come here in the morning?

To tell me she was pregnant?

Rising from the bed abruptly, I pealed off my clothes, heading to the bathroom where I had taken a bath. I let the water pour for what seemed like hours until I had finally turned the shower off, stepping out.

I got dressed in some loose shirt and pants, walking out to look for Isabel.

Knocking on the door of the opposite room, there was no response, and my brows furrowed. Had she fallen asleep so deep? I thought.

Turning the handle slowly, I pushed the door open, my eyes squinting as I waited for her to scold me, but it never came.

Walking in, I turned on the lights and my eyes scanned the room, landing onto the bed that had been made neatly.

"Isabel?" I called out, walking deeper into the room, wondering where she had gone.

Walking towards the bathroom door, I pushed it open only to find it empty.

Where had she gone?

Walking hurriedly out of the room, I went to get my phone intending to call her until I was hit by the sudden realization that she did not have a phone.

"Sh*t" I cursed, fisting my hair as I held the phone, staring at the screen.

Dialling a number, it was picked up on the third ring.

"Hello?" I said, and I proceeded to report the situation.

"Wait until forty-eight hours before reporting her missing." The feminine voice said, and I bit my cheeks, what was I supposed to do?

Calling someone else, I put the phone to my ear.

"She has gone missing." I said once the call got connected, and silence prevailed on the other end until it broke.

"Find her!"