Semua Bab Selfish Desire: A Secret to Unbound.: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Rosa's POV After Lilian left, I had a lot on my mind. How could life turn this way for me? I have passed through a lot. Why me? I was about to leave the lobby when Donald came and sat beside me, “Babe, don't worry, all will be well.” He continued.“I didn't marry you because of children, I married you because I love you.” He smiled and placed his right hand on my right cheek. His eyes darted to my eyes, and he gave me that enigmatic smile, and knowing Donald wouldn't hesitate to be angry at me if he noticed I am still worried over the womb issue. “I want to go to my room.” I exclaimed calmly.“No, you will be with me tonight.” He insisted.“I don't want you to feel lonely in your room.” Donald said, smiling at me.“Alright, I will.” I replied, still looking like I'm carrying a heavy burden on me.Donald lifted me up like a baby and I didn't know when I screamed, stop!He refused and insisted, he kept carrying me to his room. We were almost close to his room when we met one of the

Rosa's POV“Babe, this is not you.” He said calmly, his voice cracking like the first crack of ice on a frozen lake. He stared at me for a long time, he kept quiet, he refused to say anything again. I guess he's anticipating my response. Slowly, he worked towards me and placed his cute palm on the left side of my cheek to dry up my tears. His hands were warm. Our love, our dreams, and our future. I saw all that fading away like ink left too long under the sun because of my womb evacuation. My husband is not a man who is after birthing children. He loves me for who I am, and I love him too. I consoled myself. The fear of telling him I want to go back to Nulec company is all over me. His voice woke me up from my thoughts.“My baby angel.” he echoed, tilting his head from side to side. I felt a knot in my belly. I didn't know when I had a soft smile. Not only that, but I guessed I was carried away with the nickname he gave me. “Baby angel.” “Mine. Preeti, can you talk to me?” The wo

Donald's POV “Who should leave you?” I asked curiously, walking slowly towards her. I could see the way she was tense, the fear in her eyes. What is happening to my beloved wife? I asked myself. “I asked you, Rosa, who should leave you?” She muted, tears uncontrollably dropping from her face. “No one.” She finally responded. I picked a handkerchief and cleaned her face. “Can we discuss something else, please?” She suggested, with a swollen face and trying to stay away from me. “Babe, I'm getting tired of your constant tears.” “I wasn't talking to anyone, I was just ranting.” “You, ranting over what?” “Nothing.” She replied with a calm tone. “Okay, if you say so.” “Where is your phone?” I inquired, I heard her discussing it over the phone. She decided to hide it, “give me that damn phone.” I yelled without control. “Oh, I see. Who is Nana?” my mouth slacked and my eyes widened. “Is not what you think.” She pleaded and gasped for air. I quickly hel

Rosa's POV“Can't you recognize my voice, sweetheart?” My heart trembled.“Who are you?” I pleaded for him to say who he is, but this person only said something awful and dropped the call.“You dear pretend like you don't know me? I am that guy who never gets tired.” He pondered. “I know you, I know about the baby and everything. I will expose you soon”. After listening to him, I got weary, what is the problem with me? Once I'm happy and another time I'm in pain. Who is the guy? I murmured in my mind.The room was silent, Donald coughed out. Then he let out a question calmly, “Babe, who was that?” His eyebrows raised, expecting a reply from me. I couldn't help but stiffen my hair on my nape. My heartbeat racing like it wants to explode. Donald kept waiting, his eyes wide, rounded, with very few blinks, his head was up. I was short of words. I couldn't say anything. All that came to my mind was, I hope this is not my past crawling back to me.“Rosa!” He yelled, “Why are you keeping

Rosa's POVThe atmosphere was so calm, all I heard echoed to my ears was Donald's voice. Despite his pleading, all I could see was my stubbornness crawling in. It is unclear to me why he is asking me a funny question. Who on earth won't be angry over such s·x life? I can't take this anymore, he needs to tell me about his past life. I believe he has a lot he is hiding from me. He stared at me, his eyes uncertain about my facial appearance. “Are you still mad at me?” He inquired, this time his voice laced with concern. "No, I'm not.” I replied with a smile on my face. “That's my baby girl” he whispered, smiling like a little child whom his mother gave a candy to.A few moments later, his phone buzzed. Who could that person be? I asked myself. Donald stretched his hands towards his phone and picked it. His eyes were darting through the phone's screen. He left the room immediately without saying a word to me. I guessed it should be something important, but Donald doesn't hide things from