Semua Bab The Fated Fake Marriage: Bab 71 - Bab 80

The night has been fun, but it’s coming to an end. Ashley, Natasha, and Adrian are dancing and laughing like they have known each other forever. I stand and watch them from my spot near the bar.“You can’t take your eyes off her, can you?” Joshua asks.“Hardly.”“She’s beautiful.”“I know.” I smile as I sip my drink.He watches her for a moment. “It’s a weird feeling, isn’t it?”I nod, knowing that he knows exactly how I’m feeling.He’s obsessed with Natasha and always has been.“How can you be with so many women and feel nothing, only to then meet one woman who makes you feel everything?” I ask.“I don’t know.” He thinks for a moment.“Wait till you have kids one day, mate. Then you’re totally fucked. Your heart doesn’t even beat inside your body anymore. It belongs to them.”I frown. It doesn’t feel like it is now.Ashley turns and sees me, and her face breaks into a broad smile. She wiggles her finger for me to go to her. I down my drink, put my glass on the bar and walk over to ta

She fakes a smile as her eyes drop to Owen and then back up to me, and then back to Owen. Oh damn it. Of all the people to see.“I thought that was you.” She smiles. “What are you doing in this neck of the woods?”“Ah…” I hesitate. “I just dropped the dress from the weekend at the drycleaners.”She smiles as she studies Owen, her calculating eyes rising back up to me. “Yes, that’s where I am heading, too.”“Nice to see you, Margaret,” I lie. I’ve got to get away from this bitch. She gives mother-in-law from hell a whole new meaning.“And who is this?” She smiles down at Owen.I swallow the lump in my throat. “This is Owen.” I hesitate. “My son.”Her mouth drops open as she frowns. “I didn’t realize you had a son.”I fake a smile. “Yes.” I look down at the little angel looking up at me. “I have the best son in the whole world.”Owen beams as he looks between us and swings our linked hands in glee.“How lovely,” she replies falsely.“Nice to see you, Margaret, but I’m in a rush. Sorry.”

“I knew that once you found out that we had a son, I would become your child’s mother and nothing more—the psycho that turned up with your kid.” I scrunch up my face, tears still falling. “I’d no longer be the woman desperately in love with you.”“Don’t you dare,” he shouts as he points at me. “Don’t you fucking dare tell me you love me like this!”“But I do Cameron,” I cry.“Stop messing with my head! He’s not mine, he can’t be. I wore a condom. I was there, remember?”“I know,” I sob. “One of them must have broke. I was on the injection too. I didn’t even find out about him until I was sixteen weeks pregnant.”He frowns, staring at the floor as he listens.“Do you have any idea of the shame I’ve carried for five years? I didn’t even know my child’s father’s name,” I whisper.His eyes rise to meet mine.“I had no way of contacting you. I didn’t know anything about you.” I shake my head. “My parents were distraught that I was pregnant to a man whose name I didn’t even know.”He swallo

She stays silent as she thinks.“I’m so sorry. I got this new boyfriend and I was trying to please him. I made a stupid decision and now he’s left me anyway,” I blurt out.“Oh, Ash.” She sighs. “Why on earth would you let a man dictate your job?”“I don’t know,” I murmur sadly. “Stupidity, I guess.”She thinks for a moment and I close my eyes. I need this job. “Please...” I beg.“Alright, come in on Thursday night for your normal shift.”I smile sadly. “Thank you.”“Hang on a second, please, Ashley.”I frown as I wait on.“Ash, I’ve just checked the roster and we’ve already filled your shift for Thursday night.”“Oh.” I sigh.“Maybe you could be on the door or something?”I bite my bottom lip.“It’s just one night and then you can go back to the bar.”I stay silent.“I really need someone who is flexible, Ashley.”Shit.“Can you help me out on Thursday night or not?” she asks.Fuck, I screw up my face.“Yeah, that’s fine,” I eventually answer.“Great, see you at ten.”I smile. “Thanks

I pick up one of my drinks and put it onto my tray and begin to walk around picking up glasses from the club. The music is loud and the women are sexy. With the warmth of the alcohol in my blood, I start to smile as I walk around and get on with my job.I do like it here.I bend to pick up a glass from a table, but when I glance up, I freeze on the spot.Cameron is standing with a large group of men, a drink and cigar in each hand, laughing loudly and having fun.I stand up as the room begins to spin around me.He’s in the Escape Lounge, roped off section. Holy shit… and he thinks I left.I walk back out the back and throw down my sixth drink as my fury begins to rise.Who the hell does he think he is? He demands I leave this job, yet he’s here to fuck someone else just four days after he left me.I’m here broken hearted and he’s here to orgasm with some random stranger.I’ve never been so furious in my life. I storm back out into the club and I feel a hand on my behind. “Hey, Vivienn