5. A word that burns him

Mirelle's POV   

My heart raced as the room became silent. I peeked at them through half-closed eyes, using all my strength to make sure that my shaking toes stayed rooted on its spot. 

I know that any slight movement will make me stumble out of the cupboard because it isn't even fully closed, and that will spoil all my plans.         

Luckily for me, before my fiancée could stand up to come and check what made the noise, the maid quickly pulled his face to look at her, then she ground into him and teased him by licking the edge of his nose.  

My stomach squeezed in irritation. The maid was a mistress in this game. Not even as naive as she portrayed. 

Surprisingly, he pushed her away, and pointed his finger at her with a serious face. 

"I warned you that what we had ended last night, and it was a mistake. Your life will be on the line if anyone knows about this," He said in a threatening voice. 

“I need to go and meet my fiancée,” He cracked his voice loudly, raising his shoulder in pride as he crawled out of the bed, then he rushed out of the room.

Men! 

Imagine bragging about his partner even though he had bluntly disrespected her on their engagement night. This guy was the greatest clown in history. 

I shut my eyes tightly, breathing out in relief as I leaned my head on the inner part of the cupboard. I stretched my leg out too easily, murmuring, “That was crazy.”

My knee was shivering as I struggled to jump out of the cupboard, but I forced myself even though my bones were burning me. I walked to the entrance of the room, peeping at Lucas, who was now a few metres away. 

I watched him as he knocked and entered my room. 

"I will get back to you," I turned to the maid, giving her a thumbs up. She smiled warmly and nodded. 

So, I rushed to go and meet my promiscuous fiancee. When I reached the front of my door, I hid the phone in my shirt, smoothing my clothes before entering.  

"Oh, you are here already," I fake a widened eye. 

"Yes, I thought you wanted to tell me something," He raised his eyebrows at me. 

"It's nothing. I just wanted you to stay here while I go bathe and dress up for us to go to the hospital. I didn't like the way you were keeping mother company instead of me. I'm your fiance, not her," The lies rolled out of my lips smoothly.

"Oh..." His face fell in disappointment, probably because he wished he had spent more time with the maid. What a horny dog. Ugh. 

I made my way to the dressing room to keep my phone, then picked out the clothes and other things I needed to bathe and dress up. I did not give a damn about the way my fiancée's eyes were roaming over me as I walked around, doing my thing. 

Anyone who saw me would think that I was so relaxed, but deep down, I felt disturbed by the thought of going to St Ledger hospital. 

But there was nothing I could do to escape it. Yes, I do admit that I am scared to see my uncle-in-law again.

Asher's POV

It was a mistake. A sentence that tore through my soul. It struck me harder than the day the court ruled that I would be banned from my home country for ten years. 

Those innocent doe eyes that had squinted in pleasure as she praised me with a trembling voice for hitting the right spot in her were the same eyes that looked straight into mine when she uttered those heart-wrenching words.

Her worthless fiancee was the one who cheated on her, why does she have to pour out her frustration on me? I glared hard at the squeezed part of the bed she had slept in. 

I didn't know that she was the one getting engaged to my nephew. She had really grown. I haven't been into my family issues since last week when I got back. 

Actually, my ban here had been lifted, and I'd been extremely busy operating and catching up with the St Ledger medical empire. After all, I am the heir, and no one dares to come and fight me for that position. 

Since I am an orphan, those so-called family of mine didn't seek my presence until yesterday evening when they called for me to come along to the engagement party. 

My eldest brother, who is Lucas' father, surely invited me so that he could brag about my outstanding success abroad. I willingly came because I also had a secret mission. 

Anyways, I got to know that I was literally one of their weapons, which was that they needed me to carry out surgery for their in-law. It seemed like one of the conditions for these transactional relationship ties. 

I got the hint through my little talk with Mirelle's adoptive father. Yeah, that fellow sounded so desperate to live long, so he spilled out some things he shouldn't have. 

I do suspect him, but that was talk for another day. 

It’s crazy because his health condition got worse at midnight, so they had to rush him to the nearest St Ledger's hospital. 

Yes, I got an emergency notification from the hospital's emergency department at midnight while I was watching Mirelle sleep peacefully after our long session of hot sex, damn. 

I had given them instructions on how to keep him sedated at least till this morning. I didn't know it was her adoptive father though, until this morning when my nephew called and said he wanted to be sure I was the one who would be carrying out the surgery. 

Asshole. 

I told him to come with her for a brief discussion on her father's health condition and the operation process. The loser kept repeating the word. “My fiancee's father,” and “I was the one who rushed him to the hospital.” 

I couldn't help but smirk in satisfaction as I stroked Mirelle's hair this morning while listening to him. Deep down, I was burning with anger because I knew he cheated on her with a freaking maid, and made her try hard to hide her sadness. 

That made me decide to give her the sex that she deserved, and no regret flows in my blood, but she called it a mistake? 

She will repeat that word to my face this morning. I aggressively buttoned up my shirt, ready to move out to the hospital.