Chapter 58
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"It's no biggy." he insisted.
"You should have woked me though." Valdo had to work in the days, and I didn't want Jamaica to be the reason he was slacking at work.
"Wake you up!" He shook his head, "Nah, you were snoring like a baby."
My mouth widened in surprise, "I do not snore."
"You do. Tiny snores like this," he started making funny snore sounds, so I burst out laughing.
"I do not."
"You do. Ask your mom, she'll confirm."
I hid my face his chest, "I'm sorry if my snores woke you up."
I left his chest, vibrating, "Your snores didn't wake me up. Jamaica's cries did. I don't mind, though. I had to get up anyway. Big day at the office today."
I moved away from him, "We should probably get out of bed then."
"Agreed," he said, but his hands tighten around my waist. "But holding you feels so good."
I looked at his eyes and smile. I placed a quick kiss on his lips, "I'll make breakfast while you get ready for work."
"Sounds good."
"What would you like?" I asked as I ran my fingers through his soft hair.
"You"
I blushed, "I meant for breakfast."
"You."
I giggled, "Do you want to eat something before you go?"
He shrugged, "Pancakes and coffee, should do the trick."
"Okay." I smiled, "I'll make you pancakes and coffee." I pulled out of his arms and came off the bed. I looked at the fake pout and smile. "I'll see you in a few."
I exit his room then walked into Jamaica's room. She was sleeping quietly just as Valdo had said. I bent and placed a small kiss on her cheek, then quietly left the room. I entered my bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and frown. My hair was all over the place, and I had a few bags under my eye. I didn't look the least attractive, but Valdo didn't seem to mind.
I smiled. It's good to have a man who looks beyond physical appearances. I washed my face and brushed my teeth, then I walked to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast.
Valdo came walking into the hall, looking like a hot meal in his suit. The pancakes were just finished. I placed them on a plate and placed it in front of him. I took a seat in front of him at the table.
"This looks delicious." he smiled at me, "Thank you."
I blushed, "You're welcome."
As I was about to begin eating the doorbell rang. Valdo and I looked at each other. We didn't usually get visitors so early in the morning.
"It's okay. I'll get it."
I stood from the seat and walked over to the door. I looked through the peeping hole and saw an unfamiliar man. Security wouldn't have let him came up if it wasn't important. I frowned and opened the door.
"Are you Jakobia Taylor?"
I nod, "I am."
The young man stretched his hands out. "You have been served."
"Ugh?" I frowned at him and took the papers that he offered.
"Have a good day, ma'am." he turned and left.
I looked down at the papers and frowned. I shook my head. No, this is not happening.
Valdo saw the look on my face and came towards me. "What's wrong?"
I handed him the papers with tears in my eyes.
"William is filing for custody of Jamaica."
"This is very much a legal document. He has the right to file custody of Jamaica, but he won't get too far." Eric explained. "You're not married to him as thus he's not Jamaica's legal father. His name is not on her certificate; he didn't sign it. Which means you have complete control. For him to move forward, he'll need to do a paternity test to confirm he's the father and you can deny him that test."
I felt a weight being lifted off my shoulder, "I have full control?"
Eric smiled, "Yes, you do."
"What if he got a court petition?" Valdo questioned.
Eric looked at Valdo, "Well, the DNA would have to be done. If he's the father, then he'll have equal rights and responsibilities towards Jamaica as well, and he'd be able to move forward to file for custody."
I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples. "So he still could win the case?" Thinking about William having my baby was giving me a headache. He was only doing this because he lost. Valdo had embarrassed him, and the whole town found out about it in hours.
"He won't. The court would never give a man like him full custody of a child. I still have the video that Marcos sent me. We could always use that against him in court." Using the restaurant video was a good idea to prove that William didn't want Jamaica, but what if it didn't work?
"What if that doesn't work? What if he comes up with some big excuse to why he was behaving that way?" William showed his true colours the day he denied being Jamaica's father. It came off even worst when he chose to embarrass me in the restaurant. He even made his friends gave him a beating just so he could pin it on Valdo. What else was he capable of?
Eric looked at us and said quietly, "I'm telling you this as a friend." he bent closer to us, "There are many other ways we can make sure that he never gets close to Jamaica."
"Like?" If they were other ways to get that psycho far from my child, then I'm taking it.
Eric looked between Valdo and I, "The two of you could get married. Valdo can adopt Jamaica as his own. You wouldn't need William's consent because he technically abandoned her."
Valdo and I looked at each other in silence. It was a great idea, but how did Valdo feel about it? I doubt he wanted to make an eighteen-year-old his wife. Was he even ready to be a father? I knew he wanted me in his future but was he prepared to make such a big commitment to someone he met only a few months ago?
