Daddy's Hot Sauce
CHAPTER 62- ONE MORE TIME

Anders arrived at the casino to see Mia, who was sitting in the area wherein men were surrounding her at the casino.

"I told you he'll be here." she proudly said and stood up to greet Anders.

But, Anders kept walking and didn't even bother to pause and greet Mia; instead, he went inside the Casino office to settle things right up.

He wanted to leave the place and didn't even want to be exposed to the other people as it would be a piece of big news to the media by tomorrow.

"Thank you, Mr. Winston." said a man wearing a suit and kept the cheque that he received from Mr. Anders Winston.

"I expect that this won't be exposed tomorrow, or I'll see you in court." Anders seriously said and threw a sharp look at Mia.

Mia smiled and wrapped her arms around him, but Anders ignored it and walked away. When they were out of the room, Anders quickly pulled back his arms and pointed his fingers at Mia.

"Stop this. Make a fool of me, you wait for my lawyer, and you'll see who will have custody of my son. And if that day comes, I'll make sure that you will be left nothing but shame!" Anders emphatically said to her face.

He slapped her the truth that he had the confidence to get custody of their son, and in this way, Mia had nothing to gain from him. It's because they're not married.

"You ruined my life by making me pregnant at an early age, and now you want me to banish myself in your life?!" She felt the rage in her heart 'cause she didn't want to be just dumped by him, and all she cared now was to be near to him and have the complete family for their son.

"It will never happen! As long as my son is living here, I will assure you that I will be in your shadow." she continued and threatened him for his actions.

"You already have my patience, and that's enough, Mia. You're just a spoiled brat that I bumped for a night and nothing else. I have no feelings for you!" he emphatically said once again. This time she has more emotions in his words. All the hatred he poured burst out in just a couple of seconds.

Mia had no words for him and just let her tears run down her cheeks. She could not believe that this was happening to her and all her plans might not happen, so she stood still and walked toward him and let her palm land on his face. "I will not stop! You know me, and I'll make sure your life will be miserable as mine," she screamed until her throat got dry, and staring at him from afar made her feel weak. The words she received from him were daggers that buried her entire being. She clenched her fist and threw her things on the floor before she decided to get into her car.

Anders wanted to breathe out all these situations that he was part of. He wanted to go out somewhere he could have fresh air for his peaceful mind. Now, he was staring at the hospital, and all he had in his mind was Emily and the child that they both lost in a short time.

Tears ran down his cheeks as if it was the loss of hope for him, and without any words, Anders just drove away from the place and far from it. He wanted to breathe in some hope that was quite impossible for now.

***

At The Hospital (Three weeks had passed)

"Ems, you have to eat the food. Bring up your energy, and everything will be back to normal." Jane said because she was trying to convince her to make herself better.

She continued, "Look, if you keep doing it like this, your life will be ruined, and all will be torn into pieces. Remember, your child is an angel now, and he will guide you there." she pointed up and held both of her hands just wanted to make sure that she would be on her side no matter what happened to Emily.

"Normal? Since the day that my baby died. I felt useless at all, like nothing was there for me." Emily whispered while she was staring at the window.

Then, she grabbed everything and put it all in her bag. Jane was staring at her and could not do anything to make her feel better.

"Are you sure about this?" Jane worriedly asked and shrugged her shoulders. "What about him?"

"Who's him?" Emily suddenly asked.

"Anders Winston?"

Emily sparingly smiled and answered her, "Nothing, we're not married, so I guess I've had enough of him."

Then, Emily went out of the room and left her. Jane let out a heavy sigh as she knew that it might be a good decision for Emily and besides she's right on the part about not being married to him, so she's free to do anything.

It's been a week since Emily lost her child, and it has affected her entirely. Her mental health was unstable, and staying at the hospital might help her. This day was her last at the hospital, and the doctors allowed her to be out because they saw her improvements.

"Emily, we can wait, Anders, and formally say good...." Jane suddenly paused after seeing Dave walking straight to them.

Emily winked at her and grabbed her things from Jane, and quickly ran to her car with a smile on her face.

"Hey, Emily!" Jane screamed.

"Enjoy the white sand beach, Jane!" he waved her hand while she started the engine.

It was a feeling of happiness for Emily that she would go out without any permission from anyone. Being free was the first thing to do, and she promised herself to step away from the things that would remind her of being hurt. "Are you just letting her go, Dave?" Jane annoyingly said and crossed both of her arms in front of him.

Dave teasingly smiled at her and said, "Of course not; someone might go with her."

Jane slowly nodded her head as she stared at Emily moving her car far away. She smiled as she knew that would be good for Emily, and this time it might be another chance for her. An excellent way to change the mess from the past. "So?" he said in a long one of his voice and looked at him in a teasing way. "Are we going to make our baby number 2?" then he grabbed her hands and continued, "Uh- uh, not this time, honey," "Stop making those faces, Dave. You're always making me feel annoyed by you, but I love you!"

***

Five months ago

She was panting and was trying to be on time for her final interview today. Emily has a presentation to do in front of the other executive.

"My God! Why am I so clumsy? Not today." she whispered while she was caressing her ankle 'cause she fell on the floor.

But her determination was in the presence of her mind, so she quickly got up and walked in the hallways even though her shoes weren't on her foot. She tiptoed in front of the front desk.

"Excuse me? Where's the powder room?" she politely asked and smiled, but the receptionist looked at her from head to toe and giggled, then pointed toward the toilet room.

Emily just shrugged her shoulders and just ignored them. She went inside and fixed herself because today was the final interview for her book. Since she left her ordinary life. Emily learned how to be independent independently, and she has to work for herself.

"Please make it work," she whispered and stared at herself in front of the mirror.

She let out a deep sigh, and the thump of her heart was making its way to her consciousness. She tried to put some powder on her face and a bit of lipstick to make it more presentable in front of the interviewer.

After a while, she stepped out, and the receptionist called her name when the interviewer was waiting for her; she gulped and stared at the door as she walked straight to it.

"This is it," she whispered and opened the door.

The rays of sunlight were making her blind as she entered the room, and as time went by, she could see someone sitting on the swivel chair and facing the glass wall. Her brows furrowed, and she walked forward, but she was nervous. "G- Good morning?"

The swivel chair turned, and Emily widened her eyes after seeing the man sitting there. Her heart would burst out from her chest, and her eyes were pinned on his beautiful face.

Anders just smiled and stood up to get closer to Emily.

"I miss you, babe," he whispered and touched her chin and kissed her lips.

The longing between the two was occupying their minds, and this time, Emily could not even hide her feelings toward him. She responded the way she should be, locked her arms around his neck, and let her feel the warmth of his lips. -End