*Vicky POV*
Brandon stopped infront of my house in
the estate. I came down and went into
the house getting ready to face Randy's
headache.
I pray he's not home yet. I don't want to see his annoying wicked face. I walked past the living room and saw him at the wine counter. He looked drunk and messy.
I ignored him acting like he wasn't there.
I went to my room.
*Randy POV*
How can Vicky intentionally do this to
me! She's comfortable to go out with that big head overlooking the fact that she's pregnant.
It irritates me and am so pissed right
now! I didn't even sleep upstairs. I went to the guestroom and had a bath then wore my clothes I found there.
Who's talking to Vicky?
I'll ignore her till she is forced to apologize to me.
My dad is a billionaire. Dad's heir for that matter. If Vicky thinks she can break me to begging her then she's dreaming.
When I was five years old, I knew nothing then. I took dad's gun and mistakenly fired it at my math tutor I hate so much.
She