Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Mifepristone! Quick as a wink, she copied the link, took a screenshot and sent him both.

Then her phone rang.

“Debbie, there are two things here. First, it’s already too late for the morning after pill. Second, I want a baby. I mean, you and I should be getting desperate to have a baby by now, * he said in a firm voice that made his intentions crystal clear.

“What?! But why?” Debbie asked in disbelief. Was he already desperate for a baby?

“Honey, Listen to me.” With the phone in right hand, he rubbed his arching brow with the left and started to explain.

“Deb, we’re a married couple. If you got pregnant, it wouldn’t be something to tense about. Gladly, I’d personally want us to keep the baby. Understand?”

“But…but…” she stammered. She didn’t know how to make Carlos change his mind. After a long pause, she found a Lame excuse.

“You want a boy. What if I gave birth to a girl? Will you ignore her then?”

Carlos was slapped hard in the face by his own words. Ina flat tone, he said, “I can’t afford to be choosy over some things. Whether it’s a girl or a boy, I’d welcome the baby with open arms. As long as you’re the mother.” Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“But I’m still a student!”

“College students can have babies.”

“But… you want me to study abroad next year!” Debbie felt somewhat thrown off balance.

“If you got pregnant, I would go abroad with you.”

“But… but…” She had run out of excuses.

“No buts. What you need to do now is not take after morning pill, but hopefully look forward to having you up the spout. In any case, I’LL be there for you. In short, worry not!” he declared with finality.

“But…” Debbie came up with one more excuse.

“But I’m only 21. I don’t really think I’m mentally prepared… to be a mother…” The word “mother” was forced through with a muffled voice.

The misfortune of growing up without a mother had been hard enough for

Debbie. Wouldn’t she have a difficult time trying to love her own child, something she’d never personally experienced?

From her choked voice, Carlos could tell that something was not right.

After some pause, he said, “If you really don’t want a baby, I’ll have to use protection from now on. But as for the pill, it’s a no. I won’t allow you!

For your own health, I’ll strongly advise you to stay away from that stuff. It’s not good for you.”

The show of genuine concern in that Line touched Debbie at heart. For a moment, she heaved a sigh, rubbed her tingling eyes and murmured, “Give me some time, okay? I’ll consider your words. Maybe, a Little more time will help me decide.”

It was not because she disliked children, but that apparently, she wasn’t mentally prepared yet. What would she do with a baby, at her age?

“Honey, just relax, okay? We only had sex for two nights, and you were in your safe days. Don’t let it worry you so much. ALL the same, if you got pregnant, I’d personally take care of everything. Whichever way, you need to take it easy, okay?” he coaxed her