Mafia Billionaire’s Forlorn Wife
Chapter 43

A total of eight pink lines glare at me from the four pregnancy tests kept on the edge of Leo’s guest bathtub.

My heart is pounding in my chest as tears build up in my eyes, finally realising the fact that I am, in fact, pregnant.

“F**k…” I whisper, my thoughts spiralling out of control before I have the chance to take my next breath, “f**k f**k f**k f**k!”

Taking my head in my hands, I slowly slide down to the floor, resting my back against the marble tub while I let my tears fall out of my eyes freely.

Rhys doesn’t care about me, and he is most definitely going to see this pregnancy as another liability.

The man who hates my father as much as Rhys does would most definitely not want to be related to Dominico Mancini’s grandchild.

And I can’t go back to my father asking for help either…he’ll probably do something much worse than all those things he did during my childhood.

“What am I going to do?” I mutter to myself in disbelief as I look down at my own body, my eyes wide with terror while I bring my shaking hand to rest on my lower abdomen where my unborn child is currently resting.

More tears fall out of my eyes as I realise that I am completely alone in this and there is absolutely no one that I can ask for help.

I can’t ask Leo for help because that would mean staying with him and never facing Rhys again and that would be impossible.

Rhys loves his revenge fantasies too much to actually give a f**k about any of this, but I do know him and I know that he would never let me go and in fact, there is also a chance that he might use this news to further bend my father to his will— everyone knows how image and reputation is all that Made men care about and even for a man like my father, the information of someone using his pregnant daughter for his own gains would come as a harsh blow.

My own thoughts trouble me and I don’t know how much longer I spend sitting in silence before there is a knock at the bathroom door and Leo’s voice follows next— “are you okay in there, Bella? What’s the result of the test?”

Concern drips out of his voice and I realise that my best friend has been freaking out too since the moment he ran to the nearest store to get me these pregnancy test kits.

After explaining to Leo about my symptoms, it did not take him long enough to get me the test kits and now it is all out in the open.

I’m going to have to think of a way to save myself and my child.

I’ve never really thought about starting a family so soon, especially not after the rocky six months that I have had with Rhys. However, now that I am staring at these positive results of the pregnancy tests, I cannot help but feel protective and hopeful about the life growing inside me.

I have always wanted children of my own, albeit the fact that I thought it would happen at a much later and much happier state of my life, but now that this has already happened, I am too emotional to let this moment go in vain.

I do like the thought of becoming a mother and I know now that I will do everything that is right for my unborn child from now on.

Steeling my shoulders, I take in a few deep breaths before I wipe away my tears, “you can do this.” I tell myself even though I don’t feel as confident as my words sound right now.

And with that, I stand up and walk over to open the door of the bathroom to find Leo’s worried frame looming over the doorway and the moment his eyes meet mine, he reads everything that is written on my face.

Even before I tell him anything, he curses under his breath, “f**k!” He hisses, running his hands through his hair before he places his arm around my shoulders and quickly takes me back to my room.

“Bella, I am telling you, I will not let you raise your child in that man’s house. He is not good to you and he will only traumatise your kid because he doesn’t understand the responsibility of being a father. And I know that you love him and I know that it is too difficult for you to even think about leaving him—“ But I do wish to leave him now, “—Rhys will never understand you or love you, Bella. And I will f*****g fight him if he tries to capture you in his prison again!”

All through his rant, I am only staring at the carpet beneath the bed, trying to differentiate between each strand of fur from the other as I wonder what exactly I am going to do about this all.

“I do wish to leave him.” I whisper in a croaky voice, finally then meeting Leo’s gaze as I repeat, “I want to leave Rhys. He’s never going to accept our child and going away from him forever is what is going to save us.” I say as I place my hand on my abdomen in a protective manner.

Leo nods his head eagerly, “you want this child, right?” He asks in a gentle manner as he reaches out to take my free hand in his own.

I smile warmly, “more than anything.” It’s my one chance to have someone to call my own. To have someone whom I can love and cherish and protect for the rest of this world.

It’s just me and my baby against the world now.

Leo opens his mouth to speak, but before he can, the bell of his house rings, indicating that someone has arrived.

Leo sighs, “it’s probably delivery.”

And with that, he walks out of the guest bedroom while I plunge myself in the thoughts of what the future holds for me.

All the while I am unaware of the hell that the next few hours are going to unleash.