All Chapters of Got A Free Husband, His Son Was A Bonus: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

~MELISSA~As soon as Sarah said that, I rushed into the living room with her close behind me.Standing in front of the large tv screen, I could see Desmond unmistakably a few inches to the floor with.... was that Raymond beneath him?His fist caught in the air mid-swing just inches from Raymond’s face. A crowd circled them. Phones were raised. Flashing lights blurred in the background.And as if Sarah read the questions on my mind then, she grabbed the remote and clicked on the play button causing the screen to come to life.It was Desmond and it was Raymond.Desmond’s punch landed on Raymond's face and he staggered back from the impact. Their gasps filled the audio and the camera shook as whoever recorded it tried to get closer. Then the sound of sirens wailed beneath all of the noise.I lifted a trembling hand to cover my mouth and gazed on, my eyes widening. “No…” At that moment I knew exactly the reason why they were together there.My eyes dropped to the bottom screen and in bold

~MELISSA~"Desmond..." After I whispered his name, I couldn't find any more words to say. He lowered his eyes, not in shame but anger and maybe disappointment then took a step forward - my clue to step out of the way. As I did, I watched him walk through into the room.“Are you okay?” I asked, already crossing toward him.He gave a small shrug and spread his arms slightly. “Well, as you can see,” he said smoothly, a trace of nonchalance in his tone. He did appear fine but I knew he wasn't.He had a red cut at the button of his lower lip and a little reddened cheek bone but he did look as if the cops had treated him to an honor dinner at the station.Before I could say anything else, Anna came rushing down the stairs.“Desmond!” she squealed, relief written all over her face. “You’re finally back!”"Yep," He shrugged, only lifting a hand in a brief wave."Are you alright? I was a little impressed by the swings back there. I just don't appreciate them on Raymond. What happened between

~DESMOND~Patricia was going to summon Raymond.I already knew that.The only reason she hadn’t yet was because she was having a lot on her table. Her company was going through an exhibition point and she needed to travel more often. If she wasn't doing that, she was tending to father. It was good that something was finally keeping her off other's businesses for the time being.She needed to hear from Raymond since I refused to tell her clearly why we had fought.And I refused because Melissa begged me not to.“Please,” she had said that night. “Not now. Not with everything else going on.”Telling them the truth would drag up her history with Raymond. It would force questions about how close they had been. Patricia would definitely be furious and most of all, Raymond's real identity as an attempted murderer would surface. He'd have to leave in that case. But it would also make my marriage to Melissa look… complicated. Like some twisted triangle that never fully connected. And our marr

~MELISSA~I was hesitant about telling Desmond what Raymond did at the beach. The person I had intended on telling the full story was Richard. Yes. Richard.I didn't want to tell Desmond because I felt guilty. Because I was afraid he would not understand and he would look at me differently and judge me. Afraid he would see weakness where I had always tried to show strength. Afraid he would somehow blame me… and then blame himself.The thought had followed me into my office the next morning. I swivelled slowly in my leather chair, the soft creak loud in the silence. Mellowing to the privacy of my office.After reaching home from the beach that night, I had wanted to drive to the villa the next day and tell him what Raymond had done.Because I still remembered when he told me he was ready to take proper revenge on the people who had wronged me. The way his jaw tightened. The way his voice dropped with his usual sweet mischief, I knew he meant it.“All you have to do is say the word,”

~MELISSA~“Melissa… your condition was never permanent infertility.” She said from behind her desk.I leaned forward. “What?”“Chances of conception were low of course. Ovulation can be irregular, sometimes absent for long periods. But that does not mean impossible.” She paused. “Your hormone panel shows that your levels recently stabilized. That can happen with reduced stress, lifestyle changes… even emotional shifts.”My breathing grew shallow and my hands wrapped together.“So I can conceive?”“You already have.”The words echoed down my skull and she continued.“But I'll remind you that your chances were low, yes. But conception depends on timing and hormonal shift and partner particularly. A lot of women with it end up changing spouses a lot or looking for the perfect sperm donors and it was always very difficult to find one. Even when they did, they still had other problems with either stress or unbalanced hormones. In your case, everything aligned all at once. That makes you…