“You are six months along now?”
“Yes.”
“Do you know the sex of the baby?”
“No.” While Liane had regular visits with her doctor, she had decided not to know the sex of the baby. She was going to let it be a surprise. Those were the kinds of decisions she needed to make with her husband. Unfortunately, she was not married and the pregnancy was the result of a one-night stand with a man she could barely tolerate.
Jean Pierre sighed. “Do you want to find out the sex of the baby?” he asked.
“I will wait,” she said and started eating as soon as the maid dropped off the food. She wanted to eat in peace but unfortunately, that was not a choice. Jean Pierre was not going away.
Liane was glad to see Macee and Francesca walk in and join her at the table. They were both surprised to see Jean Pierre there and they stared at him not knowing where to start.
“Your highness,” Jean Pierre greeted Macee and bowed his head. She still stared at him with a blank facial expression.
“Jean Pierre,” she finally responded.
“Where were you?” both Macee and Francesca asked him at the same time. Liane closed her eyes momentarily. If Jean Pierre thought she was bad, then he was not going to survive Macee. She was the feistiest one of the three.
“Excuse me?” Jean Pierre was confused.
“You simply slept with her and took off?” Macee asked.
“Macee!” Liane said.
“But he did,” Francesca said.
“She was to marry the prince. We should not have done what we did, so there was no reason for me to stick around,” he replied.
“While I can understand that, what I don’t understand is why you didn’t check up on her to see how she was doing. You were her first after all.” Macee did not hold back on her thoughts. Jean Pierre whipped his head in her direction. He had not known that she was a virgin at the time. While he could tell that she was inexperienced, he did not know that she was untouched.
“Are you shocked?” Liane asked him.
“Of course, I am. You did not tell me,” he replied defensively.
“So, you thought that since I’d been betrothed to the Crown Prince for ten years that I simply slept around and YOU were one of those times?”
“That is not what I said.”
“Then, what are you saying?” Francesca demanded.
My God, there are three of them, Jean Pierre thought to himself. They were all ganging up on him as if he was the one at fault.
“I am saying that she never said anything. Just like she did not say anything about the pregnancy.”
“How was she to reach you when you simply left?” Macee asked.
“She could have tried to find out my whereabouts.”
“So, you sleep with people and then leave without looking back?” Macee asked.
“You have responsibility in this too,” Francesca added. Liane burst out laughing. They all looked at her as if she was crazy. She actually felt bad that Jean Pierre was being attacked by her sisters like that but she found it amusing.
“I am sorry, carry on,” Liane said, as she continued to laugh.
Jean Pierre had never been cornered like that in his life. He had to remain calm because of Macee. She was the future queen and he had to behave in her presence. He was already in enough trouble with the royal family; he didn’t dare make things worse with the princess.
“I admit that I should have called, but I came as soon as I found out and I am here now,” he replied.
“Do you want the baby?” Macee asked.
“Of course, I want him,” he replied.
“Him? What if he is a she?” Francesca asked. “Would you not want her then?”
“Now that is not what I meant.” Jean Pierre was getting agitated. He ran his fingers through his hair as he took deep breaths.
“Does your mother know?” Macee asked. “No, if she did, she would have been here by now trying to take Liane's head off.”
“I will give you a ladies some privacy, excuse me,” Jean Pierre said suddenly, as he got up and left the room. He needed to cool off.
“You guys were so mean,” Liane said before she burst out laughing.
“We were not that bad,” Macee said and grabbed a piece of fruit from Liane's plate.
“Especially you.”
“Me?”
“Yes. Oh my life, Macee, you were like a pit bull off its leash,” Liane added as she kept giggling.
Macee started laughing. She knew that she was feisty but she did not think that she had been that bad. She could not help it when it came to her sisters. She was over protective.
Chapter 8
Jean Pierre went to see Prince Louis in his office. The prince was happy to see his cousin, as he greeted him with a warm smile and asked him to join him at his desk. Jean Pierre bowed his head before he sat down.