The Lust of a Billionaire CEO

Chapter 62

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Jackson called the doctor, does he doubt the testpack results? Missus! What care. It's up to him how. At least this pregnancy not only had a bad impact on me, but there was also a bit of hope on the bright side. Hopefully with this baby, I can escape Jackson.

If Peter finds out, he'll definitely help me get out of Jackson's life. Jackson would have no other choice, if he chose me then he would lose his current position. But, I'm sure Jackson will choose his position. Who am I to Jackson? I'm just her lustful woman, if it's no longer needed, then I'm sure she'll let me go.

That way, I can go and live only with my son later. Relax, son, I won't get rid of you if your father wants to let go. If not, please forgive me if I have to make you leave. I did it because I didn't want you to suffer. I love you so much even though you're the son of the bastard I love. My mind kept raging, I cried sobbing. Jackson just looked at me not like it.

Shortly thereafter, the Doctor Jackson called came. The young doctor was handsome, but still much more handsome Jackson. The doctor with white skin looks dazzling with a typical doctor's robe attached to his body that is slightly muscular.

Jackson greeted the doctor still with his cold face. Then the two approached me.

"Is Miss Mr Jackson's wife?" Ask the doctor, curious. Looks like this doctor doesn't know who Jackson is, to the point of not knowing who Jackson's real wife is.

I looked at Doctor Winardi coldly and answered honestly, "I'm not his wife, doctor. But I'm his mistress," I purposely said that I was Jackson's mistress.

"Don't listen to her words. Hurry up, just check on him" said Jackson asking Doctor Winardi to ignore my words just now.

Doctor Winardi began to examine me by sticking what tools on my chest, then examined my stomach carefully. "When was the last time you and Miss had sex?" Ask Dr. Winardi.

"About a few days ago, Doctor," I answered quickly.

"For now, it is not certain whether Miss is pregnant or not, because it seems to be still in the early weeks. Let's look at the next week, I'll need another week to check back and make sure." Obviously Doctor Winardi was still in doubt whether I was pregnant and needed to wait another week to get checked back.

I saw Jackson massaging his forehead, the maid taking Winardi's doctor out.

***

The night Cecilia looked very agitated, Jackson who had just finished dressing immediately approached Cecilia who was lying on the bed.

"Why you?" Jackson asked in astonishment when he saw the hair even a blanket that was damp because of sweat.

"I ... I'm so sick, please let me go, sick, I'm in pain. Please ... Please let me go," Jackson frowned at Cecilia's racaua.

Jackson sat on the side of the bed. Then put his palm over the forehead of his mistress.

"Damn! Why even a high fever," said Jackson looks very worried.

"Let go, don't touch me! You psycho bastard, brengesk, ruthless, heartless! Stop making me suffer!" Jackson catches both hands of Cecilia who keeps hitting him.

"Sick, let go, my hands hurt, motherfucker!" Racau Cecilia again made Jackson sigh violently.

Jackson exits the room leaving Cecilia alone. Shortly thereafter, Jackson returned with a bowl of hot water with a small towel. Not to forget Jackson also brought one tablet of heat-lowering drugs.

Jackson placed the bowl and pill on the nightstand. Then sit down next to Cecilia. He saw Cecilia who had begun to calm down, but did not stop agitated and continued to shake her head with tears that continued to flow from both corners of her eyes.

"Sakitt, sick, sicktt." Mumbled Cecilia slowly.

Jackson immediately took the pill he had prepared, then put the medicine into Cecilia's mouth.

"Squeals! Don't add bitter to my life's sufferings, motherfucker!" Shouted Cecilia spitting the medicine into Jackson's face.

After that, Cecilia calmed down again. And Jackson began compressing Cecilia's forehead with the warm water she had brought.

Shortly thereafter, Cecilia's fever began to drop. Cecilia was sleeping well. Jackson opened the blanket, then removed Cecilia's clothes that had been damp.

Dunked Cecilia's face and body with the rest of the warm water. When he was done, Jackson headed to the closet, took his pajamas, and put them in Cecilia's body. Jackson didn't rest because he kept Cecilia all night.

***

The next day, I woke up and felt really good sleeping last night. However, the scene where I cursed Jackson was like a movie that danced in my mind. What did Jackson do last night? Jackson is a hard man to guess. Sometimes good, sometimes cruel.

I got up and went down. "Miss is fine, Miss's breakfast is ready at the table" said a maid.

"Where are you going?" Ask fast.

"Give this tea to Mr. Jackson's office, Miss."

"Jeckson doesn't work?"

"No, Miss. Sir has left early in the morning. But, just got home from work early, "he replied politely.

"Give me the tea, let me deliver it" I said asking for the tea.

"Okay, here, Miss." The maid answered the tea and I greeted her immediately. I went to replace the maid delivering tea for Jackson.

When you enter the work space. Jackson had just finished an online meeting, Jackson caught me glimpsed but said nothing.

"Mr Jackson, I want to go out after this" I said, putting tea in front of Jackson.

"Where are you going?" Ask Jackson briefly.

"You're looking for another guy at the nightclub" I replied deliberately provoking Jackson's emotions.

"Sick!" Jackson clucked with a smirk.

"Why? Sir doesn't like it? I ask Mr. Jackson not to take care of me because you are not my husband" I replied.

“You started acting because I spoiled you, huh?” Jackson pulled my hair back.

"Why? Did I say wrong that you are not my husband. I'm just saying a reality, but you immediately grabbed me," I said.

"Cecilia, don't test my patience again!" Jackson snapped his grip off.

"Master who tests my patience! I can't be with you if you're just a mistress. Unhand me!" I screamed back crying.

"Shut up!" Shouted Jackson.

Derrt....

Jackson's phone is vibrating. Jackson answered him with a speaker, I wiped the rough tears and listened to his second conversation.

"Jackson, I'm pregnant."