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The Secret Pregnancy
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Opula and Kate were having a nice time at the poolside, and whenever they gathered at such a time, the two names that never left her mouth were Brian and my name. She regretted it all now; she wished she hadn’t contracted me for this marriage.“I thought she was naïve and timid the very first day I met her,” Opula said to Kate, who was busy popping wine, “I never knew this poor Melissa wasn’t actually poor in mind. Today she is being problematic …”Kate shrugged, “You hired a beast and forgot to tame its fire. That rotten kitten is going to be our endless nightmare if we don’t act fast. I don’t need to remind you of the wings she has grown.”Opula caught sight of Fanny and I driving out in the Rolls-Royce, and she clenched her jaw and said, “Father is not even helping issues. But I know the problem with him. My husband mentioned it to me the other days and I doubted him. But right now I am beginning to believe him.”Kate’s face scowled in anxiety as she asked, “What could that be? Gis
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Salsa was out of the villa to meet with Rod after she got a phone call from him. When I thought Rod’s visit was just going to happen once, it suddenly became a habit which might not stop soon.Salsa was all smiles once she got on Rod’s private jet, and she brought out some flasks of food. “I made you some intercontinental dishes which you will like. You can’t find it anywhere around,” she said and placed the food flask in front of him.Rod shot a delightsome smile at the food flask before sighing and asking, “How is my sweetheart, Melissa?Salsa forced a smile after corking her eyebrow. Although she was too thrilled about the day to let anyone offend her, she couldn’t stand Rod snubbing her just to ask her about me.She took a few steps towards Rod, and she was so close now that her warm breath burnt his nose, “Red tie doesn’t fit this sleeve shirt,” she said as she stretched the collar of his sleeves and the edge of his tuxedo. “Next time you could wear a black tie. You are too hands
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I was having a wash in the bathroom when I overheard the creaking of doors. I wouldn’t have perceived who it was if I hadn’t heard the shrilling of china at my dining table; it was obvious Salsa had come to serve me breakfast.“Once you are done, don’t leave, Salsa. I want to have a word with you,” I said right from the Jacuzzi.“Okay, ma’am,” she replied, tone stiffened and easily quenching without much echoing. She knew I was pissed off and my groaning tone which hummed Brian’s favorite song could show it.It was when I stepped out of the bathroom that I saw Salsa had quite a couple of stuff in her hand; I could see a sizable box, a stylish Italian gown, a piece of paper.“Without telling me to wait behind, I would have waited,” Salsa said, all smiles a she placed them on my bed, “You will like them. Rod is out to shower you with priceless gifts. This is an Italian gown worth two million dollars, this is a check for five million dollars and this is a beautiful pearl…”My face thicke
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Salsa was standing idly; despair crowding in and humiliation hung over her. Opula, Kate and Fanny surrounded her. Earlier the next day, Kate had given Salsa a sack letter, which Salsa presented to Fanny.When everyone saw the fallen countenance on Fanny this morning, they knew he was going to blow hot at his Kate.But then Fanny had nullified the sack letter and invited the girls, “Why would you sack my chief chef? Do you realize Salsa has rendered a selfless service to this family? She has come a long way with us that the only thing that remains is to bear our surname.”Kate fumed at Salsa and pointed at her, “Did you report me to my father?” she queried her and turned to Fanny to say, “Father, Salsa has overstayed her welcome as the chief chef. It is time for her to leave. We are going to hire another chief chef who is respectful and loyal…”Salsa broke down in tears and couldn’t raise her gaze at her accusers.Fanny queried Kate, “What the hell did she do to have warranted a sack?
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Once the Lamborghini halted, Rod furiously opened the door and alighted as lightning struck through the sky. His face was filled with thunder and brimstone. He had handy the gift items which I rejected. Snubbing the servants that greeted Rod was an understatement; he almost hit some of them that got in his way.He almost bumped into some of them, and he didn’t stop rolling his eyes at those that murmured about his anger. The fact was that the son of a billionaire was furious and prancing like a bull to confront his father .When he barged into the penthouse, he met his father, addressing a few of his domestic servants about what to do at his new site.“Everyone leave now. I want to have a word with my father!” Rod commanded through clenched teeth.And promptly under the sound of his voice the servants took a walk, leaving father and son.“What the hell was that, son?” Mr. Benson groaned as he gaped at Rod, who was fuming with despair and scorn. The task of getting an eligible wife was
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Indigenes of Rio Hondo often referred to me as the poorest, ragged girl, but I could barely fight anyone over it or prove them wrong in any pragmatic way because, literally, I was poor.My poor father died when I was six. Mother said he died mysteriously, but whenever she mentioned that I often understood her empathy, after she must have elaborated, he died out of the depression of poverty. With nothing to fall back on, we relocated to our grandpa’s house to perch with him. Not that he was richer, but he was poorer. Daily we clung to the jaw of hunger and wants, since the meager vegetable garden he groomed could barely sprout enough produce, let alone make it to the market.Grandpa died and opened the door of intense lack for us as we looked forward to joining him soon. Inheriting a poorly grooved vegetable garden and a fragile, roofless, thatched, cane house, we waited for the hands of death to pay us homage soon.It didn’t stop us from going to the market anyway. While others sold th
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On this day, mom was in her garden harvesting some bunches of flower which had posed as weed to her vegetables, when a Ferrari sped and halted at her compound.She never expected a visitor and since she wasn’t expecting any, she busied herself with the weeding and didn’t consider checking who it was.“My mother-in-law! Where are you? I am here!” a voice called and my mom raised her gaze from the ground. Suddenly, she had familiarized herself with such name because she was certain I would get married to Rod Benson, whether I like it or not.And emphatically, no one called her by this name except Rod Benson. When she raised her gaze she saw a young man in a T-shirt and jeans, having dark shades on his eyes, with luxury hanging around him.Indeed, mom was aging; she couldn’t recognize who it was until Rod took off his dark shades and lit his face with a smile.“Rod Benson,” mom called, and tossed her hoe to the ground before dusting her hand on her wrapper to go forth to him. “My son-in-
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Once the Lamborghini halted, Rod furiously opened the door and alighted as lightning struck through the sky. His face was filled with thunder and brimstone. He had handy the gift items which I rejected. Snubbing the servants that greeted Rod was an understatement; he almost hit some of them that got in his way.He almost bumped into some of them, and he didn’t stop rolling his eyes at those that murmured about his anger. The fact was that the son of a billionaire was furious and prancing like a bull to confront his father .When he barged into the penthouse, he met his father, addressing a few of his domestic servants about what to do at his new site.“Everyone leave now. I want to have a word with my father!” Rod commanded through clenched teeth.And promptly under the sound of his voice the servants took a walk, leaving father and son.“What the hell was that, son?” Mr. Benson groaned as he gaped at Rod, who was fuming with despair and scorn. The task of getting an eligible wife was
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Salsa was standing idly; despair crowding in and humiliation hung over her. Opula, Kate and Fanny surrounded her. Earlier the next day, Kate had given Salsa a sack letter, which Salsa presented to Fanny.When everyone saw the fallen countenance on Fanny this morning, they knew he was going to blow hot at his Kate.But then Fanny had nullified the sack letter and invited the girls, “Why would you sack my chief chef? Do you realize Salsa has rendered a selfless service to this family? She has come a long way with us that the only thing that remains is to bear our surname.”Kate fumed at Salsa and pointed at her, “Did you report me to my father?” she queried her and turned to Fanny to say, “Father, Salsa has overstayed her welcome as the chief chef. It is time for her to leave. We are going to hire another chief chef who is respectful and loyal…”Salsa broke down in tears and couldn’t raise her gaze at her accusers.Fanny queried Kate, “What the hell did she do to have warranted a sack?
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I was having a wash in the bathroom when I overheard the creaking of doors. I wouldn’t have perceived who it was if I hadn’t heard the shrilling of china at my dining table; it was obvious Salsa had come to serve me breakfast.“Once you are done, don’t leave, Salsa. I want to have a word with you,” I said right from the Jacuzzi.“Okay, ma’am,” she replied, tone stiffened and easily quenching without much echoing. She knew I was pissed off and my groaning tone which hummed Brian’s favorite song could show it.It was when I stepped out of the bathroom that I saw Salsa had quite a couple of stuff in her hand; I could see a sizable box, a stylish Italian gown, a piece of paper.“Without telling me to wait behind, I would have waited,” Salsa said, all smiles a she placed them on my bed, “You will like them. Rod is out to shower you with priceless gifts. This is an Italian gown worth two million dollars, this is a check for five million dollars and this is a beautiful pearl…”My face thicke
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Salsa was out of the villa to meet with Rod after she got a phone call from him. When I thought Rod’s visit was just going to happen once, it suddenly became a habit which might not stop soon.Salsa was all smiles once she got on Rod’s private jet, and she brought out some flasks of food. “I made you some intercontinental dishes which you will like. You can’t find it anywhere around,” she said and placed the food flask in front of him.Rod shot a delightsome smile at the food flask before sighing and asking, “How is my sweetheart, Melissa?Salsa forced a smile after corking her eyebrow. Although she was too thrilled about the day to let anyone offend her, she couldn’t stand Rod snubbing her just to ask her about me.She took a few steps towards Rod, and she was so close now that her warm breath burnt his nose, “Red tie doesn’t fit this sleeve shirt,” she said as she stretched the collar of his sleeves and the edge of his tuxedo. “Next time you could wear a black tie. You are too hands
A Contract Marriage With The Billionaire’s Mad Son My Pregnancy My Power
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Standing before the microphone, with the earpods tightly worn on my ears often reminded me of Brian. The last place I saw him before slumping into a coma was his studio, where he sang his favorite song.As I stood before the microphone to sing a little, nothing else sounded from me than a sobbing tone. To say I had missed Brian was an understatement. I saw him virtually in everything I did.And right about now, I could see him standing over there just behind the glass door, smiling cheek to cheek and hearing me sing his favorite song.But it was only imagination. Imaginations had ways of playing chase with our emotions, and I was only a victim. I couldn’t continue with the singing practice.I had broken down in tears several times and wasted precious time reminiscing about Brian and what our marriage would look like if he were around. I knew if he were here all these fights and quarrels wouldn’t have happened because he would have assumed his rightful position as the heir to the Fanny
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In the heat of the quarrel, the doctor invited the security, who bundled Opula and Kate away. And because Fanny breached the policy guarding noise making at the emergency ward, the doctor was forced to ask Fanny and Eva to leave immediately.The doctor wasn’t going easy with me either. Although he scolded me, he gave me some pieces of advice which I found unnecessary and useless.A wave of anger rolled over the doctor as he asked, “Why did you do this, Melissa? You know you are pregnant, yet you went ahead to donate blood to your husband. Do you want to die?”My brow roughened as I shot a quarrelsome gaze at him. At the time, I was lacking the verve to speak up, but my thunderous face queried him annoyingly. I wished I could keep at my silence but I couldn’t. Why would the doctor ask me such a question?”“My husband’s life is involved here, doctor,” my soft tone came through, as I said yet further, “He has no one except me. It is only me that can save him…”The doctor’s wobbled eyes i
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Once Fanny caught sight of the doctor who was prancing out of the emergency ward, he scampered and reached him, “Doctor, doctor,” he called, “Please, how is Melissa? I hope she is still alive?”The doctor grabbed Fanny firmly on the shoulders and affirmed, “There is nothing to worry about, Fanny. Melissa is doing pretty well and after some bed rest, she is going to join you.”Fanny raised his hands to the sky, “Oh my God. This is good news,” he said and when the doctor was about to step away, he grabbed his hands and asked yet again, “Please doctor, what could be the reason for the slumping? Melissa is my daughter-in-law. She has been healthy. I least expected such a thing to happen to her.”The doctor put a smirk on his face and recalled that Melissa had once pleaded with him not to mention her pregnancy to anyone. She was grateful to Salsa, who brought her to the hospital where she had been doing her antenatal. The doctor had always given her maximum cooperation, unlike the family d
