Amelie
Colin dropped me a few meters away from the house, and I had to walk the rest of the distance. It was probably best to keep him as far away as possible from Liam. My ex husband was a very jealous man, and from the drama he cooked up the last time another man was here, I knew better than to bring anymore into the house, whether friend or foe.
The door was open much to my surprise, Liam had said something about adding extra security around the house, but I didn't imagine he would have people guarding inside the house even when we were away.It wasn't even noon yet, so there was no way Liam was home.
That was what I thought, until I walked in and met him seated at the sofa, his eyes dark with rage and resentment. Something or somebody had definitely gotten on his nerves. It couldn't get past Casmir, if anyone could get Liam this enraged it was definitely his younger brother.
I wanted to inquire if everything was okay at first, but on second thought decided otherwise. It was unwise to speak to him while he was in this state, when all was cool and calm I'll ask him what the matter was.
"Don't you have something to say to me?"
I felt weak and took a step backwards as I heard the bitterness in his voice. Was there something I had done wrong that could possibly get him this mad, I couldn't think of anything.
"Is something the matter?" I asked in a lower tone.
"You went to the hospital didn't you? When were you planning on telling me that you're pregnant?" He asked, his fists clenched and visibly shaking in rage.
Dr Warren must have called and informed Liam about everything, which meant that he knew about the abor—
"I just got back, can't you at least give me a minute or two of rest?" I questioned while feigning ignorance to the matter at hand. At all costs I must act like I knew nothing was up even though I knew exactly why he was shaking in anger. Honestly I didn't want to say anything that might worsen the case or cause Liam to lose himself anymore than he already did.
'That snitch!' I cursed at Dr Warren inwardly. I should have known Liam had ulterior motives for recommending his own personal doctor. He probably suspected that I was pregnant, and he knew that I wouldn't say a word about it even if I found out about the pregnancy.
With Dr Warren, getting information about my reports wouldn't have to be a problem. Even if I had decided to keep the pregnancy a secret, Dr Warren would have spilled everything to Liam. If I had thought about everything earlier, I probably would've kept my mouth shut about the abortion, or better still go to a completely different hospital.
"And? Were you also going to tell me that you wanted to kill our baby without even letting me know of its existence?"
I froze at those words, and only now did I realize just how cruel my intentions were. There was nothing I could say or do at this moment. I had been caught red handed, and trying to lie or put up an excuse will probably make things even worse than they were.
"Answer me Amelie!" He yelled out like a deranged maniac. This was the worst I've ever seen Liam, even in our past marriage, he never got this angry.
"What do you want me to say?" I flared up. "And don't you have some explanations to give me?! You had a doctor spy on me!"
His eyes widened further in rage, my audacity to even speak back at him must have taken him by surprise. Sure I was wrong, but so was he. Although the gravity of our offenses were worlds apart, I still had the right to point out his wrong.
"Don't you dare try to play the victim here Amelie, I swea—" He paused, took a deep breath and tried calming himself but failed. "Don't push me, Amelie. " He warned. "Don't you dare push me!"
"I've always been the victim...." I responded in a contrite tone, one that Liam paid no attention to.
"You're going to keep that baby, and you're going to raise and love it like any mother would." He ordered.
"That's not your decision to make Liam, it's my body and I get to decide what I want to do with it." I objected. He shot up from the sofa as though he'd been struck by a viper, and in the next second reached for me, but I was quick to escape his grip. "You're not going to lay your hands on me ever again!" I screamed out. For a moment he regretted his actions, but in the next second he was glaring at me with killing intent.
"You keep forgetting that I have your life in my palms Amelie, if you even think of harming that child, I'm going to make sure I ruin your life completely." He threatened. Although I knew Liam had the power to make my life a living hell, I was definitely not backing away from this argument, not while I still had a lot of things to say to him.
"You're no good Liam Hardwood." I cursed. "You're a monster! You expect me to bring a child into this world so they can become an object for you to use in your stupid family problems?! If you for once ever think that I'm going to obey your every command then you're heavily mistaken."
"Amelie!"
"That's enough from you Liam, I've had enough of your madness!" I raced towards the steps after I had managed to shut him up, while praying in my mind that he wasn't coming after me.
"You're going to keep that baby!" He screamed after me, but I didn't dare stop moving. Once I got to my room I locked the door and immediately fell on the bed. Although I was scared to my bones during that confrontation, I couldn't deny the satisfaction that came with finally being able to shut Liam up in an argument. It felt good standing up for myself, I had no idea why I didn't do this more often.
Although I was satisfied with myself, I felt bad for trying to make such a decision without seeking his opinion first. Even if it was my body, this child was still Liam's child, and he had the right to share his opinion on whether or not I should get an abortion.
Thinking back now, I felt really dumb for making that decision. It wasn't like I didn't want a baby of my own, I just didn't feel confident enough that I was going to be a good mother. But this little moment I had with Liam seemed to have changed something in me. What I lacked was confidence and the willpower required to raise a child, but slowly I was beginning to find those two things.
Maybe I was too high on one victory against my ex husband, or maybe it was me just being utterly stupid, I couldn't tell, and honestly I didn't even care. One thing I cared about right now was keeping this child, and how to be the perfect mother.