Judas kiss

Chapter 79-It`s tears of joy.

She tried going on with her day like nothing happened. Amber was a good distraction, she tried to

enjoy herself but it was always at the back of her mind. She remembered Marko... she didn't

understand if that was her mother being inlove or being stupid. He was manipulating and cunning. He

had been in prison for seven years before being released. She knew he never cared about Marcela

when he left her alone trying to catch her breath, trying to merely just breath on the verge of death. He

would always make Marcela sleep with other men just so he could pay their debts. Marcela thought

they were each other's ride or die or maybe she was just highly addicted and he always had the fix.

Della doubted it being love, they both used each other for their fucked up choice of life style. When

Andre had started giving Della attention, Marko had been quick to say that she should make Andre

trust her that way they could have an insider for a planned heist at the Levetté warehouse. When she

refused Marko gave her a hard backhand slap.

Days seemed to be better when the two ran off together... sadly they always came back. In much more

trouble, with bigger debts. Marko tragically died, Della still didn't know the full story but rumors were

that he messed with the wrong ones. Marcela never talked about it. Luckily Andre was good enough of

a person to send Marcela to rehab... when she came out she disappeared. Della only found out later

that she had gotten married to a somewhat noble looking man. Della was genuinely happy for her

mother. Marcela then told Della that she didn't want anything to do with her. She was starting her life

afresh and didn't need any past reminders.

A few years down the line, here they were now.

"Hi Mrs. McCarthy, I hope this isn't bad timing.." Dr. Manisha said on the other side of the line.

"Not at all." She replied. She had just gotten back from her spa day with Amber, it's was currently four

pm.

"Great, i just noticed something from our ultrasound the other day.. I'm really concerned." She said, this

made Della's heart skip a beat.

"Is everything okay?"

"I can only confirm when you're here, if I'm not inconveniencing you. You don't need to book for an

appointment."

"I will be there in twenty, let me just speak to my partner." Della nervously replied. She was so afraid.

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Down syndrome? It didn't matter, she would love him/her with all her heart. Della laid her hand on her

stomach and silently prayed. A small curve was developing. She could tell because her jeans weren't

buttoning up.

Thank goodness, Jeanine had offered to take the boys for the day. It was just Mother's Day, nothing

special but for some reason she insisted on having them over.

Andre's only rang twice before he answered.

"Andre, you need to meet me the hospital something is wrong with the baby.!"? She said almost

quivering.

He didn't ask anymore questions. "I will be there right now."

Good thing she had been seated in the car the whole time. Contemplating what had became of her

life.. she felt as if things were about to get worse.

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Getting to the hospital had been easy for the both of them. Andre arrived earlier, Della arrived later. Dr.

Manisha greeted them and asked them to join her for another ultra sound. Della gripped Andre's hand

tightly. She was panicking and she knew it wasn't good for the baby. Not at this point when something

was wrong.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to alarm you but I just thought I should let you know as soon as I found out.."

Della nodded gripping Andre's hand even harder. He wasn't complaining but if she was doing this to his

hand now, what would she do to his hand during labor?

Dr. Manisha asked Della to lay back as she did another ultrasound. Andre felt anxious. He was hoped

everything was fine, especially since this was about to ruin his plans.

"How have you been feeling lately?" The doctor asked making conversation as she set everything up.

"Tired, always tired.. migraines here and there.."

"I think, I know the reason why, do you hear that?" She asked the soon to be parents.

"Our baby's heartbeat?" Andre said in an obvious tone.

"Listen carefully.." she replied.

There was silence for a bit.

"Is the baby okay?" Della questioned, it seemed they were nothing not getting it.

"The babies are perfectly fine!"

"Whaat?!" Andre and Della said in unison.

"Listen to the heartbeats again?" Dr. Manisha said with a broad smile.

They stayed silent for a bit until Della and Andre realized that there were two heartbeats.

"I was going through the ultrasound record and I noted the second heartbeat. At first I thought it may

actually be an echo of the same baby's heartbeat from a different angle. Anyways listening to the

baby's heartbeat in an early pregnancy maybe misleading but I'm very sure they're twins, the other is

hiding between the first baby.." She paused. "Congratulations again!"

"Oh God! I thought something was wrong with the baby.." Della cried tears of joy.

Andre still seemed to be processing everything because the only word he said was "Wow!"

"I'm sorry if I made it seem that way, you must have almost panicked."

"Truthfully, I did... but I'm happy now." In this moment Andre stood beside her rubbing circles on her

shoulder.

"As for always feeling tired, extreme fatigue is one of the commonly reported complaint when carrying

multiples." The doctor explained.

"I was really surprised because during my first pregnancy I was able to work everyday but now just

walking up the stairs would have me trying to catch my breath.. I assumed I was out of shape."

"Yes, she sleeps in a lot lately." Andre added.

"It is perfectly normal because exhaustion during the first trimester can be enhanced from your body

working overtime to enhance more than one baby.." She added. "Everything is fine with the twins and

soon I will be able to tell what you're both having.. that's if you want to know. If you're planning a

gender review party, you can ask someone you trust to come collect the results. If you want to find out

during delivery that is also alright."

Andre and Della looked at each other then laughed.

"We hadn't thought that far yet.." Andre replied on both their behalf's. "But I would like to know as soon

as possible."

"I would like to know too." Della replied.

"Great! Not going to ruin my guess but the shy ones that always hide behind are usually girls."

"Really?" André said with a hint of excitement.

"Just a myth, don't take it into consideration." Dr. Manisha chuckled.

"I hope it is." Della smiled at Andre who couldn't help but lay a chaste kiss on her forehead. He couldn't

help but think about how much he adored this woman and for many reasons, everything was just

rightfully failing into place.

Andre had someone pick up his car. As he planned on driving Della home. He couldn't help but think

she must be exhausted. She was, she even slept in their drive back home. He had to carry her into the

house. It wasn't a bother, neither did she weigh a load not yet.. he thought to himself.

He had planned on putting rose petals on their bed and candles but this scare from the doctor just

made him lose his mind. He didn't even inform Marta to set up dinner. He watched Della sleep, he

prayed that she wouldn't sleep into the night.

Regardless during her sleep Marta had managed to cook her favorite meal making sure it was healthy

too. Andre excitedly shared the awesome news with Marta. He was filled with excitement and pride. A

year ago he worried that he may never find the right woman to have kids with, he worried that he was

almost into his thirties and had no child. Little did he know that Leondre existed and now months down

the line.. he could have never imagined that Della would be carrying his twins. It felt like a dream, he

remembered crying in the shower because he had lost hope, he knew she would never forgive him. He

couldn't even forgive himself. It hurt watching her at Leondre's birthday with that man in this very same

house. The way he had laid his hand on her lower back..

In his head, he was giving up but his heart wasn't. She avoided him like a plague, he felt as if this was

his punishment. He didn't deserve her, her warm adorable smile. Her contagious laugh, everything

about her was just perfect. She was perfect for him.

When she woke up, he had already ran her a bath. With her favorite strawberry scented bubble bath.

He kneeled beside the bathtub and help her wash her back. They laughed about stupid hand gestures.

They talked about the additional baby that they were having. Andre's heart fluttered when she smiled. It

was weird, he couldn't keep his eyes away from her. Not in any sexual manor but just her beauty. He

saw her differently. He thought she was absolutely stunning even though she kept saying she wants to

go to the gym after giving birth. He didn't care the his knees hurt from the amount of time she wanted to

stay in the bathtub. He didn't care that his clothes were soaked.

When Della was done bathing, he handed her a towel. She later put on her warm gown as she

mentioned feeling a bit chilly. Andre felt like this was the perfect moment. She was sorted on the bed in

her gown and another towel wrapped around her head.

"I'm not a writer but I wrote this for you.." He said handing her a card. She smiled widely, excited to

read it.?

I'm not perfect but you put up with me. I don't deserve you but you're still here with me. I didn't deserve

it but you still bore me a son. I still don't deserve it and here you're carrying our child. I promise to stop

saying I don't deserve you and put up the work, time and effort so you can receive exactly what you

deserve. The love you give me. The mother you're to my kids and the love of my life. I will always be in

some kind of love with you. Even when you're far away and not with me. I love you Adela and Happy

Mother's Day. Fate couldn't have chosen a better woman to carry my treasures in this thing we call

life.?

"I didn't know, we would be having twins when I wrote that." Andre chuckled nervously but Della stayed

stagnant. Here she was crying again.

"I-m j-j-ust so overwhelmed.." she hiccuped as she stood up to hug Andre. He loved that she fit

perfectly in his arms. He hugged her and let her cry with no intention of letting go.

"I don't want you to cry!" She whispered wiping away her tears using his thumb.

"It's tears of joy.." she replied.

He felt this was the perfect moment.

"I have another gift, the final one before we go have dinner downstairs.."

"Okay.." Della hastily wiped her tears trying to compose herself.

He went down on one knee, at this point.. Della was hoping it wasn't what she thought it was.

"Adela McCarthy please make me the happiest man by being my wife.. again. For the second time,

allow me to do things right?" He said opening the black box with a rose gold crossover ring.?

Della couldn't breath, she felt as if the walls were curving in on her. Looking in his somber blue eyes,

she got the fear of fear creeping up her spine. She didn't know what to do? She would be a hypocrite if

she threw all her views away. She was scared of commitment, it had scarred her once and she just

couldn't. The ring looked exactly like one she had imagined for the character in her book just more

beautiful in person. She never thought she would see her idea come to life.?

She immediately ran to the bathroom to relentlessly throw up. Her morning sickness just had the

perfect timing or was it her gag reflex because it had saved her from Spencer.. she was pretty sure it

was her pregnancy.

For a moment she was thankful she got a few moments to think while facing the toilet seat.