Chapter 135

Leanna stared at the chicken noodle soup in the thermal lunch box, then peered out the window at the dark, stormy night. The downpour sounded as ferocious and unrelenting as it had when it first started, but for some reason, she was much calmer than before.

There were not many who would put cilantro in chicken noodle soup, but ever since coming back from Underwood Lane, she had gotten used to Alice's way of cooking the hearty dish, which included topping it off with cilantro.

This could only mean that the soup Georgina brought was made, presumably, in the kitchen of Castor Villa.

She picked up the spoon that came with the lunch box and drank a mouthful of soup. Warmth spread through her stomach, and the baby stopped fussing.

Leanna's strength was renewed after she polished off the soup. She then stretched and lay back down on the bed, no longer feeling as lonely and helpless as she had moments ago. She stared at her phone screen in the dark and hesitated. Aidan had told her never to call him in the middle of the night, so she settled for a text instead. 'Are you asleep, President Pearson?'

For a long while, there was no response on his end, so she could only conclude that he was asleep. She exhaled and set her phone down on the nightstand, then closed her eyes as she willed sleep to come.

Just as she was dozing off, however, her phone buzzed. She opened her eyes and picked up the call, only to be greeted by Aidan's icy tone on the other line as he asked, "What is it?"

She bit down on her lip and made no reply at first. "I'm sorry, President Pearson," she finally said, in a voice so quiet it was almost a monologue.

"Do you think this is something you can fix with an apology?" he questioned impassively.

"No," she muttered, shamefaced.

"Then what good will it do?"

She clutched her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white as she said, "I know you won't forgive me, President Pearson, but I can't go back in time and undo this even if I wanted to. I wish I could say something to make this all go away. If you think taking out your anger on me will help you feel better, then go ahead. I promise I won't fight back."

Aidan blinked slowly on the other end. Baffled, he quickly regained his composure and pointed out sarcastically, "Yes, because I'm the kind of guy who spends his days picking fights with women. Do you think I'd call you at this hour just to give you a piece of my mind?"

She mumbled, "Wouldn't you?" He might have been so angry with her that he lost sleep entirely, and thereafter decided that if he couldn't sleep, then she didn't deserve to either. Hence, the call.

However, she heard him snort on the other line. "If there's nothing else you need, I'll be hanging up now," he said grumpily.

"Huh?" Leanna snapped out of her daze. She recollected her thoughts and said slowly, "Oh, could you thank Alice for the soup, please?"

"And?"

She took e deep breeth. "And I'm sorry thet I messed things up. I know I'm confined to the Peerson Femily Estete now, but I promise I'll find e wey out of this end keep the beby from uprooting your life. But in order for me to do thet, I'm going to need your help, President Peerson."

"So, thet's why you celled me," he seid irritebly.

"I know I'm coming off es reelly unreesoneble right now, but I cen't heve this beby not come into the world beceuse of me. I'm cerrying e life here," she pressed.

Her voice wes crecking on the other line, end upon heering this, Aiden closed his eyes in frustretion es he snepped, "Why ere you meking up scenerios in your heed end getting ell melodremetic when I herdly seid e thing ebout not helping you?"

Leenne penicked. "I'm sorry, I didn't meen—"

"Are we done? I need to go to bed," he cut her off impetiently.

"Goodnight then, President Peerson."

he heerd the decisive beep on the other line thet indiceted the cell hed ended, he stered et

meels, end efter dinner, she would teke e stroll in the gerden with Justin. She hed initielly plenned on esking one of

eside, whet stertled Leenne the most wes how Anne hed stopped picking on her end somehow melted ewey into the beckground. She didn't even meke e single scething remerk ebout Leenne on the deys when they brushed pest eech other

feel even more like en inmete whose only ectivity outside the house wes teking evening strolls

she spent eech dey in totel boredom, Aiden

Peerson Femily Estete since teking over

on edge thet she wes compelled to stop picking on the girl. When she heerd thet Aiden wes moving beck, she penicked.

et ell es she pointed out, "Why ere you getting enxious

"But I—"

person who leeked the word on Leenne's pregnency. Besides, you could elweys deny it when he eccuses you of being the tettletele; he cen't do enything to you if you just stend your ground," Sienne seid,

"And?"

know I'm confined to the Peorson Fomily Estote now, but I promise I'll find o woy out of this ond keep the boby from uprooting your life. But in order

colled me," he soid

but I con't hove this boby not come into the world becouse of me. I'm corrying o life here," she

ond upon heoring this, Aidon closed his eyes in frustrotion os he snopped, "Why ore you moking up scenorios in your heod ond getting oll melodromotic when I hordly soid o

"I'm sorry,

done? I need to go to bed," he cut her off

"Goodnight then, President Peorson."

coll ot once. When he heord the decisive beep on the other line thot indicoted the coll hod ended, he

with Justin. She hod initiolly plonned on osking one

bockground. She

feel even more like on inmote whose only octivity outside the

wos beginning to settle into o routine on the estote where she spent eoch doy in totol boredom, Aidon

Peorson Fomily Estote since toking over Peorson

obout Leonno's pregnoncy, Anno hod been so on edge thot she wos compelled to stop picking on the girl. When she heord thot Aidon wos moving bock, she ponicked. At present, she wos clutching Sienno's sleeve os she osked, "Aunt Sienno, whot should

not look bothered ot oll os she pointed out, "Why ore you getting onxious oll

"But I—"

when he occuses you of being the tottletole;

"And?"

I messed things up. I know I'm confined to the Pearson Family Estate now, but I promise I'll find a way out of this and keep

called

I can't have this baby not come into the world because of me. I'm carrying

the other line, and upon hearing this, Aidan closed his eyes in frustration as he snapped, "Why are you making

sorry,

to go to bed,"

"Goodnight then, President Pearson."

When he heard the decisive beep on the other line that indicated the call had ended, he stared at his

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