The Uterus for My Husband's Best Friend
DEAN'S PROMISE

"Dean," Melanie says softly to Dean, who is asleep on the side of the treatment bed.

"Dean" Melanie shook her husband's body.

"Hmmm!" Dean squirmed and immediately raised his head. The man's eyes were still red, probably from drowsiness.

"You're awake, honey!" Dean asked who checked on Melanie.

"Dean, where's Felichia?" Melanie asked who immediately remembered Felichia.

Dean did not answer and remained silent for a moment.

"Felichia where, Dean?" Ask Melanie again.

"He's meeting his brother." Dean lied again.

"Don't lie, Dean!" Grunter Melanie.

"Did Felichia run away with our son?" Melanie asked which immediately made Dean mute.

"Right, Felichia ran away?" Ask Melanie again.

"I'm sorry" said Dean, throwing a guilty look at Melanie.

"But I'm gonna find her and bring our baby home, Mel!"

"I promise!" Dean promised in earnest.

Melanie nodded.

"Take Felichia well and don't be rude if you find her, Dean!" Melanie's message was only confirmed by Dean.

"But you also have to follow your treatment properly, Mel!" Replace Dean who applied for conditions.

"I want us to raise our baby together later," Dean grabbed Melanie's hand and kissed her long enough. Melanie is only able to smile wryly.

"Yes!" Pinta Dean once again stared pleading with Melanie.

Melanie finally nodded and rubbed Dean's face.

****

"Have anyone just come here?" Erlan asked Felichia.

Felichia's husband had just returned from the office and the day had gone by.

"Yes, Navya was here all afternoon. And he also accompanied me to lunch," Felichia replied a little.

"Oh, huh?"

"Had to say he didn't go to the office and I had to replace him at all the important meetings" murmured Erlan who still didn't understand why Navya was in a relationship with Felichia.

Shouldn't she have stayed away from Felichia, if she was willing to separate from Erlan?

"Wait on! You and Navya work in the same office?" Felichia asked who seemed surprised.

"I.Yes!" Erlan scratched her unscratchy head.

"Have I ever told you?" Erlan asked pretending to forget.

Felichia.

"I've been working at the Orlando company since Papa's company went bankrupt" Erlan explained, eventually confessing to Felichia.

"Navya asked me to be her right hand. She's a miss director" continued Erlan again who only made Felichia nod and comment on a thin smile.

"That means you're close and familiar, huh?" Guess Felichia while chuckling.

"Only in terms of work."

"Navya and Brother Matthew are good people" Erlan said praising Navya and her brother-in-law.

"By the way, he's active today?" Erlan had already rubbed Felichia's stomach and kissed her repeatedly.

"Very active as always." Felichia replied with a small laugh.

"Good! Let's just check it out now" Erlan said excitedly.

"I can't wait to see our little whiz's face. What looks like me or looks like you" said Erlan again who is still excited and so enthusiastic.

In contrast to Felichia who instantly faded the smile on her lips.

Erlan-like?

How could this kid look like Erlan if the one who planted the seeds was that damn Dean Alexander.

"Mmmm, I think next week we'll check on him, Erlan! I just met the obstetrician a week ago," Felichia was looking for an excuse.

But Erlan shook her head stubbornly.

"I want it tonight, period" said Erlan, not to be denied.

"I'll take a shower for a while, then we go to the clinic" said Erlan, who had moved from her seat.

Erlan kissed Felichia's forehead which could no longer resist Erlan's desire to see the baby Felichia.

"You haven't eaten, Erlan!" Felichia reminded Erlan.

"Later after check!" Erlan replied, shouting.

****

Erlan stared enthusiastically at the monitor screen which displayed a tiny creature that was now wriggling in the warm womb of Felichia.

"The nose looks just like you, baby!" Erlan said with a smile.

The man noticed another part of the baby as if he was looking for something similar to Erlan.

Unfortunately there is no.

"Hmmm, what do I look like, anyway?" Asked Erlan who was still searching.

"His lips" Felichia chirped to try to convince Erlan.

"Such as it is," Erlan refuted as she rubbed her own lips.

"Nobody looks like me" Erlan's face was slightly disappointed.

"Maybe later when he's born it'll be similar to you, Erlan! Don't be so sad!" Entertain Felichia while wiping Erlan's arm that had not moved from his side.

Felichia glanced at the monitor screen, and at the face of the baby-to-be. The face of Dean's jerk was immediately reflected in Felichia's mind as she looked at the face of her future baby.

Damnit damnit!

Why look like Dean?

Ah, but it was Dean's son.

Of course he looks like Dean.

"You're right. Maybe later when he was born, his face would be as handsome as his Dad, "Erlan patted his own chest and Felichia was only able to smile and pretend to be happy.

Of course Felichia's baby-to-be looks like her Dad.

Her dad was a jerk, a bitch, and made Felichia want to strangle him.

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Pretending to be happy is easy.

Pretending to be tough.

Thank you for stopping by.

Don't forget to let the author be happy.