her about what happened in Chicago – how
she’d found her passed out on the bed and Dilvan sneaking out of
their hotel room. She couldn’t get the words to leave her mouth.
Instead, she said, “I gotta go. Tell Prasad I had to run.” She
walked away, upset and torn, having to carry the burden of this
secret. She couldn’t even tell her husband.
As she walked to the car,
all kind of thoughts were swirling around in her head. If Dilvan
had drugged Gabrielle and took advantage of her, what if that was
his baby she was carrying instead of Tyson’s? Just the thought of
it made tears fall from her eyes. The frustration of it all was too
much, because she couldn’t prove that Dilvan had done anything to
Gabrielle, and maybe he hadn’t. After all, when she stepped in the
room, Gabrielle had been fully clothed.
Gabrielle returned to the
celebration out on the deck. Beatrice had embraced her warmly and
congratulated her. So did Padma and Colin.
Dilvan drew in a deep
breath and, while Tyson was busy talking to Heshan, he made his way
over to Gabrielle.
“Congratulations,” Dilvan
told her, watching her hair sway in the breeze. “I know you’re
excited.”
“Yes. Tyson and I are
equally excited.”
“So you’re three months,
huh?”
“Yeah.”
Dilvan looked at her
stomach. “Your stomach is so flat. It doesn’t look like there’s a
baby in there.”
“I know, but there
is.”
Tyson glanced over at
Dilvan talking to his wife and instantly felt a jealous streak hit
him. He had accepted Dilvan’s steps toward change but even still,
he didn’t trust him and he never would.
“Excuse me, Heshan,” Tyson
said, and made a beeline to where Gabrielle and Dilvan were
standing. He threw an arm around Gabrielle and said, “Is everything
all right, sweetie?”
“Yes. Everything’s
fine.”
“I was just congratulating
you guys,” Dilvan said.
“Thanks,” Tyson replied
but he was no fool. There was something there, something in the
depths of Dilvan’s eyes that angered him – something that made it
clear as day that Dilvan Alexander was still obsessed with his
wife. “Are you ready to go, sweetheart?”
“Yes. I’m
ready.”
Tyson took Gabrielle’s
hand into his and walked away from Dilvan.
Dilvan watched them as
they headed for the door. A smile came to his lips as he thought
about how it would feel to someday be a father, imagining that the
baby Gabrielle was carrying was his instead of Tyson’s.
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she’d found her passed out on the bed and Dilvan sneaking out of
their hotel room. She couldn’t get the words to leave her mouth.
Instead, she said, “I gotta go. Tell Prasad I had to run.” She
walked away, upset and torn, having to carry the burden of this
secret. She couldn’t even tell her husband.
As she walked to the car,
all kind of thoughts were swirling around in her head. If Dilvan
had drugged Gabrielle and took advantage of her, what if that was
his baby she was carrying instead of Tyson’s? Just the thought of
it made tears fall from her eyes. The frustration of it all was too
much, because she couldn’t prove that Dilvan had done anything to
Gabrielle, and maybe he hadn’t. After all, when she stepped in the
room, Gabrielle had been fully clothed.
Gabrielle returned to the
celebration out on the deck. Beatrice had embraced her warmly and
congratulated her. So did Padma and Colin.
Dilvan drew in a deep
breath and, while Tyson was busy talking to Heshan, he made his way
over to Gabrielle.
“Congratulations,” Dilvan
told her, watching her hair sway in the breeze. “I know you’re
excited.”
“Yes. Tyson and I are
equally excited.”
“So you’re three months,
huh?”
“Yeah.”
Dilvan looked at her
stomach. “Your stomach is so flat. It doesn’t look like there’s a
baby in there.”
“I know, but there
is.”
Tyson glanced over at
Dilvan talking to his wife and instantly felt a jealous streak hit
him. He had accepted Dilvan’s steps toward change but even still,
he didn’t trust him and he never would.
“Excuse me, Heshan,” Tyson
said, and made a beeline to where Gabrielle and Dilvan were
standing. He threw an arm around Gabrielle and said, “Is everything
all right, sweetie?”
“Yes. Everything’s
fine.”
“I was just congratulating
you guys,” Dilvan said.
“Thanks,” Tyson replied
but he was no fool. There was something there, something in the
depths of Dilvan’s eyes that angered him – something that made it
clear as day that Dilvan Alexander was still obsessed with his
wife. “Are you ready to go, sweetheart?”
“Yes. I’m
ready.”
Tyson took Gabrielle’s
hand into his and walked away from Dilvan.
Dilvan watched them as
they headed for the door. A smile came to his lips as he thought
about how it would feel to someday be a father, imagining that the
baby Gabrielle was carrying was his instead of Tyson’s.
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