"I'm sorry," Annie apologized.
"What is sorry going to do? Tell me Annie? Will sorry mend Pablo's heart you just broke or wipe the embarrassment you put on me? Or wipe the mess you have gotten yourself into?" Isa asked and she faced down ashamed of herself.
She taught when she will start getting cool money from her career things will go smoothly but right now she can smile to the bank but can't smile going back home.
"I know you don't like hearing this but let's stop calling a spade a big spoon and face the reality, this your career is bringing you much pain than happiness. Just stop it for your own good," Isabel said and as much as it was true and she wanted to agree with her, she couldn't see any other thing she could do with her life.
"Melissa, I really want to help her marriage to stand again,"
"You want someone's else marriage to stand and you can't help your own relationship? You and I know it's only Pablo who can understand your drama so if you are pushing him away, what will you do? Are you planning to be single all your life,"
"I really want to be alone to think, I'll be in my room," she got up and walked inside leaving Isa on the couch alone.
Everything was happening so fast confusing Olga, she never wanted to be used as bait in the family neither was her baby.
Ever since the news was announced it the family she wasn't allowed to go back home and hasn't been able to contact her sister or mom yet and she was getting fed up with everything.
She picked her phone and walked to the garden to call her sister but unfortunately she didn't pick, now she had to call her mom, something she didn't want at the moment.
She dialed the number then sat on the bench in the garden waiting for her to pick and after the third ring, the phone was picked.
"Where are you?" Her mom asked immediately she picked and Olga sighed.
"I went to see a friend," she lied.
"Sweetheart, I prepared really amazing food for you and it's healthy for your baby," Emelda said behind her and she felt like disappearing.
Nobody in her family knew she was pregnant and she wanted to be the one breaking the news to them and nobody else but seemed like it wasn't going to happen as her mom just heard it.
"Which baby?" Her mom asked.
"Mom, I will come then we talk," she responded.
"That's your mom?" Emelda asked and she just nodded. Olga was irritated but didn't want to disrespect her.
"Tell her I would like to talk to her? We talk like mothers that we are," Emelda requested and Olga didn't need to say it as her mother had already heard.
"Come back home immediately," her mom instructed.
"Okay mom, I'll come in the evening," she responded and her mom hanged up.
She wanted to talk to her calmly and thought the garden was a good place but she was still followed. She started wondering if she was being monitored or something.
This is not the first time, each time she tries to have some time alone to think, it's either Emelda or one of the maids who shows up and always has something to tell her.
One would think they cared about her but to her it was more than a coincidence and they were monitoring her, maybe they didn't want to leave but once she leaves in the evening, she wasn't going to come back.
"Thank you but I'm not hungry at the moment," she responded turning to face Emelda.
"A glass of freshly blended fruit juice?"
"I'm fine thank you, my mom wants me to go home today in the evening," Olga replied.
"Why?" Emelda asked and she was shocked.
What sort of question is that? Wasn't she supposed to be visit her mother? When she left her house to this place she didn't come for all this. She only came to let Alex know of her condition and to know the way forward before telling her family.
"I meant is there a problem at home?" Emelda asked again, she didn't want to scare her off.
"She wants us to talk. I'll be in the room," she answered and walked away.
Entering the room, she was grateful that Alex was on the bed going through her phone.
"Can we talk," she requested sitting on the bed and he sat up dropping his phone beside him.
"Is there a problem?" Alex asked.
"What's your mission?"
"Mission? I don't flow,"
"What's all this? You and your mom, are you trying to use me?"
"Nobody is using you,"
"I'm tired of being played like a tennis ball. You and your mom wants to use me and my baby for your own benefit? I'm going back home today," she told him.
"Why? We are planning a wedding,"
"Are you listening to yourself, we are planning for a wedding and my family isn't aware? Why does it seem like I'm being monitored in this house?"
"I'm sorry, I'll talk to my mom about everything and am sure we can sort things out,"
"I'm going home. I don't want a Mommy's boy, I want a man who can stand for himself. I'm going home right now," she went to the closet and took out her shoes.
"Your things?"
"I didn't come here with anything, I only came with the clothes I had on me and I'm changing into them,"
She changed and walked out before he stopped her but met Emelda in the living room.
"Are you going out?" She asked stopping her.
"I'm going home," Olga responded.
"Has anybody offended you?"
"I just need to go home,"
"Should I give you a driver to take you home?"
"No I'm fine,"
"Take care,"
She smiled and walked out and after ten minutes Emelda went after her.
Olga stopped a taxi and she rested her head back and closed her eyes. Everything was peaceful until the driver woke her up.
"Ma'am, were you being followed?" He asked and she looked back.
"I don't think so, why?"
"That car has been following us since you got in," he reported and she sighed.
I want you to stop but the car should not know, I want to know who it is.
"What if they are dangerous people?"
"I don't think so, I think I know the car. I want to make sure it is who I think it is then confront the person. I know if the person knows this car is stopping she may change the direction,"
"Ok," the driver responded and took another turn, she kept on looking at the back and the car was still after them.