All Chapters of Got A Free Husband, His Son Was A Bonus: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

A mistake.That’s all it really was to her, wasn’t it?Don’t be stupid, Desmond - that’s exactly what it is.Were you really foolish enough to think she’d suddenly change how she saw you just because of one night? One unplanned night at that?“Yeah,” I scoffed. “A stupid mistake.” I scratched the back of my head after saying that.“Goodnight,” she said before walking her way completely up the stairs.The moment she went out of sight, I kicked the chair, breathing fast like a charged bull.“You really are stupid, Desmond.” I squeezed the bridge of my nose between my fingers.I thought that if I slept on it- if I forced myself to forget it, my mind would clear by morning.But when I opened my eyes, she was there again. As if she had followed me into sleep and still awoke with me.And seeing her once I stepped out of my room didn’t help matters either.She’d been making sure we had breakfast together, dinner too. A kind gesture on her part. I wanted to skip breakfast to stay far from her,

~MELISSA~"Anna, tell them what happened," Patricia urged.Anna let out a sigh before opening her mouth. "I was driving back from school. When I got to the countryside path, a crazy truck came overtaking out of nowhere and slammed into my car, flipping it over entirely. My leg got trapped between the pedals while I hung upside down. I tried to reach my phone, but I couldn’t..."I wasn’t particularly interested in hearing Anna talk about the accident again. Even she seemed bored of telling the same story over and over.But Raymond -he stood calm and quiet, his smile gentle and humble. This wasn’t a coincidence. He was here for a reason, and I knew it wasn’t only because I turned down his company. He was here because of no one else but me. My chest tightened to the thought.I took a slow breath and turned back to Anna."...he stopped and ran to me," she continued. "Pulled me out at once. It was difficult, but he didn’t stop trying. He took me to the hospital before I could call Mother.

~MELISSA~The next morning, I was still lying in my bed when Desmond knocked."Come in," I said, sitting up on my lower back, the sheet pulled up from my waist downwards. He pushed the door open but didn’t step in, his hand resting on the rim of the door."Hi," he murmured, voice low and slow like he had barely slept. "Good morning." I hadn't really slept much either."I aaa… I gotta travel."Is he running away now? "Business trip?""Yeah. Something of the sort."I could tell he didn’t want to explain. Or maybe he didn’t know how to talk to me after last night."When will you be back?" I asked coldly and dry. At least, it meant I still cared to know."Tomorrow night. Or the morning after it.""Okay…"He nodded once, quick and stiff, then stepped back. "See ya!"I watched the door close slowly, the clicking sound echoing."Desmond," Almost immediately, I hurried down from the bed and ran toward the door, but just as I reached it, my hand froze above the knob. Maybe I had been too h

MELISSAI stood back leaning on the railing as I watched Caleb carefully opening up the gift Dylan brought for him.Dylan was still sitting there watching him, joy and expectation in his gaze.I couldn't stop thinking about what he said. I knew it - Adele wasn't wrong all along. At least, not entirely. She had something to fight for. And Desmond was aware of it all this while and kept trying to push Adele away. No wonder he kept warning me not to associate with her. Or maybe he still had a reasonable explanation for this whole thing? I surely had to ask him first."Mummy, look!" Caleb screamed, pointing a colourful object to me. "Look what granddad got me!""That's amazing!" I smiled without even knowing what it was he was pointing to me. It had the shape of a rubber gun but I couldn't really tell. "Thank you, Dylan," I said and he nodded up to me.I turned around and walked back up the hall, getting deeper into my thoughts with each step I took.When I reached the shelf, I stood bef

~MELISSA~Desmond and I were always fighting. Too much for fake couples. But this fight around, things hadn't gone back to normal as quickly as it usually did and I was disturbed. I couldn't believe it and I was confused as to why it bothered me so much.We talked and ate together, he even dared me this morning to make jalapeno poppers!But the jokes had lessened and maybe I was the one who should clear things up. He'd been trying and initiating all of the talks so I realized it was left to me. I wasn't angry with him any longer - at least, so I believed. And he apologized. So what was it? Maybe I hadn't forgiven him yet as I believed I had. Or..I was still very much disturbed by what Dylan told me. I took a deep breath as I pulled open the kitchen cabinet, my eyes searching through the provisions.Don't be foolish, Melissa - between Dylan and Desmond, whom should you trust most?I couldn't be stupid enough to take the words of the Harrison's. "Just mind your business and do what