Don't Want to Split

Chapter 18 - Ezra's Baby Girl

A baby girl shakes up Zefanya's soul. Jealousy bubbled from within the young lady. From the beginning he was very possessive of Ezra. Fortunately, during this time Ezra proved to always manage to take care of himself well and remain loyal. But now the disappointment hit Zefanya, so deep and painful. Feeling betrayed.

Ezra strongly rejected their divorce. Why would Ezra bother to bring her back to the mansion if it turns out that she already has another woman? And what's worse is that there's a child in Ezra's new life. Despite wanting a divorce, Zefanya's heart was still broken. He's heartbroken.

Zefanya's legs feel weak. Not wanting her body to slump down, quickly she grabbed whatever was nearby to hold on. Turns out the baby box with the best quality and exclusive design. Ezra really gave everything for the baby. His heart was like being pinched.

If only it was allowed, of course he would have a cute princess with Ezra. The men were very loving, of course their children were very happy.

'What prompted Ezra to force her to stay together for a month? While there is a woman and a small baby waiting for their divorce?'

"Mrs, you're okay - what?" ask the babysitter while continuing to pet her foster children who have not stopped roaring. But he saw that the young Madam before him was being unkind, he looked at them with a strange look.

"No. It's okay." elak Zefanya with a brick.

He turns his face away, unable to see the face of the baby that keeps reminding him of Ezra, his first and last love. If their situation was different, this child could be his. Their daughter, the love of Ezra and Zephaniah.

All of Zefanya's energy gathered strength to turn around and return to the room. Emotions make Zefanya forget the manners she learned so far. Without saying anything to the babysitter, Zefanya came out of the room in a rude motion.

"Ups! You here, Ma Moitie? I'm looking for you." said Ezra.

The Zefanya almost fell backwards as it collided with Ezra's large tall body. Ezra swiftly grabbed Zephaniah's body and supported him, not letting his wife fall.

A jealous burning heart made Zefanya violently jerk Ezra's hand. She doesn't want to be in touch with her husband. Her husband could only sigh and choose to give in.

"It turns out there's a lot of things that I missed in the hospital" Zefanya half-whispered, hoping the nanny didn't hear their conversation. Despite being angry, he did not want to humiliate Ezra in front of his servants or men.

"That's for sure. Time passed, things just happened without me stopping." replied Ezra calmly.

Women's hearts are not easy to understand, Ezra's calmness makes Zefanya's chest hurt. He began by giving divorce papers, but he himself judged Ezra. Worse, Zephanya's tongue could not be controlled, the words that came out of his mouth seemed to corner Ezra. His brain was also bright - the light accused Ezra of breaking their faithful promise.

While Zephaniah was at war, trying to understand what was going on here. Wrestling with the pain of seeing her husband already had another woman. Ezra unhappily approached her babysitter.

"Lissa, you can rest now. Let me handle this little princess of mine. I'll call you when needed."

"Good, Sir. I've prepared everything on the table there."

The nanny named Lissa handed over the baby girl she was carrying with a worried face. His foster children still continue to roar - roar.

Ezra moved his head, coded Lissa to leave the three of them here. The nurse nodded obediently and left the room.

The zefanya widened her eyes when she saw how the baby was immediately silent in Ezra's arms. The little girl lowered her head on Ezra's shoulder, looking spoiled and comfortable. Meanwhile Ezra looked at his daughter with shining eyes, a gaze full of love. The way he stroked the baby's back, the kiss - a small peck on the baby's forehead, cheeks and hair, obviously Ezra loved him very much.

Something from within Zefanya was overflowing, bubbling. "Who is he, Ez?" ask Zefanya not like.

His tone sounded harsh, feeling once the anger within. Ezra did not answer. His face was flat and looked at the woman deeply. Moments later the man let out his low, deep voice.

"The name is similar to your sister, Louisa Halley. My little princess, Louisa Halley, was born in March! So he's five months old, almost six months."

"OH!"

Zefanya could not say any more words when she heard Ezra's surname pinned to the baby. The guess is one hundred percent true, the baby girl is Ezra's biological child. Zefanya's chest felt as tight as running out of air.

"What do you think of my little girl?" ask Ezra proudly.

Good Lord! A moment of Zefanya could only be stunned, before she finally managed to rediscover her voice.

"Can-beautiful... Sweet child." said Zefanya with a trembling voice.

"Beautiful as her Mom. The only woman I love the most, and forever." Say Ezra while peeling the baby's round cheeks.

Zefanya bowed her head. Who would have thought that Ezra's blunt statement incised a deep wound in his heart. The shadow of Ezra's female colleagues, acquaintances and all the women who were much more mature than him started popping up in his head. His eyes are starting to get hot. One of the beautiful women finally managed to get her husband.

Realizing that she cannot cry in front of Ezra, Zefanya tries to lift her best smile. Unfortunately he failed, only a wry smile could he display before Ezra.

"You know that I don't like kids? I'd better go back to my room and rest." Zefanya denied her own heart's wishes.

As a wife who loves her husband, of course Zephaniah wants to have the baby of Ezra. But it seems that destiny says something else. Let alone having children, they are united is already a great sin.

Without waiting for Ezra's response, Zefanya immediately turned around. He ran as fast as he could towards his room on the second floor.

Behind him, Ezra looked at Zefanya's back with mixed feelings. Sad and happy to be one. Sad that his wife has not remembered the most important part of his life. But Ezra's heart was happy too. Zefanya's anger is defined as jealousy. It turned out that the woman was still the same, jealous and full of emotions.

'Kanak - kanakan.' murmured Ezra with a triumphant smile.