Winning Her Heart Again

Chapter 8: On My Own

After a few days had passed, Diego made sure that I was totally fine before we left and went abroad. News also spread that I was dead after I was hit by the car.

Diego also talked to his friends about my plan, and he said that no one would know what exactly made me happy. After that day, the doctor discharged me, and Diego let me stay in one of his condominiums. There he helped me to recover, he also buys me everything I want. About Travis and Stacy? I decided not to think of them anymore.

I wanted to focus on my baby now. All I want is to leave this place as soon as our papers are approved.

I stood up to grab a glass of water. I'm already four weeks pregnant. Diego is not around because he's busy with his business.

Diego never asks for an exchange for taking of me and my baby. I'm also thinking that if I hadn't met Diane, no one would have ever helped me.

I drank the water and suddenly craved mango. I'm happy that there's a basket of mangoes at the table. My mouth watered while I was starting to peel the mango when suddenly someone knocked on the door.

I went to open it, and I saw Diego. "I thought you had an important meeting today with a client?" I asked him, but his gaze went to my hand, which was holding a mango and a knife.

He gets them from my hand and offers a flower.

I accepted it, though I was a little bit uncomfortable.

"I told you that if you need something, just call me. You shouldn't be holding a knife, what if you cut your hand?" He started lecturing me. I let out a sigh. Since the day I was in his condominium, he kept on ranting that I shouldn't work or touch something that would hurt me. He's overreacting, but I know he's just thinking about my safety.

"Common, I can do that. Besides, I'm being careful." I followed him through the kitchen, and he started peeling and cutting the mangos for me.

"Just sit there and wait for me to finish it," he said, and I had no choice but to do what he said.

"You haven't answered my question. You said you have an important matter to do. So, why are you here?" I asked him, and he placed a bowl of mango In Front of me.

"Our papers are complete. Tomorrow will be our flight," he answered.

I've been waiting for this day, and that's the only thing that could make me happy. I wanted to start a new life, and finally, I can do it now.

"You don't know how happy I am," I said, and he turned around and looked at me, smiling broadly.

"You're not going alone, Jasmine; I'm coming too," he said, which made my forehead knot. But he's busy doing something here?

"What about your business? I don't want you to leave your business just because of me," I said. He chuckled.

"Usually, I have my secretary to handle it. Besides, you need someone who will help you. "His words caught me. He's helping, and I'm happy, but he also has work waiting for him.

"Diego, you're helping too much. And I'm happy with the effort you exert to make sure that I'm okay, but your job is more important than me and my baby. You can't just oblique us for years. I also have to stand up on my own." I explained to him. He did not seem happy because of what he heard.

"Are you saying that you are a burden to me?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Am I not?" He's doing too much for me, I feel ashamed that even though I'm craving and going to my private ob-gyn he's the one with me and paying all my bills.

"Of course not! Don't ever think of that, Jasmine. Okay, let's make a deal, "he said while thinking about something.

"What deal?" I curiously asked, he already knows that the child I am carrying was Travis Son, and yes it was a boy. But he doesn't know about the accident. He didn't want to talk about it because he knew that I would feel uncomfortable.

"You will be my business partner for now; I know you are good at planning strategies," he said, and I thought he was joking, but he didn't laugh.

Before I could react, he decided it himself.

"So silence means yes," he stood up and went to the living room.

Sometimes, I can't read Diego's mind. Yes, he's caring, yet he's still moody.

When he went back, he was holding the food that he had ordered. I'm also cooking, but I seldom do it because Diego doesn't want me to work hard. That's why I'm surprised that he offered me something that I could decline.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"I know you're hungry, "he said and placed the food he ordered. I smiled. Diane told me that his brother doesn't want to associate with people he doesn't know and doesn't like, but here he is now, helping me. I also noticed that he sometimes had a bad temper when it came to work. "Thanks, Diego, "I remember when I was in the hospital. He's too worried about me and the baby. Even Dr. Marco was surprised because of the way he was acting. I know he pities me that he can't even think of the way he is acting that day.

"You don't have to thank me. You're my only sister's friend, and she adores you so much. "He said in a serious voice. I couldn't think of a word to say. I just missed her.

"My sister won't be happy seeing you like that," he said while placing food on my plate.

"You know what? Die is lucky to have a brother like you. Though, sometimes it's hard to talk to you because you're moody. "I laughed when he furrowed his eyebrows at me.

See? He's really something. I shook my head while trying not to laugh so loud.