My Fierce Sugar Baby's
Chapter 31 - End and Beginning

CHAPTER 31

Stephanie did not answer Dylan's question. Choose indifferently, it is better not to care. After all, didn't you know why Dylan was by his side now? Because of the bodyguard report, right?

“Why are you quiet, Baby?” dylan whispered right in Stephanie's ear which made her instantly bristle.

“Ck, not important. I saw you guys go together, where's Chloe?” stephanie asked, her head twisting in search of Chloe. Don't let his head get dizzy again, hearing the woman continue to say that she is pregnant and wants Dylan to stay next to her.

As Dylan walked away from the gurney, Stephanie thought the man was leaving, but Dylan took something from the bodyguard's hand. White envelopes, bearing the name of the hospital and the logo, as soon as the girl's heart beat fast, she was afraid it was the result of her examination. Stephanie is not ready to accept the fact that she has an illness.

Stephanie was worried and worried in the chest. Holding the blanket and squeezing it, swallowing the saliva that was so flattened.

“What is a lab test result?” stephanie Lirih.

“Yes. And USG.” Dylan nodded confirming his heart-wrenching question.

This man smiled ignorantly at the change in the ripples of his girl's face, Stephanie suddenly scared and shuffled on the bed. Hopefully not as I thought.

“Quickly say, don't be long.” This blue-faced girl.

Instead of answering, Dylan handed the envelope to his girl, ordering Stephanie to open it herself.

Slowly but surely, the paper and the USG results from inside the envelope began to look at the top, Stephanie closed both eyes, while one hand still pulled the results of the examination in the envelope.

NADA

“Aw, pain. What are you doing?” because Dylan flicked Stephanie's forehead hard enough, until the heat of the finger still remained.

“Open your eyes, see clearly. Don't be surprised, baby.” Dylan kissed the girl's cheek, again sitting leaning back on the small chair.

Stephanie widened both eyes, apparently not the results of tests about her but Chloe. The woman was declared not pregnant, and this ultrasound was very different from the one she had seen before. Could it be that Dylan lied or that Chloe engineered the results?

“This? Chloe's? There should be a picture of your baby here but why is it empty?”

“Because she's not pregnant. She lies. Just want to make you go far, even if pregnant I'm sure that the father of the baby is in the womb of another man. You believe it, right?” Dylan smiled waiting for his sugar baby response. Ah not but her lover, from today she will make sure if Stephanie is a future wife.

Dylan and Chloe's relationship had ended thirty minutes ago, Great Lord Manassero himself canceled their marriage. The old man felt cheated and lied to by Chloe, not expecting to dare to lie, declaring himself pregnant.

The man was happy not to play, even told Mr. Martinez to accelerate his second marriage. But after the results came out, how disappointed he was that he could no longer cover up Chloe's mistakes. If you want to get Dylan, you don't have to lie.

In that instant Mr. Manassero immediately broke off the engagement and canceled the wedding, even though some preparations had been made. He cannot accept any lies.

“So you guys broke up?” stephanie asked not to believe it. Just a few hours ago he saw Dylan and Chloe's affection in a taxi, now hearing that his sugar daddy was no longer engaged to Chloe.

“Yes, because it was her own thing. He can no longer separate us Baby. What about our relationship?” Dylan blinked one eye teasing his girl. This guy can't wait to spend time with his new girlfriend.

“Kita? I'm no longer your sugar baby. Our relationship ends, I will keep the promise to pay the money you gave, but after my financial access back.” Stephanie obviously didn't understand Dylan. He didn't even intend to take the chance by changing Chloe's position. Stephanie was very close to Dylan.

“I won't charge anything, it belongs to my lover. Go back to the penthouse, don't go anywhere Stephanie.” Dylan's face approached, both hands summarizing the cheeks of the lover he had long awaited. Dylan took a sip of her girl's sweet pink lips. Full of passion, channeling affection, this man just wants to express feelings.

Stephanie, silent, accepts the movement of her lips and the gel rubs against the beard of the man who claims to be her lover. He himself was confused, his brain was eager to go away but the bottom of his heart depended heavily on Dylan. What does Stephanie feel? He doesn't know either.

Long enough Dylan enjoyed the sweet and teasing lips, until the doctor came to tell him that Stephanie could go home.

The nurse helps release the drained infusion, bringing a wheelchair for Stephanie. But Dylan refused, did not need the thing, and without cue carried his girl out of the IGD.

“I have legs that can walk, why should I be carried? Everyone is watching us, you know?” stephanie's growled at the envious look of some people. Embarrassed at last dipped his head into Dylan's shoulder, clinging tightly over his face.

Of course Dylan was happy, this girl officially belonged to him. Maybe in the near future Dylan will visit Stephanie's family. Applying formally to his future wife, he did not want to delay the marriage, because the age was increasing.

Arriving at the parking area, Dylan sat his lover down slowly, helping to put on his seatbelt. Actually take the opportunity, happy to tease and disturb the girl.

“Hey, I can wear a penny...” not finished Stephanie talk, Dylan's lips again kiss friendly even a little wild to give a small bite.

Stephanie glared, pushing Dylan's body, but no movement at all. The man held his nape and further deepened their activities.

Dylan took off and removed the wet trail on Stephanie's easy red lips.

“Do not argue dear, let's go home.” Dylan smiled, scrambling Stephanie's dark brown hair. Then a little run around the car, sitting right next to her lover.

“I want to go home to my apartment. Can you get there?” he said without looking at it one bit. Not without cause, but the pounding in the chest increasingly erratic, Dylan's attitude is very sweet and intoxicating. But he did not want to depend entirely on this adult man.

“I said what? Don't argue. The penthouse is yours, stay there well.” Said Dylan, one hand focused on holding the steering wheel of the car, while the other tightly grasped Stephanie's fingers.

“I haven't paid it yet, so it's still yours. I don't want to owe anything, enough money.” Reject Stephanie raw, for him no problem, within five months this stay in a narrow and noisy place as long as it can be independent and not confined, in the many binding rules.

“That's all gifts for my future wife.” Dylan smiled sweetly.

“Wife? I don't want to marry you.” Sahut the young girl at Dylan's side, heartlessly rejecting her lover's wishes.

TB