Got A Free Husband, His Son Was A Bonus のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

~MELISSA~The breeze swept gently through the churchyard, and I felt my hair in its grasp, slow and massaging. It ruffled Melissa’s hair too softly, brushing a few loose strands across her cheek as she stood before me -nervous, fragile, yet heartbreakingly beautiful in her magenta gown as we repeated our wedding vows.I could feel the air like this because we weren’t inside the church.Yes. We brought everything outside. Other guests watched us from inside if they couldn't get out.She’d made that clear with the trembling in her voice, the way her eyes darted toward the dark doorway as if it might swallow her whole. So we stood here - in the open, right at the foot of the church steps where the sunlight could touch her and the open air could breathe for her.The priest hesitated at first, glancing at Patricia, whose face was drawn tight with barely concealed disapproval. But I didn’t care. I only gave him a nod to continue.“Do you, Desmond Steele, take Melissa Brown to be your lawf

~MELISSA~I rolled on my back before sitting up. Desmond was still seated on the edge of the bed. Slowly I pushed myself back till I felt my back on the wall.The broadness of Desmond's back, the curling edges of his hair where it met his nape were the only part of him I saw now."I've been seeing Raymond," I started slowly. How I hated to say that name. "I can't seem to figure out why and how? He is everywhere, in my head, everywhere I look. It's like he's haunting me. I think I'm being haunted by my past.""Since when?""It began about a month ago. Remember the day you took me to the empire?... While I waited for you I got to the hall room and the TV came on showing a show interview Raymond was participating in. Seeing him after what he did to me came as a terrible shock and I don't know, I think I... I had a panic attack, I couldn't breathe for seconds.I felt like I was going to die. So I ran off to get some space and regain my breath. That's when I came across Richard and he cam

~DESMOND~'8:12 PM' I looked down from the clock hanging on my wall. Melissa would be here soon.We drove home together sometimes from work like normal couples did.I liked how real it felt. Maybe one day I'll understand the reason why Richard was always telling me to look at the real side of life and not its fantasies.Finally, the door to the private washroom creaked open, and Claudia emerged. The soft click of her heels echoed in the silence. Her hair was slightly tousled, her blouse half-buttoned, her cleavage peeking through and in her hand she held the empty wine bottle.I sighed inwardly and looked away, pretending to be focused on the papers in front of me. It was her day off. But I needed a hand in the office so I told her to come help. She came through as usual. But this time around, she was drunk. Seemed like she had been in a drinking contest when I called her. She even came with her bottle properly dressed for work. But she ended up not being of any real help. Now I don'

~MELISSA~He smelt of mischief anytime he was around me. That's exactly what he was. This was working- just pretending he didn't exit even though he was so close to me.I folded my hand towards the door, about to knock. Then as if he felt like I was wasting too much time, or being too polite, his hand stretched passed me and he pushed the door open.Great! I walked in.But my steps came to a hooking halt as soon as I did.I didn't see Desmond first. It was the lady. She was over him, at the side of his desk. His hands were light on her shoulders, like he was trying to be careful with how he touched her. I watched his hands slide down to her waist before pushing her off. Gently. It was Claudia, the same girl he introduced to me as his PA.Isn't this interesting? I hated that I was here. Thanks to Richard who had me delayed, perhaps I wouldn't have come to meet this awkward situation. I turned to look at him. He was wearing a pleased mischievous smirk."Melissa!" Desmond called qu

~MELISSA~ The crowd had gone stiff and I could feel all of their heavy eyes on me.Desmond finally succeeded in pulling me through the hallway and into the washroom, shutting the door behind us. The moment the latch clicked, I yanked my wrist free and hurried to the sink.I switched the faucet and once I threw a few drops of water on my face, I looked up at the mirror and my reflection stared right back at me, my ruined makeup, smeared lipstick. I grabbed a handful of tissues and began wiping my skin hard, almost angrily scraping away the traces of her touch.The more I wiped, the hotter my chest felt. My hands were trembling."I'm really sorry about that, Melissa."As if his voice added to my anger, I slammed my hands on the sink top.“You said you’d stay with me,” I muttered, voice tight as I rubbed at my cheek again. “You said you’d be around all night through the party! And then you just left me all to myself in a party that wasn't even my idea in the first place!.”"I told you i