THE MAFIA'S PENANCE

ABORT

Vernon who turned his head and looked at me fixedly just kept silent after hearing the answer from me. It seemed like he was very disappointed to hear my answer and it felt like I wanted to laugh at this moment.

"All right, then." Vernon answered, pulling his gaze from me.

"When are you moving?" My toot.

"Fusa." Vernon replied after that rubbing his face with his right palm.

"Then tomorrow I'll go back to my house." My answer.

Vernon sighed deeply and changed his sitting position until he came closer and faced me. He looked at me constantly. Obviously, he really wanted me to go with him, but I didn't want to follow his will.

"Viv, you're pregnant with my son. Better come with me. If you stay here, it's the same if you want us to farewell." Vernon.

"From the beginning I wanted to part with you, Vern. Just because my current pregnancy seems to make me want to always be with you, because this is your son. But there's no way I'm leaving my country to live with you. I don't love you anyway." My speech.

I honestly don't understand what I'm feeling right now. Obviously I didn't love Vernon before my pregnancy, but everything changed, my pregnancy made me feel as if I loved him, but I'm sure that's impossible. Everything that happened because of my pregnancy hormone factor so there's no way I'd prefer to go along with her.

"You must keep it until birth. I'll come as often as I can to visit you." Vernon.

Hearing her words made me unable to help but smile. To be honest I wanted to laugh at this moment when I saw the look on Vernon's face that seemed very worried about me. My pregnancy really changed her attitude towards me. No more Vernon being arrogant to me.

"Don't smile at a time like this." Vernon scrunched his forehead. He doesn't like to see my love. "If you know like this, I won't hand Genoa over to your brother—"

I pulled Vernon and kissed his lips. Since then I have been holding myself back from doing so, but I can't stand it anymore. Plus see the look on his face because he is not able to do anything now. There's no way I didn't kiss her.

"It seems you really want to part with me." Vernon said, Our faces were so close that I could feel the roar of his breath. "I shouldn't have picked you up yesterday."

I smiled back at her words, showing my pleasure in her. Vernon snorted looking at my smile in annoyance but he immediately grabbed my lips, kissing me excitedly. For a long time we were fighting each other's mouths, and it seemed that Vernon did not want to let go of my lips because his hands just kept holding my cheeks. And I'm happy about it.

Time before night and since noon I continue to feel nauseous until I have to vomit many times. But Vernon, who was with me today, asked me to always eat something. I refused to follow her request. As long as he does not leave me today, I will obey him.

"How will we do when we're apart?" Ask Vernon who is standing behind me. Right now we are in the bathroom and I am standing in front of the sink feeling nauseous and vomiting. "Can you take care of yourself?"

"There will be Renata, I'll ask her to take care of me." My answer was to clean my mouth after it was about to walk out of the bathroom but without me expecting Vernon to pick me up.

"Renata won't be able to carry you like this." Vernon cried, lifting me up with both hands and laying me on the bed.

Once again my smile was stifled upon hearing her worry. But Vernon must know I'm smiling.

There was absolutely no intention of me answering Vernon's words. I don't want to think about myself losing my memory, for me it's not important. Now, I just want to enjoy the moments of my victory over Vernon.

I quickly hugged Vernon's body as the man climbed onto the bed and lay to my left. Ever since I was pregnant, smelling her scent made me feel very comfortable. It seems like it was all the influence of our son that I bear.

"You keep acting like this when we're going to be apart soon. You're a weird woman." Said Vernon who grabbed me.

"You know, this isn't my wish but your son's, and I'm using it." My answer is to roll into Vernon's arms. "It could really be our last night before I'm free of you."

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Renata took me to my house the next day because my parents would meet me to see my pregnant condition today.

"Viv, do you seriously not want to go with Vernon to Norway?" Renata who was standing by the bed I lay looking at me.

"Yes, I don't want to go with him. I don't want to leave this country." I answered casually.

"That means you're going to split up?"

I didn't answer. I don't think there's anything I have to answer about that right now.

"Viv, you're so selfish. Do you know that?" Renata's tone of voice sounded very upset to me. "You'll regret it when you realize Viv. Can't you just not behave as you like? Vernon willingly gave Genoa to Arthur so that he can be with you who are pregnant with his child. But because of his hasty decision to worry about you dropping his son, he made his uncle angry. Therefore he had to return to his country because everything became chaotic. But you who made it happen to him didn't want to leave and didn't want to live with him, you even wanted to separate. Don't you feel like all the bad things that happened to Vernon were because of your selfishness?"

I was still silent and lying down casually. Although I understood everything Renata said but I felt it was not my fault. I'm not selfish either. Renata just misjudged my attitude.

"Vivian Zeta La Nostra, do you hear me?" Furious Renata looked annoyed. He doesn't usually call my name very completely. It shows her anger at me right now. "Everything Vernon did for you and your son would be a waste if you didn't want to go with him."

"Ren, never mind, this has nothing to do with you. Why are you so mad at me?" Look at the woman Arthur loves.

"Yes you're right. But after I thought that now you want to part with her, wouldn't it be nice if you dropped your womb? Yeah, you wouldn't want to give birth to a child of someone you don't appreciate. Because that's just throw out your contents."

"That's right, Viv. Better get rid of your shit, baby. Don't let the seed of a man like you be born because you'll be separated soon." Suddenly the door opened and my father and mother appeared.

I was stunned to hear the cry from my mother.

...–NATZSIMO–...