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35: Don’t hurt me
The silence from the other end of the phone annoyed Kelvin. He needed to know what happened to his wife. Sparing one last glance at his beautiful sleeping wife, he reluctantly stepped out of their bedroom.
Leila had been talking in her sleep. The first time since their marriage. Whatever happened with her yesterday triggered the nightmare and he needed to know what or who triggered her. She was excited until he turned.What did she see?A cry from the room had Kelvin running back inside. He rushed to the side of his wife, she struggled in his grasp like she had done last night. Her reaction to his touch hurt him but he knew it wasn’t because of him. It had to be someone else. Someone he must find. He stroked the side of her face and she froze.His lips met her temple in a chaste kiss. “It’s me, Kev.”“Kev.” Her hand reached out for him and Kelvin drew close enough for her to caress his face. His knees hurt from kneeling onRelated chapters
His Contract Wife 36: Do friends kiss?
“How the fuck do you agree to be friends with your husband?” Freya screamed from the other end. Leila chuckled.Sometimes, she wanted to slap her best friend. And this was one of those moments. Telling her friend about the friendship deal with her husband was to convince Freya he was far from gay. Plus, Leila already learned her lesson from her first and only whirlwind romance. Slow but steady always wins the race.“Aren’t you friends with Darren?” Leila bit back.“Yeah, but we were friends before we got married.”Nothing about her marriage with Kelvin was regular so as always, they were doing things their own way and it would work for them. Placing her phone down on the sink, Leila turned on the tap and splashed water on her face. She grinned at herself in the mirror as she dabbed her cheeks with the handkerchief she collected from her naughty husband this morning.Today’s breakfast was the sweetest since thei
His Contract Wife 37: Courtesy of your husband
A chill ran through Leila. The voice was like ice water poured over her. She wrenched the phone from her ear while Charles was still talking and switched it off.How did he get her number?She changed numbers twice because of him. Her palms moistened, she didn’t realise when she scrambled out of her seat. Her hip rammed into a colleague’s desk, Leila didn’t feel nor notice the pain as she came to a stop in front of the air-conditioner.What did he want from her?Sweat formed under her armpits, her eyes stung. She clenched and unclenched her fists. It wasn’t enough that he was one of the sponsors and she had to tolerate him. Leila wanted to cry.“Leila?” Someone snapped a finger in front of her face. “Are you okay?” It was Lily. Leila turned to see the whole office watching her. Some of them pretended to type something on their laptops but only a few continued staring. Leila patted her hair. She was wearing it d
His Contract Wife 38: I want to do more
A small scream escaped Leila when Charles stood. Her chair collapsed to the floor and the sound echoed in the empty restaurant.Where was Amara? Where was her husband?Leila couldn’t count on herself to put a stop to any of Charles’s shenanigans. She held her bag to her chest as if to defend herself. She should have known coming here was a bad idea. Doing her best to remain unaffected by his stance, Leila lowered her handbag and stepped back.“There’s no moving on from me. You love me, Leila.” In the past when she was young and stupid and believed love could change a man. “Remember?”“I’m leaving,” she replied instead.“No. Leila—”She dodged his hand trying to reach for her. Her heart was breaking but she forced a foot in front of the other until his hand dropped to her shoulder from behind. She smelt him before he spoke. Charles smelt like polished wood.“Leila, l
His Contract Wife 39: Delicious
They entered the eatery with Kelvin’s hand on his wife’s lower back. A smell lingered in the air and his nose scrunched when they stepped inside. This place wasn’t his usual style and it was full. Kelvin loved empty places. He had noticed Leila was freer when they were alone because she never had to worry about being seen with him.Leila looked up to him with a smile and all those thoughts fled his mind. If she was okay with this place, he would try to appreciate it. The smell of something strong whiffed past his nose, he glanced at Leila but she didn’t seem to have noticed it. Seeing how cheery she was, he allowed his wife to drag him to a spot.The ceiling of the eatery hung low, if he jumped, he might touch it. There were no seats or couches like what he was used to at the places he dined. The only decorations were the lights on top of the pillars that were on each side of the door.No security either.This place made him unsafe.I
His Contract Wife 40: Next step
Leila jumped out of her seat as soon as the doctor walked into the corridor. She was beside the woman in a second, heart pounding too fast and too hard.“How’s he?” she asked. If anything happened to her husband, she would never forgive herself. “Doctor?”“Mrs McKenna, he’s fine.” Walking in step with the doctor, they meandered through the corridor, past through another door. “His allergies were triggered but he’s fine.” Allergies. Her mind ran wild. Shrimps. Wheat. Peanut. Onions. “Did he eat anything new?”Shit. The soup was prepared with blended onions. How could she forget about her husband’s allergy?“Kind of.” She tightened her arms around Kelvin’s coat. She had taken it off him when the men at the eatery had helped carry him into the car. Even worn it to feel closer to him. “But he’s fine, right?” She needed to know. They stopped at a doo
His Contract Wife 41: Watch your words
Kelvin woke with a mild headache. He tried to push himself into a sitting position and someone rushed to help him. Thinking it was his wife, he slid his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him. He missed her. The events of yesterday were foggy, he could remember asking her to leave but he wasn’t sure she did because someone had come back later to kiss him.The person didn’t speak so he assumed it was his wife keeping quiet to avoid his wrath. He wouldn’t have been angry at her.To be honest, he appreciated the fact she came back. He was getting used to sleeping in the same room with his wife. And with his brain picking up slowly after he ate one of his triggers, he wanted someone he trusted around him. Someone like Leila.“You stayed,” he whispered into her chest. The drugs might have been the reason he said, “Thank you.”One of the things he hated about the drugs given to him after a relapse was how disoriented
His Contract Wife 42: I fucked up
The police, really? What was she thinking when she made those silly threats?Leila hid herself in the bathroom while Kelvin packed up. If he filed for a divorce, she wouldn’t agree. She didn’t want him to leave her. And it wasn’t up to two years yet.She didn’t mean to push him but when he came so close to her, that feeling of helplessness crept over her and she reacted without thinking. For a moment, she thought he was Charles and had imagined him dragging her to the bed and...Why did he have to kiss that lady? Here she had been preparing for their time together and he was there at the clinic getting comfortable with another woman. Was that why he asked her to leave? It was unfair.Leila closed her eyes but the pictures she received earlier played in her mind.Breakfast had come as usual. Then she took her bath, ready to call him to know what time she could visit when her phone pinged with pictures. His shirt was unbuttoned in all t
His Contract Wife 43 || Sister-in-law
It had been one week since Leila saw her husband. Within that week, she could count the number of times she ate on one hand. There were no flowers but breakfast and dinner always came at the appointed time.The fridge was stocked up, she had warned the delivery boy to stop sending food to their apartment. But it was of no use. He had a job and he intended to do it.Her days went by in a blur. She lived out her routine like a zombie. Waking up, going to the office. Bath and repeat. Today was the first time she was doing something outside of the routine. She hoped to get some answers. If not from Kelvin but from Amara.Leila hit the number on the elevator. It was ten minutes past close of work, and most of her colleagues had gone home. The elevator stopped on Kelvin’s floor, she held her bag tighter and made the short walk to his office. Pushing the straps of her handbag up her shoulder, she knocked.The door opened to reveal Amara, instead of letting her ins
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