Chapter 29 (Matters)

"She's pregnant with my child, and I am in love with her. That's all that matters," was Sebe's cold reply to the gay reporter who asked. They seemed hypnotized, their mouths gaping. Sebe just answered the question, and then they shuddered immediately. I didn't know there was such a person. Security that knows about the lives of others to have something to show for it. "Hi! I am from a self-published magazine. Is it true that you will marry Sebastian Montemayor because of their wealth?" a petite girl asked. I can't count how many mics are focused on us. We could not reach the entrance of the building due to the number of media. I pulled Sebe's hand that was holding my head to hide. I don't care about their riches! I don't care about it! If Sebe had given me something, I wouldn't have asked for it! I am not a spoiled brat! I raised an eyebrow, seeking the woman's gaze. "Excuse me? Who-- " Sebe caressed my waist; it made me stop. Sebe pulled my head back into his chest, stopping me from ranting. I closed my eyes tightly. *** After that question from the woman, Sebe didn't answer anything. He answered only one. That was the question of the first fagot. I took off my flat sandals and leaned my head on the sofa. I closed my eyes and massaged my temple. That was incredibly stressful. "Are you fine?" Sebe asked as he approached. He pulled me closer as he sat next to me. "Don't mind them, please?" He added softly. 'I don't want you to be stressed. Don't think about problems because I'll take care of them." "I know, but it just really affected me. I'm not like that!" He hushed me, and his hand went down on my belly. "Natalia," I said, 'don't stress yourself out! It's not good for my baby." Everything I wanted to sigh in annoyance disappeared because of what he said. My heart was on fire when I heard that. And that day. I met Sebe's parents in a luxurious VIP room in a famous and prestigious hotel in Manila. My hand is shaking under the table. The table was full of expensive food and desserts by our side. Sebes Mom, Christina is so incredibly fun to be with! I immediately took a deep breath because of the softness of the way she looked at me. It was as if I were facing an angel now. I just found out that Sebe looks like his dad. They're like a xerox copy! I now know where Damon and Sebe inherited their coolness and seriousness. "So, how many months old is your baby now?" Christina asked me after she wiped her lips on a table napkin. His dad was just looking at me. "It's been three months," was my answer. "You have it checked? 'she asked more. They asked me a few more questions. About myself and my family. I'm a bit shocked that George knew Eduardo. Well. They are in the same world. They are both rich, so maybe they will get to know each other because of that. Almost two hours after dinner, our conversation extended. "I'm going somewhere now," Sebe said. "Where?" I ask. He's driving his Honda Civic. "A friend's birthday." I immediately nodded. I don't know, but I don't seem to like that idea. I remained silent. The silence between us stretched. We are now going home to his suite. But he'll just drive me home, and he'll go to a friend's birthday. "I won't be long. I just can't say no. I'd love to bring you, but I care a lot for my baby," he said softly and stroked my cheek. I also thought that I shouldn't restrict him, especially when we were getting stronger. For now, I will let him enjoy it. Which is unfair on my part. If I weren't pregnant, I would have come. But I know if it's smoky there and there are drinks and other things that are not good for my health. In the end, he didn't want to leave, but I forced him. Now, it's been five hours, but he hasn't come home yet. My tears rolled down my cheeks, and I reached for my cell phone. I texted him. To Sebe: Please go home. I took a few more minutes, but he still didn't reply. I called him. But that was just ringing. My chest throbbed with a strange feeling. I hope I don't just let him go. He didn't want to if I insisted. Now, I'm crying. Damn! We were just stunned by the media's ability to enter permanently. From the elevator until we reached the right floor, Sebe hugged me. The three bodyguards are carrying our pieces of luggage. Sebe let me go as soon as we could enter his suite. He talked to the bodyguards. His face remains serious. I sat on the sofa with a frown on my face. What they told me was a bad trip! Why is that so wrong? Nothing is right! I can't sleep! I called him so many times, but it was just ringing! He doesn't even respond to my texts! What! What does he mean? He didn't say that if we were married, he would be like this!? I woke up when the door to my room opened. I was not mistaken. His hair is a bit messy, and the two first buttons of his polo are open! He put his coat on the dresser. My eyes glazed over as I looked at him. I immediately took the pillow and threw it at him. He was hit in the face. 'Baby. ' He approached me, sitting on the bed. The light was on, so he could see the reaction and the shedding of my tears. "Baby, your ass! Why aren't you answering my call? Huh? Why!?" I shouted and picked up another pillow and threw it at him, but he caught it. "Fuck!" he cursed, and with all his might, he restrained my arm, which would have tweaked his hair as soon as he got closer. "Damn! Let me explain. Oh, fuck!! "He moaned every time I slapped him; I don't know which part of his body. I was immediately stopped in disbelief because I physically hurt him. Immediately, my tears welled up. All sorts of emotions overwhelmed me. "S-Sorry." I was about to leave our room, but he pulled me back. He cursed and hugged me tightly. "Where are you going?" he asked. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." " I still love you, Natalia." He kissed my forehead. "Why are you mad, huh? Tell me," he said again, and I inhaled the smell of alcohol on his breath. "I called you, but you didn't answer!" "I'm sorry, Clinton's rushed to the hospital." He said that I was shocked. "What? Why ?!" 'I don't want you to think such things." They don't want to tell me about it. "Sebe! I just want to know!". He closed his eyes tight as if he were drowsy. It's eleven o'clock in the evening. "He's furiously mad. Your best friend broke up with him." My lips parted. "Let's sleep now." I was worried! But I couldn't do anything. I don't know what the reason is. We lay in bed, and Sebe was hugging me when my cellphone rang. I cannot sleep yet! Is it really like this when pregnant? I'm not hungry! I read my cellphone and read the text that turned out to be from Kylie! I read it very quickly. Sebes shifted his position when I got away because I took my cell phone to the side table. He pulled me back and hugged me again. His eyes remained closed. From Kylie: Nat. I need your help. I am pregnant. Huh? What the fuck!