The Married Billionaire

Chapter 1: Coming Home

Time and silence was suspended in the air as I wait for his response.

"I told you, there's no rush in this. We'll let it-"

"I know, but I would feel better if we would know why and how can we, er, conceive naturally. I know that there are alternatives but as much as possible I want it to be natural."

"I understand. Okay, when is this?"

                              "Mrs. Bravucci?" The nurse in white with blue scrubs called my name and I walked towards Dr. Bellevue's clinic hand-in-hand with Max.

"I still have no idea what's going to happen and I'm a nervous wreck here." Max whispered and I just tightened my hand around his to reassure him of the things we're going to conquer even if I wasn't so sure myself how high the mountain we have to climb.

As soon as we settled down in Dr. Bellevue's office, the white walls encasing different issues after issues of other patients was suddenly suffocating. Was it me offending God that I wanted to fast forward what I wanted instead of Him doing His plans for me and Max in our marriage? I was shaking like a leaf and tried to calm myself down and Dr. Bellevue smiled at me comfortingly.

"Good afternoon, how may I help the lovely young couple in front of me?" She starts and I gulped, knowing that I had to answer since Max doesn't even know a sliver of a thing.

"We would like to consult about our chances of conceiving a baby." I stammered and I can feel Max tense up beside me. I know that we both wanted this but maybe he didn't think that I would want this sooner. The younger I am, the closer my bond would be with our child.

With our baby.

"I see. Are you trying?" Dr. Bellevue asked sweetly and had a grandmother appeal to her voice.

To be honest, it feels all too surreal so me being emotional and something seems to be clogged up my throat, I simply nodded.

"Okay, I would explain the procedure. First, I would get blood samples from the both of you and you can go back here tomorrow for the results and I'll discuss everything that would follow after, yeah?"

Max visibly relaxes and I do the same.

The small pinch of the syringe pressing through my skin wasn't even enough to wake me up from the small manic episodes I've been having internally lately.

What if I'm the one who's infertile? What if I can't give Max a baby? What if I can't establish my own family?

What if I'm not enough?

The syringe withdraws.

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(Max's POV)

I've been worried about Andrea lately. She seems so out of sorts and always staring into thin air.

I never wanted to put pressure on her when I told her my untold past with Cass by telling her that I was fertile and well, that's about it. I've always wanted to build my own family but if she can't, I have no problems about it. There are alternatives but I don't think if I bring this topic up, Andrea is not in the right mind to think about it.

"Andrea? Baby, we have to go to Dr. Bellevue. Wake up or we'll be late and we'll have to reschedule." I wake her up soothingly, trying not to startle her and she smiles.

My ray of sunshine who slightly turned dull because of me.

I will make things right again.

"I'm so sorry for everything." I remorsefully say and she gives me a look that meant she didn't understand what I just said.