Unexpected

CHAPTER 20 |Unexpected|

Angela's POV

I finished the dinner with the kids and put them in the bed. Ella also requested story so I read it to her. Nothing is too much for the little munchkins. I just love to be around them and Ella made whole this thing more easier. I'm so glad that I have them in my life now.

I walked down the stairs towards the kitchen when I felt another strong kick from my baby boy. He knows that for few weeks he will be in my arms. I needed some snack. More like bananas as a snack. I opened the fridge to see only one of them left. Thank God for that.

While I was munching on it, the door opened. And I was wondering where is Jay. I guess, the mister arrived now. He came in looking completely exhausted. His suit was still neat like in the morning.

"Angela, you're still up?" He asked noticing my presence.

"Yes. I came here to eat. Kids are in the bed tho. Where have you been?" I asked. He walked to the kitchen and sat at the bar stool.

"I stayed in my office to fix some papers and Donatella arrived." 

"What did she want?" I said rudely, but it wasn't intended.

"She came to talk and maybe go to the bar. But I said no. And told her everything and how I don't want her as a friend in my life anymore. I thought she would be embarassed, but no. She straight ahead slapped me out of nowhere and bruised my cheek with her long ass fake nails, telling me I'm selfish." He explained and turned his head. She really scrapped his face. 

"I told you that she is crazy." I said in a tone 'I told you so'. I walked to the cupboard where we held bandages for emergency and chose some cute pink one.

"I'm going to put you a bandage." I said and stuck it carefully on his cheek. He looked cute with the pink bandage.

"Maybe a kiss will heal it." He said smugly. I leaned down and pecked the spot where the bandage was.

"Good now?" I smirked.

"Much better." He said, pulling me in a hug. His head rested on my upper chest and his arms were wrapped around me.

"I'm sorry, Angela. I misunderstood you. I will understand if you don't want to forgive me. I acted very rudely towards you and I deserved your avoiding."

"It's alright now. You saw it yourself what kind of person was she. But you're a good person, Jay. Sometimes you have anger issues, but you can go take some therapy." I teased him. He pulled away and locked his eyes with mine.

"I have anger issues?" He said getting worked up.

"You do. Just by this reaction I confirmed once again." I sighed. 

"Fine, maybe I do have some minor issues, but I'm calm for most of the time." He admitted.

"That wasn't that hard, see? Everything starts with accepting the truth." 

"Don't push it now. I'm hungry. Do we have some leftovers from the dinner?" He asked hopefully.

"We don't. But I can make you a sandwich if you want." I suggested.

"Really? You would do that?" He questioned cheerfully.

"Yes. I will be done in a minute." 

I turned around and took the bread from the box. I took ham and cheese from the fridge and put it in the bread. I put ketchup all over it and put some pickles inside. His eyes gleamed with happiness as I set the plate with the sandwich in front of him.

He thanked me quickly and digged in. There was a hard kick in my stomach making me worried a bit. I opened the fridge to take the water, when I felt something very wet between my legs. Liquid came gushing out from down there and strong contraction hit me.