บททั้งหมดของ Got A Free Husband, His Son Was A Bonus: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

~MELISSA~"Was grandma mad at you, mummy?" Caleb asked as I drove him to school. "The other day."He was talking about Adele. "Did you hear what grandma and I were talking about?""No. You told me never to listen to people's talk unless they get too loud.""Ex-- actly!" Though I wasn't the mum who told him that. "So why do you think she's mad at me?""She looked really, really mad when she talked and you left too quickly."I didn't say anything to that. I didn't know what to say. "Grandma used to really, really, really like you!""She still likes me!" I almost yelled. Damn, he's beginning to really piss me off. But it's not his fault, is it?"Grandma still likes me," I repeated after working on the calmness of my tone. "Mothers never stop liking their kids. Because they always see them as their little babies.""You're gonna keep seeing me as your little baby, right?""Forever," I grinned at him before turning back to face the road. "Grandma was just angry over some little things. We

~MELISSA~Something had sounded suddenly terrific in his tone. I had no idea where Desmond was taking me until the narrow tree-lined road suddenly opened into a quiet clearing surrounded by tall pines. Holding my hand, he led me through the tall bushes on either side until we burst out into a clear lawn.It was a wide field lit by the evening sky as well as diamond-shaped bulbs that lined the spaces. A soft wind moved through the tree branches, making a sound like gentle whispering. The air smelled of clean earth and running water, and somewhere nearby was a large lake that stood beneath- clear and calm with a few yachts floating across.Far behind us, there were stalls lined with drinks, fresh fruits, liquor, beverages, and different barbecue dishes cooking. The people - their voices were soft and distant.I closed my eyes, the wind ruffling my hair and my ears filling with the soft music from an accordion mixed with tambourine being played.I didn’t know when I started laughing, but

~DESMOND~The drive back home was quiet, with Melissa repeatedly humming a tune she had heard at the lake we just left and I caught myself stealing glances at her more times than I should have. I had never heard her sing or hum. I didn't know if her suddenly doing it now was some kind of sign.I kept pretending to check the mirrors or the road ahead, but really, I was looking at her and trying to understand why her words still echoed in my head.'I think we should be friends'Why had it sounded to me like a marriage proposal? I tried not to laugh at myself.Friends.Was that truly all she wanted?Just friends?Well, what did I want with her?I wasn’t even sure. Everything about Melissa confused me. The past, the present, her mind, her thoughts. She was unpredictable. The strange softness she’d shown today, the way she’d laughed and joked with me like she actually forgot everything else for a moment. It was really hard to see her like that.She was now holding two frozen ice creams -

~MELISSA ~Everyone was already seated at the dining table. It occurred to me that I hadn't noticed the festive decorations of the house before. Balloons tied to the chairs, ribbons trailing across the centerpiece, silver dishes arranged neatly.Desmond was already there, sitting quietly next to Mr Steele who was at the head of the table. His eyes lifted the moment I walked in, and for a second, I thought I saw relief flicker across his face. It's almost like how you look at someone when you're glad they're in one piece. I slipped into my seat between him and Caleb, smoothing my dress as I exhaled. And then the surprise arrived.The doors swung open. Claudia announced herself even before we saw her."Hi everyone!" She shrieked with excitement. She walked in, gliding like she owned the air around her. Her olive green dress glittered as she approached -expensive and fitted. Her hair was styled and she was a walking bottle of perfume. It appeared as if I was the only lady who was si

~RICHARD~"Richard!" I heard Patricia's voice from inside. "Who's that?""You were right - There's no one. It's just me!" I roared out before facing the new prisoner in my cell, both of her hands clamped over her mouth."Let me go, please.." The moment she said that, I gripped her arm and pulled her off the wall, dragging her across the corridor, my ears full of her whimpers and please.If she had heard everything Patricia and I just spoke of, then I couldn't let her walk away just like that.I pushed the next door open and threw her into my room, locking the door. "Let me go, please," she pleaded from the wall where I held her."You were listening to Patricia and I.""No. I swear I wasn't," Her fingers shuddered over her mouth. "I was just trying to find the bathroom.""That explains why you were hiding.""No. I'm sorry. I.. I didn't hear anything.""It doesn't matter if you keep lying. Your days in this company are over anyway. Pack your things and get ready to leave. We don't nee