Chapter 79 - I will never get married again
Della couldn't stop laughing at the story that Mila had just told her over the phone. She found it hilarious.
"He even wanted us to go to the doctor to check if everything was okay.."
Della continued to laugh. She got looks from Andre who was putting on his tie on the other side of the room. Della was still in bed fatigued from practically doing nothing. She felt lazy and at least as of now she could blame it on the baby.
"Hold on.." Della said trying to catch her breath from laughing. "I have another call coming in.."
"Okay!" Mila replied.
Della then out Mila on hold then answered Amber's call.
"Hi, Della!" Amber said in a highly enthusiastic voice.
"Hey, Avrah's mom, happy Mother's Day!" Della said in a quirky voice. Andre shock his head giving Della a sublime smile. Della just rolled her eyes at his attempt to make fun of her.
"Avrah's mom has a nice ring to it huh?" Amber replied. "Happy Mother's Day to you too Leo's mom."
"Thank you!"
"Any plans for the day?" Amber questioned.
"Uhm nothing, I was just planning to visit Marcela in hospital then come back home and sleep because I'm so tired and I don't know why.." Della sighed, Andre was attentively listening to the call.
"You're pregnant silly, you obviously know why!" Amber joked. Della felt good, she was happy she had gotten to share her news with Amber a while back. Keeping her pregnancy to herself felt like being excited to share something but you couldn't because you would risk hurting someone's feelings. She just didn't want that but Amber was really nice and supportive. Della felt happy that she at least had someone to rant to when her mood swings were all over the place or if she had problems with her feelings and just basically needed a friend.
"Right.." Della said softly.
"Anyways how about you visit Marcela, greet her for me. Then after dropping Lyle and Leo home, you can come over. Danny booked me a spa day and I get to bring a plus one."
"Aw Amber, you're really sweet. Are you sure you?" Della questioned, she didn't want to just be a buzzkill on Amber's gift from her husband. Ever since Mila's outburst, she had suddenly learnt to be considerate. She thought she always was but Mila interpreted it differently.
"Ofcourse, going to the spa alone would be boring besides I want us to be as close as we use to be."
"That sounds awesome, how's Avrah?"
"THAT GIRL CAN SCREAM!!" Amber said in an exaggerated tone. "I was going to go crazy if Daniel didn't think of giving me a spa day as a Mother's Day gift. I could really use a break. I love love my baby to bits but she can cry her lungs out like a siren. I haven't heard a good nights sleep in so long.."
"You will get used to it, plus it gets better.."
"Get used to it? I couldn't wait to get away from her this morning when her Gladys came to babysit but now I miss her so much.."
"That's being a mother.." Della laughed.
"Let me know when you leave the hospital then our mothers spa day can begin." Amber practically sang.
"Great, I'm excited."
"Alright, stay safe on the road soon to be mom."
Della only rolled her eyes with amusement as the call ended.
"Mila?" She called.
"Hey, I'm still here just watching child birth deliveries.. looks awful." She replied.
"Don't worry, Alfredo will be there and I will too if you want me there."
"Ofcourse I want you to be there. I'm terrified."
"Don't worry.." Della assured her.
"Hey, we should hang out today?"
"I would love to but I already made plans, how about another time.."
"Oh.." Mila said sadly. "I feel like I don't know much about what's been happening in your life?"
"There isn't really much.."
"Come on, I know that can't be true!"
"Marcela is awake and I'm going to see her today.."
"Oh I thought she was awake already because when other day you said she was getting better.."
"Yeah I did, I just didn't want to worry you but now she is better.."
"Della but you practically tell me everything, why didn't you tell me that she was still in ICU?"
"It doesn't really matter.." Della responded. "I didn't want to think about her.."
"Oh.." Mila held back. "How's Andre?"
"He is fine.." Della said nervously. "My life has been boring as of late.."
"Am I missing something?" Mila questioned.
"No not at all. I would just rather be a better friend who listens rather than makes everything about them."
"But I want to hear about your life too Della?"
"Leo misses you."
"Don't change the subject!"
"I'm not.." Della defended.
"Don't think I didn't hear the rumors from Ritz Carlton hotel.."
"What?" Della was really surprised.
"They said Garreth announced that he was very happy because he was going to be a grandfather again.. also that you had taken a maternity leave but you would be back as the manager."
Della was quiet.
Contemplating whether she should be happy that she was being promoted or sad that Mila found out or she only got promoted because her father has more shares in that hotel??? Andre had left the room, she hadn't noticed.
"How far long are you?" Mila asked.
"Not very long.." She replied.
"Della, I thought I was your bestfriend and right now you won't even tell me how many weeks or months you're into the pregnancy?" Mila added. "You said your mother was now fine and now you're only telling me that she only got out of ICU recently? I call you everyday and we talk but you never say a word."
"I'm sorry.." Della apologized. She felt really bad, the way Mila had put the whole situation made her feel worse.
"I'm just pregnant.. and Marcela is now doing better. There's nothing interesting about that.."
Mila chuckled. "You're just pregnant? Are you serious right now? I see what you're trying to do.."
"I'm not trying to do any—" she was immediately interrupted.
"You're trying to belittle everything happening in your life just so you can make me feel peculiar about what's happening in mine."
There was silence.
"You haven't told me anything at all, not even what you ate for breakfast. We used to be so close and we used to share everything. Things didn't have to change.."
"You're honestly making this much bigger than it honestly is.." Della replied.
"You're probably getting married and you won't tell me then I will probably have to hear it from our co-workers who got an invitation!" Mila was now fuming.
"You know that will never happen!" Della said cynically rolling her eyes.
"It probably will.."
"No it won't, I told you time and again that I will never get married again. That was one of the biggest mistakes, I had ever made but I'm glad I get to learn from it now.."
"I know.." Mila sighed. "I don't want to get married either but Alfredo thinks that is the only way he can prove to me that he loves me and also making sure that... I won't just be called a baby mama."
"I don't mind being called a baby mama, better than being called a wife.." Della expressed. "I just don't want to be tied down.. you know.."
"Yeah, I understand you have told me this for the past five years. Your views actually rubbed on me.."
"Is that a good thing?"
"It is!" Mila smiled. "You're very wise and the book you suggested to me, I still read it even now. It's so eyeopening.. I get so surprised every time."
"I'm glad you understand.. I just have to say if you're unhappy don't hesitate leaving, don't stick around for the sake of love. Sometimes you're better off by yourself!"
"I won't, that's one thing you have always told me. I have to go now please Della, don't hold back from telling me things. I want this friendship to be mutual. I also want to be there for you. I pray Andre doesn't hurt you because I have seen you broken and I don't ever want to see in a such a state again.."
"I know but trust me he won't. Just because I'm having a child with him doesn't mean, I will never leave if it goes South. I'm much stronger now emotionally than I was then. I'm not dependent on him, I wanted this child that's why I'm having the child." Della said thoughtfully. "It wasn't a mistake or a way of keeping him with me or making him marry me or anything like that. He will always be free to leave if he wants to."
"I'm glad because I will slaughter him."
Della and Mila shared a laugh before hanging up. Della got ready to see Marcela. Andre said he had some things to take care of at the office.
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Marcela was so happy to see her son, she hugged him tightly before letting him go as he sat beside her. Della stood next to him. "We know how much you adore Belgian chocolate.."
Marcela smiled widely.. it was her absolute favorite, quality at its best. She almost spoke but remembered that she had to put this Facade on. Della decided to leave Lyle with his mother for a while.
Lyle felt uncomfortable.
Marcela quickly wrote down something for her son to read. It seemed he wasn't keen on speaking to her so she made the first move.
'How is school?' Marcela wrote down and handed the notepad to Lyle who immediately rolled his eyes.
"Really mom? That's the first thing you have to say to me after you almost died?"
Marcela frowned, guilt seeping in. She noticed that his hair was different, he must have gotten a different hair cut, he looked clean and well fed. He must have also grown four inches taller from the last time she saw him.
"I have been staying with Della and Andre.. I didn't want to go with dad because you know how he can be. He called me to tell me that you're awake.. he also said that you were getting divorced.." Lyle said softly. His mom felt horrible.
"I know you can't take care of me.. you don't even have a job." Lyle sighed. "Please mom, I'm begging you please sign my custody to Andre and Della. They make me so happy, I love playing with Leo and guess what? Andre made me a room at his house. We painted it together with Leo. My room is right next to Leo's room." Lyle said in an excited tone. "We have a movie room and a game room in the basement. Andre really cool. Remember how I told you that I hated being skinny and lanky?"
"Andre said he used to feel the same way as a kid until he starting working out and all that. We have been doing morning runs together and I eat a lot.." he laughed. "Whenever Della cooks. I'm trying to put on a bit of weight. I want to be like Andre when I grow up. My clothes didn't fit anymore since dad is always busy and you too. Andre and Della bought me new clothes and shoes. All my friends were impressed because they use to tease me saying I wear things that don't fit me."
"Also I think the guest room next to mine, we will make it for the baby. I hope it's a girl.."
Marcela's eyes immediately bulged out. She grabbed her notepad and wrote:
Della is pregnant?
Lyle replied "Yes, she is really excited, I am too. Can you believe Leo thought you were his Della's friend.. when I told him about you being his granny—"
Marcela felt out of control. She thought Gerald would atleast come to see her but he didn't. He only sent his lawyer to force her to sign the divorce papers at which she faked a panic attack. Now her son was telling her that he didn't miss her at all. Above all Della was really pregnant so it wasn't a dream. Everything that she remembered was all true—
Della really wished her dead.