Got A Free Husband, His Son Was A Bonus のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

~DESMOND~Once I saw her face go like that, the air left me. I let my head fall into my palms. Then I pushed my plate of salad forward. Anna snatched the phone from where Patricia had dropped it and peered at the screen, curiosity making her lean in.Her expression twisted, then hardened. “What the hell?” she murmured, then louder, half-laughing, half-hysteric: “What the hell is this, Des?” She clapped a hand over her mouth and giggled in disbelief. She was enjoying all of this, no doubt.“You’re right, Desmond. Explain that!” Patricia was now on her feet, hands flying to her hips.“What do you want me to tell you?” I asked, keeping my voice level.“Who is that?” Anna demanded.“Melissa,” I said, meeting Patricia's glare.“Is it just me, or does she look exactly like - you know?” Anna’s words trailed into the accusatory space between us.“Exactly,” Patricia snapped. “I think you should explain. Or is it the same person? I’m sure I watched Isabella get buried.”“She's not Isabella.” M

~MELISSA~ The silence stretched long between us in the car as the giant gates slid open. We rolled down the stone-paved driveway, the sound of Caleb's video game loud from the back seat.The villa was filled with mansions. It looked like something out of a royal documentary. Old world charm, glass walls that reflected the sun, and a stillness that warned you this was no place for mistakes.What exactly have I brought myself into this time? Well, Desmond said it'll be fine.Caleb ran ahead of us inside once the butler opened the door.We followed him up to the parlour.The first person that caught my eyes - I didn’t need to be told before I knew she was Desmond’s mum. It was written all over her - her presence, her make-up, her dressing, her weird large colorful bangles and gold rings. She was busy watching whatever it was Caleb was showing her from his iPad, pretending to be impressed for his sake.Mr. Steele was seated with his face in the newspaper he held, his eyes fixed in a bi

As Desmond led me up the stairs, I couldn’t help the swirl of curiosity tightening in my chest. I still wasn't comfortable holding his hand yet but he didn't mind. All I just did was follow his lead.I had a feeling I already knew about where we were going. The chamber. The same one room he’d forbidden me from entering. I don't know if I still care about seeing it. What could be there that would move me?Well, we reached the long corridor and passed the bookshelf and he didn’t stop. My made-up smile faltered.If he wasn't taking me to see his secret room, then what?I followed silently. And finally, he stopped before a door to my room. Turning the handle, he pushed it open with a quiet motion and looked over his shoulder.“Go in,” he said simply.I hesitated, my brows pulling together. But I stepped forward anyway."Desmond, what is it?" I can't hide my curiosity anymore."Just go in and you'll see.""Hhhhh," I breathed, taking over the handle from him. "Okay."I pushed it open and

~MELISSA~“Melissa.”Desmond’s voice whispered over my shoulder, and I turned to meet his eyes.“Excuse me, please,” I smiled at the men I had been speaking with, then faced Desmond.“Can we go now?” I asked, seeing how easy he was.“Hey, um…” he murmured, his eyes lowered. He looked... worried. “I gotta leave, Melissa.”“Let’s go, then.” I said quickly, hoping it wasn’t what I was thinking.“Umm, I’m going alone, actually.” I thought right. “Something urgent came up.”“What? You want to leave me alone with them?” I sounded more helpless than I intended.“I won’t be long.” He reached for my shoulders, gripping them comfortingly. His voice was calm, as if he could sense my panic. “Okay?”He turned to leave. “I’m calling Sarah right now. She’s coming to drive you home once you’re done here.”His voice faded across the exit.And who is Sarah?An hour later, I was waiting in Desmond’s office. I've been here for almost twenty minutes, trying to keep myself busy flipping through the reports

"You still can't help but crave my warmth, can you?" Raymond's whisper reached my ear and I turned to find his arm still crossed around me, mine around him."You asked to come in," I mumbled back defensively, my voice rough and my eyes barely opened."You could have said no. But you never did. You can't. That's why I have what I have and you have nothing.""That's not true," My voice lowered."How did you like seeing me yesterday?"I didn't say anything. I just shut my eyes trying hard to fight his image out of my head. But I couldn't. He was still here, realer than he ever was. Closer to me than he ever was."You did, huh?" His hand squeezed at my arm. "You wouldn't last here. I know it and you know it. You'll soon be running back to me.""No!" I pushed him off and felt my head slip down the pillow. My eyes flashed open at once. I woke up to find the bed empty. Raymond wasn't here with me. Just the faint indent where Caleb had slept was already gone, his warmth replaced by the cool