My Hottest Man's
Chaptre 39. Unintended

Raymundo Alvaro turned to Bellova.

"I'm in love with you, Bellova."

Perhaps this sentence is what Bellova awaited from Raymundo Alvaro. Without further ado, or a long opening intro directly at the core. Just a few pieces of words formed a serious sentence, successfully catapulted the heart of a woman who always felt her love clapping one hand.

The man went back to Madame Gracia Anthony.

"When I report to you that I'm going to the project site, I'm actually watching Bellova! I skipped meetings a few times to be able to monitor Bellova 24 hours."

Waw!

Bellova looked enchanted, turning to Raymundo Alvaro. Enchanted and at a loss for words.

"The best confession of sin from the ice-cold man at the poles," Queena's voice involuntarily beamed.

"So, your relationship with Miss Bellova as Viviane said doesn't really end?"

Gracia Anthony turned to sit on the oversized chair after the shock slowly dissipated. Let Raymundo sit, but the man is only upright like a living statue. Bellova on the side is getting shapeless.

Bellova was pounding with a lot of emotion, alternately playing in the recesses of the heart. Repeatedly turned to the calm, restrained Raymondo Alvaro.

"Yes, like that."

"Raymundo Alvaro, this is very serious" Gracia Anthony said without blinking. Take a deep breath and exhale slowly. "I mean, your marriage to Viviane. I can't tell my older brother that my adopted son can't marry Viviane after a previous agreement and just cancels after a lot of preparation. You always act with logic."

"Mam, Bellova may be pregnant with my baby. I'm considering this."

"What?!" Gracia Anthony is wide. So did Queena and Axel Anthony.

Waw. Raymundo Alvaro managed to make the whole house flabbergasted.

"Bellova may be pregnant at this time" Raymundo repeated again containing a neatly veiled emotion.

Gracia Anthony knitted his forehead, the gaze turning on Bellova. Instead of asking Bellova for confirmation of the truth, Gracia Anthony began to collapse slowly. Or indeed the rate of forced labor ends at an increasingly twilight age.

"Oh my God, I'm helpless in front of the babies."

"I'm sorry!"

"All right! All righty! I'll find a way." Gracia Anthony looked at Bellova again.

"Go get some rest, Bellova. It's already night."

"We're going back to the apartment" Raymundo said.

Or we could go to the studio. Raymundo Alvaro looks at Bellova.

"Your bedroom at the Mansion is so much nicer than your apartment." Gracia Anthony doesn't like to be denied. "Have you eaten, Bellova?" gracia Anthony asked again attentively. Bellova was uncomfortable in the grasp of Raymundo Alvaro or Bellova was simply overstretched.

"It's the Madam."

"If you're not or you're still hungry, join another pregnant woman and eat something. Looks like a family camper a few months ago was a baby-making camper too."

Madame Gracia Anthony turned gentle until Bellova stopped fidgeting.

"I'm full, Madam! Thank you for your attention."

"Bring Bellova break, Queena. Mr. Raymundo, we still need to talk. Axel, send someone to pick up Viviane."

Queena stepped lightly, went to Bellova to give her hand. Nodding at Raymundo seemed to say, "You're amazing, Raymundo Alvaro". Queena hands Bellova.

"Oh, Bellova I really like this. We can breathe the morning air and cook together."

"Stop sauteing Queena onions! The smell is good if it smells twice, not once every 24 hours. My migraines recur and I'm drowning in a pool of oil and onions." Gracia Anthony complained long, while Queena chuckled amusedly.

"I stopped nausea when I inhaled Mom's onion scent. We'll cook something you like as a thank you for your beautiful heart."

Gracia Anthony squinted at Queena.

"Good contest of Pequeena."

"We truly love you, Mrs Gracia Anthony." Queena took Bellova from the other side, waving at Gracia Anthony who only looked at Queena as well as Bellova. Maybe dizzy with Viviane's problem.

"Good sleep, Bellova" Axel Anthony said with a warm smile.

"Thank you, sir."

Raymundo releases Bellova's hand.

"Wait for me in the room" said Raymundo without turning to the one he was talking to, and followed Lady Gracia Anthony into a room.

Bellova then with Queena who did not stop smiling out of the living room through the hallway containing many family frames.

"We can go with the obstetrician. Even though I am a doctor I want to be a pregnant woman in general. I'm so excited."

Bellova could not respond to Queena because she was still confused by the situation that was happening.

Step into a room that is much more private.

"Me and Axel live on the second floor, as well as Axel's younger brother named Hector Anthony."

"Is that so?"

"Em yes, on this ground floor there is only the bedroom of Mother and Raymundo. This is Mom's room." Queena nodded her head to the right side. "And we're going to Raymundo's room."

The reason Raymundo Alvaro might not be able to resist Gracia Anthony. Raymundo Alvaro was even right next to Gracia Anthony inside this spacious mansion. Door opened.

"Come in!"

"Thank you, Queena."

"I'll check on you in the morning, Bellova."

"Queena, I'm not sure I'm pregnant."

"When was h**your last*, Bellova?"

"Around mid-December."

At the moment, early February.

"There's no doubt you're pregnant."

"It's scary."

"Listen Bellova, Raymundo is cold and always flat, but she's so sweet to fall in love with you. Raymundo was just too stiff to talk about his feelings. Oh my God, may all things go well for you both."

"Yes, I'm very surprised at Mr. Alvaro's personality."

"Don't study that guy too hard. He doesn't like to share overly sensitive things with her. Let it be like water flowing in a river."

"Thank you for your support, Queena."

"Well, rest. Good night, Bellova." Queena smiled broadly. The aura of this female angel reached Bellova. No wonder Raymundo Alvaro adores Queena. There is no reason not to like this sincere, gentle and smooth personality of cotton. "See you tomorrow. I'll drop my pajamas on Raymundo. Have a good dream, my dear."

Queena disappeared, leaving Bellova floating in a bedroom six times the bedroom in Belliza's studio. Not much furniture. This room is as serious as Raymundo Alvaro. An unusually large size bed, a nightstand on the side of the bed, modern sleeping lights, two pairs of sofas and a table in the other corner. Some frames are attached to the wall. End.

The door to the bathroom sideways filled with glass reflects the bed perfectly. The front of the bed, a glass door connected to the courtyard. There was a shady tree there and a carved bench.

Raymundo once said that he could buy himself if he wanted to. Bellova believes that now, the man is not making it up.

The door opened a moment later and Raymundo Alvaro entered. Hand hold the bag.

Bellova was dazed at the side of the bed, watching Raymundo as the man approached her. Palpitates. Kids eyes follow Raymundo Alvaro's body. Why is he so attractive when the man only walks on long legs?

Raymundo put the bag on the bed.

"It's Queena's pajamas."

Instead of a conversation, the two looked like strangers. Their eyes met only for a long silence.

"I have to take a shower" Raymundo said a few minutes later, flat and emotionless.

Raymundo Alvaro hurriedly stepped towards the glass, beeping beeps and the mirrors shifted. Bellova can see a spacious dressing room with a classic modern concept dominated by cream.

The collection of shoes and clothes arranged neatly and correctly, very beautiful. White shirts, as well as suits fill their individual parts and black leather jackets are most visible.

Belliza and Bellova have a dressing room in their home in Barrancos, but it belongs to Raymundo Alvaro the best Bellova's eyes have ever seen.

The man in the middle of the dressing room, remove the jacket and leave the trousers. Get out of there, go to the bathroom.

Bellova sat on the lip of the bed, thinking of escaping. Raymundo Alvaro just said, "i'm in love with you, Bellova", but the man seemed unhappy and kept his distance.

Bellova sighed, something very strange bothering her. Is Belliza okay? Bellova's heart continued to beat fast and fast as if it could feel a storm coming near. Or is it because of Raymundo Alvaro?

Bellova then calmed down, spending time looking at the portrait on the wall. The giant pigura is a portrait of Gracia Anthony and possibly Mr. Axel Anthony's father. Circles, photos of Anthony's family are on display. There is a picture of Raymond holding an umbrella protecting Gracia Anthony from the heat at a cemetery because it looks cloudy Gracia Anthony wearing all black clothes. There is a photograph of Raymundo Alvaro with Axel Anthony and Mr Enrique Diomanta on the top of a mountain.

Family photo of Raymundo Alvaro, his mother, Mr. Aldinho and Helena without Raymundo. Then, the man was at every graduation event of Helena Alvaro. Raymundo was always by his sister's side even without a smile to prove that the man loved his sister very much.

Bellova has always wanted to have an older brother. It'll be nice, when your brother's a shield. Awaken when the bathroom door opens. Raymundo Alvaro's phone rang from inside the locker room.

"You haven't changed?" ask Raymundo to dry his head. Raymundo's body was still filled with scratch marks and bites. Bellova's face flushed exactly the fried shrimp. Unintentionally stay away.

"Are you uncomfortable?" ask the man again.

"Em, yeah. I want to go back to the studio."

Face out.

"Aren't you waiting for this moment?"

Eyes meet eyes. Bellova unconsciously grimaced because she was not helped about Raymundo's love.

Bellova did not answer because she did not understand the meaning of Raymundo Alvaro, on the body wrapped in a fog of mystery. At the look of the eyes, the aura and every spoken word that Bellova was unable to digest.

"I don't understand you at all."

"Don't try to run like that, Bellova! Don't think you can act silly with my baby in there."

"Sir, I don't hold you responsible." There is pain too. "Just ignore me! I'll get used to it for a long time without you."

Not replying to Bellova's words, Raymundo went to the dressing room. Get out of there wearing a black t-shirt then go to Bellova and grab Bellova's hand.

The glass door opened automatically, Bellova was led to sit on the door of the room facing the private garden. A confused man.

"Are you okay?"

"No!" sahut Bellova's. After a night of camping, Bellova's life is bad.

"Have your leg been hurt?"

"No, not that! I don't understand you. Don't be held accountable to me by the burden. Oskan and Belliza's marriage was bad because Belliza was pregnant. Oskan did not love Belliza but married her anyway. My brother suffered all season. I don't want to experience what my brother feels."

"I can't let you go. I love you."

"That's not love, sir. You're obsessed, just wanting to torture me!"

"Is that so? If you have trouble closing your eyes at night because the ceiling of your brain is full of a woman's face, is that an obsession?"

Bellova.

"Tell me, Bellova!"

"Don't be with me for baby reasons."

"Bellova, what do you want? If, 'i love you' isn't enough for you, then is there a higher level than that?"

"You look sorry after expressing your feelings to me!" answer Bellova.

Raymundo Alvaro grabbed Bellova's face, looking at Bellova deeply. Their foreheads fused.

"I don't know how to show emotion without looking too much. Just be friendly with my face, Bellova!"

"I'm worried you might rethink what you're feeling."

Ignoring the increasingly intense ringing of the phone, Raymundo Alvaro stroked under Bellova's eyes then touched Bellova's lips and did not wait long to kiss Bellova.

There is excitement and romance, as well as burden. The kiss deepened, long and long. Nobody wants to stop. Raymundo Alvaro hugged Bellova.

"Your phone keeps ringing." Bellova breathing irregularly. Close your eyes when the touch on the lips makes it addictive. Control yourself.

"I'll be gone for a minute." Raymundo talking in Bellova's hair. "Sleep first."

"No, I'll wait for you to come back."

"alright. I'll be right back."

Bellova circled Raymundo's neck strongly. I don't want that guy to leave.

"Is it really important?"

Raymundo carried Bellova to bed. Lay down Bellova, cover Bellova's body.

"Yes. Viviane's drunk and doesn't want to come home unless I pick her up! I left him at the club."

"All right." Bellova wants to ask what about your marriage and Viviane? Too scared to hear the answer.

Raymundo went into the dressing room, put on a jacket and came out shortly afterwards. Still back to the side of the bed, turn on the sleeping lights. Door closed, footsteps away. Changed silence. The cold air ambushed even though he was in a warm blanket. The silence added to the thickness of his heart which was stricken with doubt, doubt and anxiety. Circling around in no direction. Is it gonna be okay?

Bellova's phone rang ten minutes later. New number.

"Love ...."

A voice of fear greeted at the end there. Recognize the voice of her sister, Belliza.

"Sister?!"

Bellova was angry at herself. He should have gone to see Belliza.

"Belgio ...."

"What's going on?!"

Taking a strong breath, he felt tight. Her sister was in a coma for two years, but she hasn't visited since Belliza woke up.

"My legs are paralyzed, Bellova."

Belliza's dotted voice was also very weak.

"Where's Donna?" The heart is racing very fast, squeezed until it hurts. Trying to calm down, Bellova was panicked to realize something bad was happening to her brother.

"I'm not in the hospital."

Bellova jumped down from the bed, grabbed her coat and bag. Wearing shoes. Hurriedly ran out of Raymundo Alvaro's bedroom.

"Where's my brother?"

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