'We've talked about this and I suggested adoption but you refused,' Damian said lowly.

She had brushed his ego and she knew it more than anyone else.

'I don't want to adopt, I want to carry my baby in my womb, my flesh and blood,' Kendra had made up her mind and she wasn't going back.

With a close look, Damian's eyes were watery and she couldn't allow himself to be seen as a weak man. He walked to the drawer, took his inhaler, and left the room.

Kendra smiled at nothing in particular, locked the door, and jumped on the bed.

'Damian,' Nancy called out to him as he was about to leave the house.

With the respect she had for that woman, he couldn't imagine walking out on her. He stopped in his tracks, wipes her tears then turned to face the older woman.

'Hey, sorry I didn't greet you. How was your day?' Damian asked faking a smile.

'I'm fine but you don't look fine. Your chest?' Nancy raised her brows concerned.

'I'll be fine, I got my inhaler with me,' he replied with a smile.

'Before you go, let me prepare some lemon tea. It would help,' Nancy suggested.

Damian smiled bitterly as he followed her to the kitchen. This was what Kendra used to do years back. Prepare him lemon tea, ginger water to help him when he had an asthma breakdown. That made him to forget he was asthmatic for even a month or two but nowadays he has to be with an inhaler everywhere as Kendra makes sure that she provokes it.

'If love isn't there, why don't you guys divorce,' Nancy suggested.

'I still love her and I'm sure she still loves me. One day she'll change to the woman I fell in love with,' this is what he has been assuring himself with for the past three years.

Their marriage was something to admire, loving each other affectionately that they couldn't stay away from each other for a long time. Then one day everything changed and he was the one still holding to the hope that she'll change.

'Open your eyes,' Nancy added placing a cup of lemon tea before him.

He sipped the tea slowly thinking over what Nancy said. What does she mean? He couldn't ask as Nancy already left.

He needed to do something to make him forget all his troubles. After the tea, he used the inhaler and went to his study locking the door behind him to have some time alone.

'Hey man,' Eric his friend entered the room in a jovial mood.

Damian wasn't surprised by how he entered as he had the key to the room.

'Hey,' Damian responded lowly.

'You had another fight?' Eric asked even though he already had the answer.

'She wants a baby,' Damian replied.

'I got an idea, there is a party downtown. Let's go, have fun then we'll think tomorrow,' Eric suggested.

'Maybe tomorrow,'

'You had an attack again?' Eric raised his brows.

'Yeah but not that bad,' he replied.

'You won't drink or mingle with people. I booked a VIP place upstairs. We'll watch the dance from up,' Eric explained.

Damian thought for a while before accepting to go.

'I'll drive and for once stop thinking about her and start thinking of how to divorce that woman unless you want an early death,' Eric shrugged.

'But with time she'll change,' Damian protested.

'You are among the people expecting to see Satan in heaven,' Eric scoffed.

'That isn't funny, you know that?' Damian asked but Eric rolled his eyes at him.

'Just drive this damn car and stop messing with my head,' Damian threatened.

Lisa walked behind Sam with her hands tightly clasped on her small purse. She was scared, nervous, confused, happy at the thought of having a baby but all this put together was freaking her out.

This wasn't the first she was in a club but today was different. The thought of losing her virginity to some random guy almost made her freak but everything in this life has a price to pay and she was paying to keep her friends.

Noticing her slow steps, Sam stopped waiting for her. She had booked a VIP place upstairs to enable them to get a good glimpse at everyone present. Sam was looking for the most handsome guy for her friend that way she'll have the cutest baby loved by all.

'I'm scared,' Lisa murmured in her ears as the music was too high.

'You don't need to be, I got your back,' Sam whispered back assuring her but deep inside she wasn't also sure of what they were doing.

She just wanted to help her friends but the risks were too many. What if she doesn't get pregnant. She was ninety-eight percent sure she would conceive but the two percent was also staring at her. Mocking her, shouting at her that it would dominate and that would mean disappointing her friend.

Sam pushed back the negative thoughts and pulled Lisa upstairs. They took their seats and served with wine as they stared at those who walked in and out. Handsome guys were present but none caught Sam's attention. They weren't what she wanted and didn't want to compromise so she practiced patience.

'Patience,' she kept on whispering to herself and after what seemed like forever the door downstairs opened and two men walked in that her jaws dropped.

If not for the fact that she was engaged, she would have gotten him so she reminded herself that she was here to help her friend.

'Look down at the door,' Sam told her friend.

'The one in blue is handsome,' Lisa commented.

She may be an introvert, naive, innocent, name it, all the dull things a girl her age is expected to be but at least she could appreciate good things when she comes across them.

'Would you like to carry his child? Imagine having a son as cute as him?' Sam asked dreamingly.

Actually, she won't mind either.

'You can't get him,' Lisa replied the obvious.

'I'll try my best,' Sam assured.

If not for her friend at least for herself then that seed won't go to waste. She followed him with her eyes and almost screamed when she saw them take the stares.

'What are you planning to do?' Lisa asked.

'I don't know yet, the only thing I know is that I shouldn't lose him among those people,' she pointed at those dancing.

Where they were, they could see everybody and there was no loud music. This helped those there able to chat and laugh without whispering. Sam spent so much money to secure them a place there and it was worth it.

After seeing where they were seated, a waiter walked to them and scribbled few things in his book, he then walked away.

'Don't leave this place,' Sam ordered standing up.

'Where are you going?' Lisa asked.

She didn't want to be left alone.

'To sort out something will be back before you know it,' Sam answered.

She walked away before Lisa could convince her otherwise as it seemed Lisa was having second thoughts about everything. She looked around till she spotted the waiter who had taken the men's order. She walked closer and whispered something in his ears then took another route.

The guy looked around then followed her.