บททั้งหมดของ Unspoken Pleasures : บทที่ 191 - บทที่ 200

A knock racked on the door as I was getting ready to leave the house to the hospital where Ryder described where his body was. I glanced at the wall clock, it was almost noon, and I certainly wasn't expecting any visitor.One quick peep through the peephole, my stomach churned violently. Reluctantly, I forced my hand to pull the door open. Travis, my ex boyfriend stared wide eyed at me. Although his feet shuffled, his eyes remained fixated on me."What are you doing here?" My lips blurted out before he was given a chance to utter a word."Your mum said you were on holiday. So I decided to drop by," he raised a package in his hand. I figured it was red wine, my favorite."My mum?" I wrinkled my brows. Maybe, I wasn't following. I knew how my mum adored Travis. She even believed my best friend, Rylee had placed a charm on him to swirl his heart from me. Though, she never indulged me with how much Travis had hurt me, she still believed Travis might return to me 'when his eyes opened'. Th

Friday came.True to Ryder's words, his driver, Holt, came to pick me up in a Maybach. The interior had polished seats to suit its taste, stealing the pressing thought of how Ryder had relayed to his driver to pick me up. As the car neared my family's familiar residence, I could spot Darlene from where she stood, craning her neck. Holt stepped out from behind the steering wheel, circled the car halfway and opened the car.Darlene raced back into the house into the house when she'd noticed who alighted. And the room was cramped up as I entered. "Where's he?" Mum cocked a brow once I was inside. Inhaling sharply, I tried a smile. This would be the most preposterous thing I had ever done. Maybe, I should just come out with the truth. Spill the beans about Ryder, my boyfriend being in the hospital and how very much our love would wake him up.Despite my polished dress and exquite made-up face, I visibly tried to hide my growing fear that Ryder obviously wasn't going to wake up from tha

Let me take you back to the beginning where it all started. Mr. Troy, the magistrate who happened to live next door brought back his estranged wife. The reason they'd been estranged for six years was definitely the least of my worries. I hadn't seen her before, various descriptions from passerbys had me already picturing an image of her. Behind my house was my already structured farm where it had an overview of Troy's massive mansion. Most times, when I skirt my gaze to the windows of the mansion, I would catch a woman's silhouette. She was always massaging her chest _ I could tell it was a woman from the way her breasts were formed. Trying not to be bothered by what became a constant show, I didn't realize that my nonchalant attitude drove her to the edge. I believed Troy's wife sent her Butler over to me. Throwing a vest over my head, I stepped behind the Butler as he led me to the mansion. "Do you know why you're here?" A sweet melodic voice spoke, breaking through my trance

The pure image of Kelsey being raptured in my arms continually plagued me whenever I see her.The first notification of being paid by Mr. Troy alerted me of the fact that I had gone against my principles.But consequences be damned.Why couldn't I stop thinking of her? I didn't touch the money sent to me neither did I visit the Troy on any occasion.Unfortunately I couldn't avoid Mrs Troy for far too long. "You've been avoiding me," she said once I opened the door to meet her standing on my doorstep.Briefly I halted myself when I noticed that I'd sniffed the air in her passing. "We only did it once." She turned around once she had walked in after noting my silence."Once was enough." I muttered, "I had informed your husband about it.""He would have loved to watch us while at it to have evidence that you did it. If one time could make me pregnant, my husband and I wouldn't have come to you." Kelsey relayed, placing herself onto my couch.My knuckles folded. My stomach dropped. "Your

I would call myself a liar if I said I had forgotten all about Kelsey after our businesses were fairly concluded. I traveled down to Havana and I began my life there never bringing myself to touch a dime of what I was paid.Life did had a way with twist, doesn't it?While at a beach resort in Varandero, a boy about four got swallowed up at the sea. He had been swimming at the edge of the sea but unfortunately he got caught up with the waves as he tried to reach for his ball."Please, save my boy. Please!" His mother raced towards me.I had become one of the famous surfer in all of Varandero. Without hesitation, I picked up my surfing board and headed out into the sea.I couldn't explain what I'd felt by the time I rescued the boy, and returned him to his crying mother. The way she cried over him had my heart wrenching into pieces. The way passerbys whispered how the little boy shared a striking resemblance to me had me scoffing to myself."Thank you, thank you so much," the lithe woma