Alex’s POV
We just got home. She was once in this house, maybe she is recalling.
‘The food is ready,’ the maid said.
‘Ok we will be there,’
‘Let’s go am starving,’ she said smiling.
One minute she is happy and the other she is sad. My aunt was already on the table and Cindy served the food.
Two months later
Karen’s POV
I got inside the house to meet a lady in my kitchen.
‘Who are you?’ I asked calmly.
‘Am supposed to ask you that question,’ she replied rudely.
‘What are you doing in my kitchen?’
‘This is my fiancées house and am free to do anything I please.’
I think she is trying to test my patience. This is the house Alex left for me. I have the documents, in return am to leave him in peace. I got married one month ago. We didn’t wed Michael moved in with me when I found out I was pregnant.
‘I don’t care of who you are but just leave my house,’ I said and pushed her towards the door. For the one month I have stayed with Michael my life has been a living hell but this is too much.
‘You are the one to leave,’ she yelled at me.
I picked the glass full of water on the kitchen table and poured on her. She wanted to hit me but I got hold of the hand. I may be pregnant but not sick nor weak.
‘Let me go. You can blackmail Michael with a fake pregnancy but not me,’ she kept on shouting though at last she left.