Chapter 10

CHAPTER 10 *JANELLE* I felt myself awakening from sleep but I didn’t want to get up because I felt so comfortable right now. I slowly opened my eyes, for a moment, I felt the breathing of another person. Hard chest moving upwards and downwards. My eyes dilated. I looked up and saw him staring at me. Donovan. My mind went blank for a moment. I quickly moved away from him and held the quilt to my chest. I wasn’t naked though but I felt really exposed right now. “What are you doing here?!” Donovan rolled his eyes and sat up.”This is my room.” I wanted to refute, but then I recalled what Joan had said. This was indeed his room. I really needed to talk to him about sharing the same room. “Didn't you go to celebrate your girlfriend's birthday? Why and when did you come back?" I got out of bed and stood aside. Yesterday, Joan had said he would not come home. I didn’t even know when he came back and got into this bed. How did even I wake up in his arms? I couldn’t have held onto him, could I? When I thought about how comfortable it had felt, my cheeks heated up. I drooped my head. Donovan started to unbutton his shirt. He glanced at me with a flirtatious look. "Is a girlfriend's birthday more important than the wedding night?" I didn't know what to say. Was he implying he had wanted us to have a real wedding night? But we had a deal. We were not real husband and wife. Maybe he was just joking. My jaw dropped when he took off his shirt. My God. This man was magnificently muscular. I quickly turned my head not wanting to be tempted any more by him. Why would he take off his clothes in front of me?! Since that night that I lost my virginity, I couldn’t find any man attractive, hell, I hated being in close contact with a man. Feeling panicked, I let out"I should…I’ll go now." Then I ran out of the bedroom. ************** *DONOVAN* I grimaced. Why did I find her response to my bare chest cute? I shook my head, not wanting to think any more about her. I untied my belt and went into the bathroom. I needed a shower to full wake me up. ****** After a refreshing shower, I wrapped a brown bathrobe around myself and headed for the closet. I walked to the wardrobe and opened it. When I was about to take out my clothes, I saw a strange bag with a sunflower on it. I paused for a moment. Was it my wife’s bag? Well my fake wife. And there was a flower on it. How could this woman be so childish? Why did she feel free to put her things in my wardrobe? I frowned slightly and put on my clothes. When I put the hanger back, I accidentally knocked off her bag. The zipper was not closed, so everything in the bag was scattered on the floor after it fell down. There were some clothes and daily necessities. I squatted down and was about to pick them up when I found a B-mode Ultrasound testing result. Janelle, female, 21 years old, early pregnancy of eight weeks. What? That woman is pregnant?! I blinked, unable to believe my eyes. It felt as if I had been deceived. *********** *JANELLE* Since I didn’t know which room to go to, I sat on the sofa in the living room. I was still on my pajamas. “Good morning. Did you sleep well last night?" I heard Joan’s voice behind me. I turned to stare at her and she was smiling at me. She obviously knew that Donovan came home early. Was she perhaps thinking we… Oh no! I smiled reluctantly and replied, "I slept well." “Then go freshen up, I’m going to prepare breakfast, is there any specific meal you want?” “I’m fine with anything.”I replied. I really wanted to have a bath and change out of my pajamas. But my clothes were in his bedroom. He should be done now, right? I stood up and walked towards the bedroom. Standing in front of the door, I raised my hand and knocked on the door. No one responded. I knocked again, but there was still no response. I had no way but to open the door. The door was not locked from the inside. I pushed it and the door was opened. The moment, I stepped into the bedroom, it was as if someone pour icy water on my whole body. Donovan sat by the bed, staring coldly at a piece of paper. That piece of paper… My heart sank when I got closer and saw what he was holding, and then I saw the mess on the floor. I felt a sense of humiliation, like my secret was ripped out of me. I rushed forward and grabbed the paper. “Why did you go through my stuff without my permission?! You are violating my privacy!" Donovan sneered. "Your privacy?" He looked rather mean with a bitter smile on his face. "You're pregnant with someone else’s child. You know very well that I do not want this marriage and you also know that the fact that you’re pregnant with another man’s child is enough to break our family’s agreement earlier on yet you still signed the marriage certificate. Now you talk about privacy, I thought you didn’t want this marriage as well? What are you playing at?!”