CHAPTER SEVENTEEN REJECTED CHILD

　　DAHILA

　　"That's my daughter. This is what I've been advising you all these while. Hook a rich man and let the other problems take care of itself."

　　Really? Father Really? They're just happy because we're talking about Mrs. Scott otherwise I would've been roasted alive for being pregnant when my life is a mess.

　　You're proud of your daughter because she's pregnant for a wealthy man. Oh jeez! Would I be like that with my child too? Letting her off the hook if she brings a rich man home?

　　Hey babe growing in me, don't you ever test your mother's patience. Mom is not as forgiving as your grandparents.

　　I'm going to be very upset if something like this happens to you...maybe it will be a different case if it's the son of the president who got you pregnant. I rubbed my tummy endlessly.

　　Then we heard a knock at the door, "Sit, don't stress yourself, child," my mom said winking as she stood up to go get the door.