The Last Confessor Season 2 Episode 17

(She’s the last of her kind….)

By: Kebby NG

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Jeffery looked around his new house, it was still a surprise to him and he still haven’t gotten over the shock after Roseline took him to a beautiful bungalow saying it’s theirs.

He was speechless and he didn’t even know what to say.
“I know you’re shocked. My parents accepted me back – as their daughter and they gave us this house as our wedding gift. As their first and only daughter, they want the best for me and they wouldn’t want to watch me suffer.

So, this is it.” Roseline explained with a small smile as she stared at Jeffery who was still bedazzled by the beauty and every single decorations of the house.
It looked like paradise.
Apart from living in the palace, he hasn’t really lived in a really fancy and beautiful place like this house that was already his.

“And Jeff.” Roseline called calmly.
“Huh?” Jeffery turned to stare at her, giving her his full attention.
“I have a confession to make.” She sighed and twitched her lips.
“Okay?” He sounded so curious.

“I ain’t pregnant – I wasn’t pregnant. I had gone for a termination but I was told that I wasn’t pregnant. I’m sorry.” She sighed lowly and stared at her feet. She couldn’t even stare at him because she was scared and uncertain of how his reaction would be towards her.

He has every right to be angry. But part of her doesn’t want that.
“It’s fine.” Jeffery shrugged like it’s nothing – but it was something.
This last few days, Roseline had really changed and he found out that he liked her – very much. If she wasn’t pregnant, there’s nothing he could do. Perhaps, they would be able to make a baby when the time comes.

“You aren’t angry at me? I expect you to be yelling at me right now and burning with rage that I lied and deceived you.” Roseline said truthfully.
“It’s fine, really.” He nodded his head with a small smile.

“And Jeffery, I want to give us a chance. Little step at a time, we can start off as cool friends.” Roseline bit her lower lip shyly. She didn’t think she’d ever blush this hard like a schoolgirl in front of Jeffery whom she hated – or who she thought she hated.
“Thank you Rose. I’ll try to be the best, if not perfect. Thank you.” Jeffery said with a wide smile and hugged her affectionately and she did hug him back.

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Isabelle suddenly started to perspire despite the cool breeze of the night. Her heart was thumping really fast and she felt so nervous.

“Answer me Isabelle!” The king thundered. She shivered more. Her mouth parted to say something but they close back because she was speechless.

How the hell the king know?
Choice didn’t tell him, did she?

“The healer told me. He had to run some tests on you and he found out that you were pregnant. So, tell me Isabelle, who’s responsible?” The king asked gruffly

Why would he ask her such a question when he’s been the only one down her legs?
He even deflowered her and yet, he was asking her who was responsible? Did he think she’s been sleeping around?

“Why would you ask me such a question! You took my virginity! You’ve had countless sex with me! You’ve been the only in between my legs and no man has ever seen my nudity except you. You’ve had countless sex with me and you didn’t use protection and I didn’t take an after sex pill too. You’re the father of my baby.” Isabelle bursted into tears.

She didn’t even know what gave her the guts to yell at the king but she just couldn’t hold herself.
She was already in tears and she was nervous too. What would be the king’s reaction?

She avoided his gaze because she couldn’t bring herself to stare at him.
“Huh? Are you saying the truth?” The king asked calmly.

“Yes. You’re the father of my baby. I’ve never had sex with anyone except you.” She cried even harder.

“Shush!” The king surprised her by pulling her into a warm hug, patting her long fallen hair.

“Stop crying okay? It’s not good for your health.” He cooed calmly.
Isabelle thought she was hallucinating because it was too good to be true. She never expected the king to react this way.

She didn’t even know how he will react.
“I’m sorry okay? I just wanted to be sure I was responsible. I wasn’t gonna deny it.” He replied calmly, pulling gently away from the hug.

He wiped her tears and stroked her hair affectionately.

“I’ll take responsibility for it okay? I’ll try my best to give you all the support you need.” The king said, surprising her the more and leaving her speechless.

Isabelle just nodded her head and grinned.

“My king.” She called lowly. She looked so vulnerable and innocent.
“Huh?” He answered and stopped stroking her hair.
“I want you to feed me apples and carry me like a baby for an hour.”

“What!”

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“You really lack manners you know?” The king said lowly, glaring at princess Debby.
She was standing before him with her head bowed.

“You couldn’t even apologize even after you uttered such downgrading words to Isabelle. You even went ahead to push her down the stairs.

Did your parents not teach you morals? You lack moral upbringing.” The king further said and sat on his bed.

Princess Debby twitched her lips and she was almost forced to roll her eyes.

“I’m sorry.” She said like she was forced to say it.

“You know what? Arrange your belongings, you wouldn’t be needed here again. I’ll send a letter to your uncle, king Smith and you’ll be returning to your kingdom tomorrow.

My carriage would take you and your personal maid. You’re not qualified in any way to be the future queen and my future bride.” The king said, like it was nothing.

“My king…” Princess Debby was shocked to get bone. Was the king really sending her away? She hasn’t even spent a week in the palace and she was already told you leave?

Oh God! What exactly was she going to tell her uncle?
Her disappointed will be be towards her.

“You can leave.” The king dismissed her.

With shame and guilt, princess Debby bowed and left.

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The king had really fed Isabelle with four apples and carried her like a baby : in s bridal style until his back was starting to hurt.
She really weighted a lot coupled with the fact that she was having another life growing inside of her.
She had added some weight too – he had noticed too.

He felt sincerely happy that he was going to have a child, it doesn’t matter if it was from someone that was supposed to be his enemy.
He doesn’t hates her and he has finally come to accept the fact.
He would do anything to protect her and her unborn child.

Now, they mean a lot to him.

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Prince Kalen had to back off with the plans he had intended to carry out on Isabelle the moment he knew she was already pregnant for the king.
He wouldn’t want to get himself killed by hurting Isabelle, who clearly now looked like the king’s woman.

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Isabelle could hardly recognize herself after the maids were done with her makeup.
She was going to a royal party with the king and she wasn’t going as a slave.

The king had ordered for a beautiful and we’ll designed gown for her and her hair to be braided beautifully.
Even without the makeup, she still looked really pretty but she had to wear a little makeup to compliment the gown and her beautifully styled hair.

This past few weeks had been the best days of her life. The king treats her very well and the royal council and the royal family already knew she was pregnant but she doesn’t know yet on their intake in the matter.
But she cared less, in ad much as the king accepts the baby, she’s fine with it.

But then, there’s only one thing troubling her.
She wants the Rada’han to be taken off her buy what she doesn’t know is if the king would remove it off from her neck.

She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard bewildered gasped.
“Wow! You look really beautiful Isabelle. You look like a queen.” A maid praised. Isabelle blushed lightly and smiled.
“Thank you.”

She stared down at her baby bump and caressed it gently. Her baby bump was already visible and surprisingly, it was a little too big for a five months old pregnancy.

She sighed and smiled.
Time to start going, the king would probably be probably be waiting for her. Due to her condition, she had to wear a sandal but it still looked good with the gown.

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“I want to use the bathroom.” Isabelle whispered to the king.
They were already in the party and the king was busy attending to some other people she didn’t know.
At first, the kings were really surprised to see her dressed, not in a slave uniform but in a beautiful ball gown that even made her baby bump more visible.

Their eyes were practically eye f*cking her but the king gaze told them to back off and they obeyed because they wouldn’t want to get on the bad with king Ceasar.

“Alright. Just walk through the hallway, turn by your left and you’d see the bathroom.” King Ceasar answered.

She nodded her head and slowly walked away.

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“No! Let me go! Let me f*cking go please!” Isabelle stood rooted at her spot as she heard the female voice cry out.

That voice…
She would never forget it in a hurry, not even in her dream or when she’s asleep.
A voice that she had wished to hear for months now.

“Tabitha?”

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TBC………….😍💋💖

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