It's been three months since they've heard the good news from the gynecologist, and yeah! She's even got a little bump to show for it. Not big enough to show through oversized t-shirts that vincass always made her wear so as not to 'discomfort his baby', most of them were his anyway.

Jordan was responding to the treatments he was being given and she'd visited him over and over in the past months, she was careful not to let him see the bump though and always managed to avoid the questions he asked about how she got the money. He just assumed she got a rich boyfriend and she didn't bother to correct him.

She was going through her stuff, looking for nothing in particular but so bored since Vincent had left for work. He'd been so good to her, the perfect boyfriend figure, only he wasn't hers.

She smiled as she recalled how he'd been sweet to her lately, she almost found herself liking him, almost.

She found the brown envelope which contained the contract and it dawned on her that she never truly went through it. She doubted if there'd be anything special she didn't know.

Taking it out, she sat on the bed and folded her legs, placing the papers on them, she began to leaf through them. The first part, she'd skimmed through earlier when she first got the sheets she skipped those moving to the 3rd page of the papers.

It was the second to the last of the papers and had a two lines written in deep bold letters. The first read, "under no circumstance must Miss Simpson endeavor to seduce my client, Mr Harry. If done then a certain punishment will be given out of which would be decided by Mr Harry himself."

She scoffed, "seduce him? What do these people think I am?" Then her mind went back to the time she intentionally put on something skimpy just get his attention, not that she'd admit it loud that it was for his attention. It didn't matter though, the dress tore from the slit up when she tried to climb the stairs.

She wondered what Vincent would've done if he found out that she did it purposely, would he have given her a punishment? She doubted it, after all he did compliment her long limbs didn't he?

She shook her head in an attempt to displace unwanted thoughts. "Your dad's a case is he not?" She asked the little bump, hoping she'd get a little kick in return but didn't get anything. She couldn't wait to start experiencing those kicks from her little one, she'd discussed it with Vincent and he also expressed his wish to see his baby kick.

He said he was sure it'd be a baby girl, she always dreamed of having a boy as her first but she wasn't picky, all that mattered was to have a healthy baby who'd look probably take her green eye and Vincent's good looks.

Sighing, she turned the last page, briefly skimming through without paying attention but the last paragraph caught her attention. It was put in bold letters which meant it was very important.

"After the child has been born and delivered to my client, Miss Simpson will have no relationship with the child nor would she be allowed around the child unless Mr Harry approves of it."

"W-what?!" She felt chilled to the bones. What has she done? How could he do this to her? She thought she was safe with him, that he'd always protect her..yet he was going to do this to her.

Picking up Her phone, she made a move to call him and tell her what's on her mind but decided against it, what was the use though? She already signed it which means she'd have to pay that huge sum of money to court if she tried to go against him.

"Think Greta think, you got yourself into this! Oh my God!! What have I done?!!" She started to hyperventilate, then she remembered that she had a little one to protect and calmed herself down, who knew if that could cause harm for her poor baby whom she had already practically sold off, it dawned on her that she was probably one of the worst mothers on earth. "I'm so sorry baby, mama is so sorry." She pleaded, rubbing her stomach.

It occurred to her that she might not be present in the child's life and that made her burst into tears, why couldn't her life be easy for once? Why did she drag her baby into this? There was a lot of questions no one could provide answers for but her, she didn't know if the reasons were justifiable anymore.

***

She was woken by a gentle tap on her arm. stretching, she looked towards the glass and all she saw was darkness. "Wow, I didn't know I slept that long," she yawned and settled back in the sheets, that was when she saw a shadow leaning over her.

She leaped up, letting out a scream and at the same time throwing a kick to the intruder's gut,  letting out a muffled shout, the intruder assumed a bent position holding his gut, taking advantage of the distraction she provided, she scurried to where the bedside lamp was and switched it on.

It was Vincent. And no she didn't kick his gut, it was his family jewel. Greta was shocked momentarily then without warning she started to laugh, it was refreshening, even Vincent sat to watch her laugh after getting over the first wave of pain that came over him, he still felt sore but was contented to watch her laugh, he'd never seen her laughed so much, he realized.

"Y-your f-face, i-it was so- oh my God.." She started another round and that was when Vincent decided he had had enough.

"Hey hey that's okay, you might hurt the baby if you keep laughing that way," the former amusement on his face was gone in its place was seriousness mixed with concern. That shut her up real quick.

Like a replay, the memories of what she found out earlier that day came back into her mind and she wondered if she had any sense at all, here she was laughing with someone who was planning to take away her child immediately it was born. Without further thought, she stood up from the bed and moved to walk out of the room.

Vincent noticing the change in her mood moved quickly to stop her, thinking it was because she thought he cared more for the baby than for her, like she had always complained. Reaching out, he grabbed her arm and turned her to face him.

"What?!" She literally shouted in his face.

"Look I'm sorry, i care about you too okay? I just thought laughing like that could hurt the baby and even you, you should be careful with the things you do."

"Just leave me alone." She said, snatching her arms from him and moving out of the room. She slammed the door on her way out leaving him confused and startled. He had never seen her that angry before..

"What did I do wrong?" He asked no one in particular.

***

He found her in the pool, in the furthest corner. Her eyes were closed and only her head was showing, moving closer he could see she was at peace, perhaps the pool helps her to calm down, he'd noticed.

He decided not to disturb her and moved to the opposite side of the pool and entered as quietly as he could. There he waited.

Soon, she opened her eyes and resumed her lazy slow strokes. Suddenly, she stopped and started to cry, it started from a quiet sob then escalated to a loud wail, he had half a mind to go and comfort but what if he was the reason she was crying?

He scoffed at the direction of his thought? Why did he even care? As long as she did nothing that would have negative impact on his baby then he had no business with her. With a final look in her direction, he moved out of the pool and back into the house.

***