Chapter 85 Good Morning Wifey

"So....", Amy started. Her voice was slightly shaky she took a deep breath to calm her nerves. She had not managed to come up with reasonable argument to back up her actions. Zach could guess all of this judging from the tone of her voice.

"Amy?" He gently called out to which she hummed in acknowledgement. "There's so much I want to know and where you are topping the list, but I understand you can't tell me. I won't force you to either. So you can relax."

He was sure she knew how capable he was. But if she chose to not tell him, he would respect that. Only because he didn't want to lose the only means of communication he had with her. He could not risk her disappearing on him again. But he had vowed he would find her.

The day had been long, he spent it with the security IT team digging up information and still came up short. As disappointing as it was, he was still grateful for the huge clue she had unintentionally given him. She was still in New York and that at least narrowed it down to where he would look. He would turn the city upside down if he needed to, just to find her.

"Are you really okay with that? With not knowing?" She was cautious as she asked. She could not help but worry. And true to her feelings, she was right when she heard his exhausted sigh.

"To be honest, I'm not. But that's okay. If it means your safety then that's fine. But you have to promise me something."

"What is it?" She suddenly felt like she could do anything to get rid of the sadness and disappointment in his tone. Her heart thudded wildly from nervousness at this new feeling.

"You have to promise to call me should anything happen. If you need to run, run to me. Promise you'll at least do that."

"Zachery..", she sighed. That's a situation she was currently trying to avoid.

"Please Amy."

'I can't risk losing you again', he wanted to say. She had no idea how much the Ian fiasco had scared him earlier. But she could hear the desperation in his tone. It broke her heart that she was the cause of this. 'Anything to get rid of the sadness...' she thought.

"I promise."

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The very next day, Amy woke up bright and early to get ready for work. The young woman walked out of the bathroom with a bathing towel wrapped around her body.

She had already set out some black slacks, a white button down shirt, a black leather jacket and matching boots. After applying body lotion, she started dressing up. While putting on her slacks, she was stuck on zipping it up. Her belly had grown a little bigger.

She was currently four months pregnant approaching five. She frowned at the thought of other clothes failing to fit her especially around her waist.

"I guess I have to buy those maternity clothes Stella talked about sooner than later", she mumbled while looking at her bump. Her fingers caressed it as she looked at it with clear affection. "And then I have to buy you clothes as well."

With the trouser failing to fit, she opted for a dress that was made out of a stretchy material and wore it with the leather jacket and boots. Her hair was tied in a ponytail and she applied minimal makeup, highlighting her best features which are her high cheekbones and big blue eyes.

She remembered to pack up some snacks in her bag, her laptop disguised as a book, and quickly wolfed down a simple breakfast she could quickly whip up before leaving her place. Her phone chimed as she locked her front door.

***.com: Good morning, wifey.

Her face heated up when she saw that word. She remembered how she dropped her phone when she heard him say it. She was so flustered it took her a while to terminate the connection with shaking hands. Zach took every opportunity to flirt with her. But she needed to respond.

***.com: Who's your wife? Are you sure you got the right person?

Amy gave the house a once-over to ensure nothing that meant to be closed was left open. She threw her keys in her bag and turned to walk over to Stella's. Her eyes were glued to her phone as she walked.

***.com: If the person reading this has a beauty mark right next to their mm-hm-hm, then yes. I have the right person.

She almost dropped her phone again. Zach was just too shameless! But it got her thinking, did she really have a beauty mark right next to her flower? How does he remember that? And of all examples, why use that one? Is he seriously thinking about-

"I'll keep trying." Stella was on the phone as she walked out of the house. She unlocked the doors and the two ladies got in. Stella didn't start the car as she was still on the phone. Amy told Zach they would talk later before she patiently waited for the older woman to finish up with her call.

"Don't worry Alex..... I'm sure... I'll let you know. Give Stacy my hugs and kisses..... Alright, I love you honey... Alright bye." She hung up the phone and put it down before taking in Amy who had a frown on her face. "Sorry about that."

"Is everything okay?" She could not help but ask.

Stella sighed and her eyes turned misty from fresh tears. Amy's frown deepened when she saw this before she reached out a hand towards Stella's to give a comforting pat. Stella run a hand down her face before facing Amy as she suppressed the urge to cry.

"I..... We... We think that", she cleared her throat before swallowing a hard lump. She put a hand over her quivering lip and closed her eyes while taking a deep breath. She opened them again when she felt calm.

"Ian is missing."