Emma's eyes turned colder at the statement the young man in front of her made. "Bliss, take my son inside." She ordered the nanny, and as soon as they left her side, she faced the cruel man who happens to be her husband. "What is this?" She raised the papers that were given to her, playing dumb.You want a divorce?" It was more of a statement than a question. "Over my dead body! Do you think I will free you? Do you think I will allow my poor son to suffer? I don't give a damn about this marriage, but I do about my son. I wouldn't allow you and your stupid mistress to destroy the last joy I have." She deadpanned, flinging the papers into the air. She walked past Arizona, who was stunned at her attitude; she was not like this years ago. What happened to the shy, naive, chubby, and ugly Emma!? Is this the same teenager he impregnated and got married to? What is going on? Who is this beautiful disaster!? Impregnated and married off at seventeen? What led to it? What or who made her this way? Who will feel her wrath when she realizes she ought to be treated right? Find out as you read this incredible story!!!!
*Emma POV*
When my stepmother stopped me from going to school and said we would be having important guests, I knew I was in deep trouble.
My family was facing another set of family; they were throwing daggers at each other. If eyes could kill, I knew I would be the first one dead.
"Can't we resolve this thing with money? Why are you trying to impose your daughter on us?" A middle-aged woman spoke; she was clearly burning with anger. She is the mother of the young man who impregnated me by mistake.
"Impose! You better watch your tongue, woman; my family is being nice by not suing your son for impregnating a minor!" My stepmother, Deadpan, who didn't know her too well, will think she is actually on my side, but I know she is doing all this for herself; she is trying to marry me off and also benefit from it financially.
"Well, if you spoilt daughter didn't go to an adult club, opening legs for strangers to go into her cave, my son would not have been in this situation." She insulted me, rolling her eyes at me.
"What! Why didn't you train your son to learn how to control his horny ass instead?--" My stepmother was immediately interrupted by my father.
"Stop all this stupid drama; it would not take us anywhere."
"Mr. Zenith, what will you do about your grandson?" My father questions the elder of the other family.
Mr. Zenith took a deep breath. "First of all, I would like to apologize on behalf of what my daughter-in-law and my grandson did to your daughter. Please forgive us." The old man said in a warm tone, I watch all of them scoff except my father.
"We are going to take custody of the girl; I will make sure she is well taken care of and receives appropriate medical care." He proclaimed.
"And?" My father pressed on further.
"Since she is going to turn eighteen in eight months from now, I suggest we hold the marriage until then, but I promise she will legally get married to my grandson on that day." Mr. Zenith proclaimed.
I adjusted my glasses that were getting stained by my tears. I just couldn't believe what was happening; it just felt like I was being sold off.
All I wanted was just a little freedom that night, the only night I rebelled against my stepmother, which turned out to be my greatest mistake, a mistake I will live to regret for the rest of my life.
"What!!" My thoughts were dragged back by the shout of the man who impregnated me; he was looking so furious and deadly right now.
"What bullshit are you all talking about? You should be happy that I didn't even deny it, but that didn't give you guys the right to impose this little shapeless, classless,and ugly girl on me." He thundered.
"I am already engaged to someone else, so this thing called marriage you guys are planning will not work!"
"You lie, young man, you have chosen your fate; I will not allow you to destroy my reputation and that of my firm because of your foolish act, Arizona!" His grandfather reprimands him.
"Stay until the girl packs up her things and brings her to the villa." With that said to their bodyguard, the old man stormed out of my father's house, followed by the woman, and then Arizona, who spared me a threat,I will make sure to kill you before those eight months, bitch!" I felt chills down my spine.
"And what are you still waiting for? Go and get your things and go with them!" My stepmom shouted, and I was so surprised. I stared at my father, who didn't bother to spare me a glance. I felt broken and lost in this lonely world. I wish my mother was here.
____HOURS LATER ___
The black Lexus that took me from my home halt in front of a huge building painted red with white stripes was a huge three-step water fountain in the middle of the compound.
"Welcome to Roger's Villa; I'm Butler Maya." A middle-aged woman greeted me with a bow; she helped me carry my luggage inside while I followed behind her. I was still wary of the luxurious building.
As soon as we walked inside, I saw that the family was having a heated discussion, which was clearly about me. As soon as they noticed my presence, they shut their mouths.
Arizona was the first to walk off, followed by his mother, leaving only me and Mr. Zenith in the luxurious living room.
"I wouldn't run away; I will make sure to stay and protect my baby, but you must grant me one wish." I proposed and watched him cock his head to the side with a grin.
"I thought you would be a dumb little girl, but it seems you understand the situation better. I'm glad to hear this wish of yours."
"I still want to pursue my career; I will like to apply for college as soon as possible, and I want it far away from California."
"Hmm," I watch him place his fingers on his chin, pretending to think before saying,That's not a problem at all, but make sure you pass your final exams with good grades, then leave the rest to me."
"Can it be a secret?"
"Sure, Maya!" He called out the female butler. She came rushing in in no time.
"Please take her to her room; make her comfortable." He commands the woman, who gave a respectful bow before walking ahead.
"Thank you, sir." I bow and leave with the butler; she left after showing me my room, which was huge and very beautiful.
"What would life be like now, Emma?" I asked myself, stroking my flat tommy. I know it would not be easy, but I will not put this innocent soul in pain because of my foolish mistake.
Now I don't have only myself to think of; I have to fight this battle on my own because the minute my father decided to sell me off all in the name of marriage, I seized having a family. I'm on my own, in my own battle, for what exactly!??
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