Chapter 9

Celine's POV:

'Oh no! Can I really keep up with all these people that I am unfamiliar with? Wouldn't Jace find out sooner that I am not Clara?' I pondered in my mind as I excused Jace and his childhood sweetheart, Mandy Joshua. Like I couldn't stand there and pretend to know the woman, when I did not know her.

As I entered the living room, I met the two maids who looked at me and smiled.

"Um, what are your names?" I asked them first, before I would make more mistakes. Though I could have asked Clara directly, but I didn't have the time to ask her. So I had to ask them first, before I make more mistakes and show Jace that I am not his real wife.

"Um, madam, I am Tina, and she is Esther," the two young ladies in their early twenties said to me. As they seem a bit younger than me.

"Alright, Tina and Esther. Thanks for the breakfast earlier. But I would like to know how the meal routine works around here. And lunch and dinner. Since my husband and I aren't going to work today," I told them with a gentle smile on my face. And they grinned, "No problem, Madam. Normally, we ask the boss what he would like to have for lunch or dinner if he chooses to eat at home. So we prepare his meal. But most times, before he finally got married to you, he doesn't ask us to cook for him," Tina says, as she was a bit fairer in complexion than Esther, who was brown-skinned.

"So the point is, you don't have a timetable to cook, right?" I asked them, and they smiled.

"Yes, Madam."

"So what do you both eat? Since you stay here all the time?" I asked, wanting to get familiar with the two of them.

Esther was taller than Tina and me. And almost my height, since my twin sister and I were both taller.

"Yeah, we make small food for ourselves to eat. And sometimes we order our meals," Tina said.

"How old are you both?" I asked.

Tina said, "I am 23 years old."

Esther said, "I am 25 years."

"Oh, you and I are age-mates then. That's fine. I would like to prepare lunch and have something homey for us to eat. Can you get the list of ingredients available so that I can write what else to add to the list? As I would like to cook my local meals too."

Esther and Tina looked at each other in shock and looked at me.

"Madam, we are sorry, but you are not allowed to cook," they spoke to me at the same time.

"Why? This is my new home, and since I will be living here, I would like to take care of my hygiene and kitchen too. I don't particularly eat fast food, and you don't expect me to eat that all the time, do you?" I asked them. Just then, Jace came in, and I sighed.

I get so uncomfortable around him, and it's not like I didn't know that Clara hated the kitchen and anything that she feels might cause her to sweat unnecessarily. So I am not surprised Jace got two maids for her. But I love to do things by myself and I hated for anyone to cook for me. I love to eat what I cook and try new dishes too.

"What's going on here, babe?" Jace walked up to meet me first. And he stopped beside me and kissed me on my left cheek.

"Um, I was just telling them that I would like to take care of the kitchen now that we are married. I would like to cook what I eat," I announced, and I saw Jace looked stunned.

"Clara, you don't have to work too hard to please me. You and I both know that you hate the kitchen," Jace said as he came and stood in front of me, rendering me speechless.

"Yeah, I know that I hate the kitchen. But I cannot help but crave for homemade soups. And I want it, please. I still know how to cook, even though I am not an expert chef," I told Jace in a sweet voice as I hugged his waist. He was taller than me, and even as I am not his real wife, I cannot help but admire this good man.

I used to think all politicians are rude and don't care for anyone's feelings. But Jace had proved me wrong. And I just hoped that I don't fall in love with him before Clara returned.

"Fine. I will let you cook, but Esther and Tina have to assist you so you don't blow up this house and the kitchen too," Jace told me in a playful tone as he smiled, and I laughed.

"Don't worry. I will be careful in there. Besides, I learned to bake because of my sister. So you shouldn't think that I am that bad, only that I don't like anything that causes me to sweat and make me stress," I mimicked how Clara used to pout her pink lips. To my shock, Jace pulled me closer to his chest and sealed his hot lips on mine.

"Come on, babe. We ain't done with our honeymoon. So you will get to cook later," Jace carried me in his masculine arms and took me upstairs.

"Jace, where are you taking me? Put me down, I want to get familiar with my new house," I say, and he hushed me up.

"Shush, my love. I told you not to call me Jace again..but you are just so naughty..and I am going to teach you a lesson," Jace held me close in his arms as he took me to the elevator.

"Wow! Is there an... Oops!" I quickly shut it up, not knowing that there was an elevator in this mansion. I reasoned maybe Clara would already know that the mansion has an elevator. Besides, she was Jace's fiancée, so how can she not know.

I better not expose the secret. As I fear what Jace will do to me.

"Babe, about Mandy's visit. You shouldn't think that I will cheat on you with Mandy. She is suicidal because of me. And I don't want you disrespecting her whenever you see her. She is the only child of her parents, and that's why they plead with me to still be friends with her until she can find love again," Jace said, and I replied, "Okay."

Jace moved closer to me, and he kissed me just as the elevator stopped on the top floor.

"We're here," I told him, and he carried me back in his strong arms and said, "Yes. We ain't done making love. So let's continue."

I gulped hard, knowing that I was in for it. This man was really determined to get Clara pregnant. But I am not Clara..should I tell him the truth? I pondered and gulped hard as Jace took me back to our room. I saw that the bedsheet had been replaced with a new one. So I quickly asked him, "About the wardrobe?"

"Shush, babe..we will talk that later," Jace held me closer as he put me on my feet. And he cupped my head and said, "You know that you're the best thing to happen to me."

I looked into my twin sister's fiancé's eyes and gulped hard. "You too."

Jace sealed his lips on mine and kissed me with passion. I couldn't help but reciprocate his love, and he took me to the bed and continued from where we stopped.