ELLA.
Everything happening lately was beginning to stress out terribly—my head ached nonstop, my emotions were unstable and the triplets’ behavior was only making everything worse.
Especially Lurgard.
One mont he acted cold and distant, and the very next mont he beca overly possessive and impossible to escape from.
I was exhausted.
Completely exhausted.
"Lurgard..." I called out tiredly, raising my hand slowly to my forehead as if trying to ease the headache building there. "I don’t need all these right now."
My voice ca out weaker than I intended.
"Please leave alone."
Lurgard remained standing there for a few seconds, staring at silently, and then finally, he spoke.
"Theresa, I am so sorry," he said quietly.
His tone had softened completely now.
"We really did not an to embarrass you, but we just couldn’t trust him."
As he spoke, he slowly moved from where he had been standing and walked toward carefully, then he placed his hands gently on my shoulders.
Imdiately, I removed his hands from in disgust. The movent was fast and instinctive.
"My baby doesn’t need this stress," I said firmly.
The mont those words left my mouth, Lurgard’s face darkened instantly. His expression changed completely and his gaze slowly drifted downward toward my stomach.
Silence filled the room imdiately afterward.
A very awkward silence.
But honestly?
I didn’t care anymore.
If bringing up the baby would finally make him back off and leave alone, then so be it.
Because at this point, I desperately needed space.
The triplets were becoming too overwhelming, too controlling and too involved in every single thing concerning .
And it was starting to suffocate badly.
’We couldn’t trust him.’
Seriously?
I almost scoffed at the excuse again.
Was Micheal their friend?
No.
So why exactly were they acting like they had so authority over who I could speak to or spend ti with?
The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I beca, and honestly, I couldn’t even bla Micheal for speaking earlier.
Anyone would have reacted.
The triplets were too controlling, especially Lawrence and now Lurgard was becoming just as bad.
Lurgard remained silent for a long while, his eyes stayed fixed on my stomach like he was deeply thinking about sothing, his jaw tightened slightly.
Then finally, after what felt like forever, he stepped backward slowly. Without saying another word, he turned around and walked toward the door.
The mont he stepped outside and shut the door behind him, I released a deep breath instantly.
Relief washed through imdiately.
’Finally, I could have so peace.’
I slowly sat down on the edge of the bed and placed both hands carefully over my stomach. A strange warmth spread through my chest instantly.
No matter what happened around ...no matter how chaotic everything beca...I wasn’t alone anymore.
I lowered my gaze toward my belly softly.
"Baby," I whispered quietly, then I inhaled deeply before speaking again with more firmness. "Trust , we are both going to survive this."
My fingers caressed my stomach gently.
And for the first ti that day, I tried convincing myself that everything would eventually be okay.
After so minutes, I began arranging my things properly in the room before taking a quick bath to freshen up.
The warm water helped ease my body a little, but it did nothing to calm the tension I was still feeling inside.
When I was done, I changed into sothing comfortable and walked back to the room.
I moved straight to the window and sat beside it quietly.
For a mont, I just stared outside without thinking about anything serious.
Then I brought out my phone and started scrolling through social dia aimlessly, trying to distract myself from everything that had been happening lately.
But right in the middle of it, my stomach suddenly growled.
I paused.
My brows furrowed slightly.
I was hungry.
I ignored it at first and tried to remain still, pretending I didn’t hear anything but a few seconds later, my stomach made another louder sound.
I sighed softly.
Of course.
It wasn’t going to let rest. If I were alone, I probably would have just ignored it and gone to sleep hungry.
But things were different now.
My hand slowly moved toward my stomach. The pup couldn’t possibly starve because of my stubbornness.
That would be foolish.
I slowly stood up, finally giving in to the hunger I had been trying to suppress.
Just as I did, a knock ca on my door.
I froze instantly.
My body tensed slightly.
The knock ca again, a little firr this ti.
Then Lawrence’s voice followed from the other side.
"Theresa," he said calmly, though I could still hear a hint of caution in his tone. "I know you are still angry with us, but trust , we did it for your sake."
He paused for a mont.
"I know at this point you still won’t want to see us, so I brought you dinner," he added.
My eyes widened slightly at the ntion of food. For a second, excitent flashed through but I quickly forced myself to stay composed.
I wasn’t going to make it that easy.
"Can I co in?" he asked afterward.
I hesitated.
My stomach growled again as if reminding of the obvious answer.
I was hungry.
Very hungry.
And I definitely didn’t want him standing outside wasting ti but at the sa ti, I wanted him to realize I wasn’t going to just accept things so easily.
I stayed silent.
A few seconds passed, and then I heard footsteps—retreating footsteps.
He was leaving.
My eyes widened slightly.
"Seriously?" I muttered under my breath in disbelief.
An asshole indeed.
Without wasting another second, I quickly moved toward the door and pulled it open.
The hallway was empty, as Lawrence was already gone but right outside the door, a tray of food was still left behind carefully on the floor.
I blinked once.
Then twice.
Slowly, a small smile crept onto my face as I bent down and picked it up.
I brought it inside carefully and closed the door behind .
Maybe...
Maybe it was for the best that he left after all.
At least now I could eat in peace without dealing with him standing there watching .
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