Pregnant and Abandoned but the Billionaire to the Rescue

Nancy had been impatiently waiting for the man. She had allowed herself to hope that she could get lucky when it seemed like her luck had turned against her. Nobody to help, her so-called love had deceived her and made her pregnant and she was stranded with no job in a hell hole not suitable for any human let alone a pregnant woman.

The walls were soaking wet and she had no bed just some think cartons, she had torn and spread on the floor and placed some of her wrappers on it as a makeshift bed, believing it would serve till she got a job and better her housing conditions.

But she had been impatiently waiting for the man. Maybe she could have shown him where she was residing, that would have made him realise just how urgent she needed the job.

No! That may have put him off or insisted on charity and she would not have that.

She was Wella le to cater for herself and not live on charity. She had her pride and dignity to protect.

If the man was not going to fulfill his promise, then she would just have to look for a place to be their housekeeper or cook or any such menial jobs since getting an office job was proving difficult but one thing she would not try again was to take her own life. She owed it to her baby to keep alive and stive to survive because she was a survivor.

She had already got herself ready since morning hoping that the man, what was his name again? Campbell! Yes, Campbell something or the other would come but maybe she had just got her hope up for nothing or maybe it was still too early.

had his own business to take care of too'. How did she expect him to forego his own commitments for her? He

on the only good foot ware she had that was sensible given her delicate condition and stepped out of the house.She walked purposefully, she had glanced at some papers but found no one advertising for a house keeper but she was going to go to the big houses, she found and make enquires.

just banged the door on her

apartments she tried did not bring her better luck than the first except that they spoke a bit politely asking for her cell phone number so they could contact her when there was any

a thing that was long gone. She had had to sell it to feed herself when things

called her anyway except her parents who she was trying her utmost to avoid until she sorted herself out. So, the phone had been sold for less than it was worth. It was one of the gifts Robert had given her and she didn't want to keep it in any case since it reminded her of his betrayal. It was still very fresh

to think that selling the cell phone would help. her get back at Robert and forget him when the perpetual remembrance of the most costly mistake she had ever made was implanted

child who never begged to be conceived

to give them and promised to check back in about a

if she did not have anyone to refer her nor a contact number to give and no postal address as well. It was hopeless. She was

friend to give her a job. Any job. If she had rembered, she would have also asked

might have been