Chapter 3. We’ve Spent the Night Together Last Night

Damian spoke with a faint smile on his face. Reflexively, everyone there was shocked and turned their gaze to Kimberly. Kimberly's face looked slightly pale, especially with everyone staring at her.

Kimberly's throat constricted, her tongue felt tied, her mind went blank instantly—unable to string words together. In her mind, she wondered when she had met Damian? But, wait! She vaguely felt like she had met the handsome figure in front of her before. The man's deep voice and gaze were familiar. What strengthened her memory was Damian's masculine perfume.

As something surfaced in Kimberly's mind, her breathing suddenly became heavy. Her legs felt like jelly, unable to stand upright. Her heart raced so hard it felt like it wanted to jump out of her chest. The woman shook her head, trying to convince herself that what was in her mind was wrong.

No, it's impossible. He's not the one. I must be wrong, Kimberly thought, restless and panicked.

“Kimberly, where did you meet Damian?” Fidelya asked, looking at her daughter-in-law with a gaze that implied curiosity and inquisitiveness.

“Ah, that, I ....” Kimberly paused for a few seconds, thinking about the most appropriate reason. Honestly, the beautiful woman didn't know what to say.

“I met Kimberly by chance on the street. At that time, Kimberly didn't see me. I saw her. I wanted to approach her, but I was in a hurry because I had work to finish.” Damian answered immediately without waiting for Kimberly's answer. His tone was calm and unburdened.

Kimberly swallowed hard, hearing the man's answer.

“Oh, I see.” Fidelya nodded her head in understanding.

“Well then, we better go to the dining room. The servants have prepared food for us.” Rula—Fargo's biological grandmother and Damian's stepmother—spoke, asking everyone to go to the dining room.

“That's right. Now, let's go to the dining room! It's dinner time,” Fidelya added warmly.

Everyone obeyed. Then, they walked towards the dining room. Throughout the journey, Damian kept looking at Kimberly—who had been clinging tightly to Fargo's arm since earlier.

In the dining room, they began to enjoy dinner. Silence stretched across the dining room. No conversation had yet taken place. It's just that Kimberly, since earlier, had been eating with her head slightly bowed—not daring to look at Damian who was in front of her.

“Kimberly, are you and Fargo postponing having children?” Fidelya asked, which immediately made Kimberly choke. Fargo immediately gave his wife water. Kimberly drank it slowly.

“Thank you,” Kimberly said softly, placing the glass containing half the water back in its place.

“Mom, Kimberly and I are still newly married. We haven't thought about children yet. It's still a long way off, Mom,” Fargo replied firmly and emphatically.

“What Fargo said is true. He and Kimberly just got married. Let them enjoy their romantic times first,” added Olsen, Fargo's father, who had been there since earlier, but the middle-aged man didn't like to talk much.

Fidelya sighed softly. “Alright, forgive me for rushing to ask about children. But, honestly, I really hope Fargo and Kimberly don't postpone having children. I really want to hold a grandchild, while I'm not too old yet.”

Kimberly smiled bitterly hearing her mother-in-law's words. Children? How could she and Fargo have children? Until this moment, Fargo had never touched her. Suddenly Kimberly's memory surfaced about last night's incident. Shit! How could she have a one night stand with a stranger. She kept cursing in her heart, regretting her own stupidity.

“Damian, when do you want to get married? You're already 34 years old. Even Fargo, who is only 25 years old, is already married. Why haven't you thought about getting married?” Rula asked, looking at Damian with a warm gaze.

The age difference between Damian and Fargo is only nine years. Fidelya got married at a very young age. No wonder the age difference between Damian and Fargo is not too far apart. Even Damian and Fidelya only have an age difference of nine years. Fidelya is much older than Damian. This is because Rula got married at a young age, even much younger than Fidelya's age when she got married.

“I will get married when I really want to get married,” Damian replied coldly, with a blank expression.

“Hm. Excuse me, I want to go to the toilet for a moment.” Kimberly interrupted, asking permission to go to the toilet.

“Do you want me to accompany you, Kimberly?” Fargo offered, looking at his wife.

“No need. I'll go alone,” Kimberly refused with a friendly smile on her face. As usual, Fargo always acts very kind and romantic in front of many people. However, if at home, the man will return to his original nature of being indifferent and ignoring her.

As Kimberly walked towards the toilet, Damian kept staring at the woman's back as it began to disappear from his sight. A smirk was painted on his lips. The man sipped the wine in his hand, sitting calmly and relaxed as if nothing had happened.

“Excuse me, I want to contact my assistant for a moment.” Damian excused himself as he stood up.

Deston looked at his son. “You, are having dinner, but instead you prioritize your work.”

“Just a moment, I won't be long.” Damian walked away, leaving the magnificent dining room. He ignored the cold and sharp gaze from his father.

***

Kimberly looked in the mirror, regulating her breathing. Honestly, her heart and mind were not at peace. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Since earlier, her husband's step-uncle's gaze had made her feel cornered.

Kimberly turned on the faucet, then washed her face with clean water. The next second, when she was sure her heart and mind had improved, she immediately turned her body, intending to leave the bathroom. But, ....

“Want to run away?” Damian's deep voice immediately made Kimberly's body almost stagger backwards due to her shock. Reflexively, Damian quickly caught Kimberly's body.

“U–Uncle! W–why are you here?” Kimberly pushed Damian's chest so that the man would release his embrace. However, instead of releasing her, the handsome man instead hugged her waist even tighter.

“U–Uncle, l–let me go!” Kimberly tried again to break free from Damian's embrace. Unfortunately, Damian pushed Kimberly's body, slamming her body against the wall. Not only that, he immediately pinned the woman's body, making her unable to move anymore.

“You forgot about last night, hm?” Damian whispered hoarsely in Kimberly's ear.

Kimberly's throat constricted. The woman felt like there was a stone in the middle of her throat. Damian's words successfully made her brain stop thinking. Her breathing began to quicken. Her hands were cold and sweaty with fear.

“W–what happened? I–I don't understand what you mean, Uncle.” Kimberly answered with difficulty.

Damian smiled meaningfully. Then, the man brought his hand, caressing Kimberly's cheek while whispering hoarsely, “How could you run away in the morning after you were satisfied. At least, you should greet the man who spent the night with you, Kim.”

Kimberly's body froze. Her breathing became even more rapid. Damian's words successfully made her blood feel like it stopped flowing. For a few seconds, her memories began to gather. That eye, that voice, and that perfume scent. Three things that Kimberly couldn't forget. Honestly, all the organs in her body weakened. In her heart, the woman tried to dismiss everything that appeared in her brain. But, unfortunately, Damian's words seemed to reveal the facts.

“Y–you ... y–you—”

“Yes, last night we spent the night together. You gave me a new fantasy, Kimberly. Unfortunately, you ran away in the morning. Even though I still wanted to have fun with you longer, Kim.” Damian whispered right in front of Kimberly's lips.

Kimberly shook her head. No, this is impossible! Her heart always rebelled, but everything was clear. The stranger who spent the night with her was Damian Darrel, her husband's step-uncle. For God's sake! Kimberly felt like her heart wanted to stop beating. How could she sleep with her husband's step-uncle. Honestly, she was crazy. Last night alcohol controlled her so much that she didn't even recognize someone.

“L–last night I was drunk. I don't remember anything. Please forget everything. No need to remember it again. What happened last night was an accident. So, there's no need to discuss it. Now, please get away from me. My husband is waiting for me outside.” Kimberly answered Damian's words bravely, while regulating her breathing with difficulty.

Damian pulled the woman's chin, looking intently into her hazel eyes. “Why should I forget, hm? You gave me an extraordinary fantasy. It's a shame I have to forget about last night. Your body is beautiful, Kim. I like your body,” he whispered vulgarly in Kimberly's ear.

“Watch your words! I already have a husband!” Kimberly exclaimed, starting to get emotional.

Damian laughed softly as if mocking Kimberly's words. “Last night you clearly said your husband doesn't care about you. Why do you have to pretend in front of everyone, Kim?”

“I–I was drunk! Don't listen to the words of a drunk person! I love my husband!” Kimberly spat out, denying all the man's words.

Damian smiled mysteriously. He pulled Kimberly's chin even closer, bringing the woman's lips closer to his lips. “Does your husband love you too, hm? If so, why hasn't your husband touched you, Kim? This is the first time I've found a wife who is still a virgin.”