All Chapters of MASTER GALLAGHER: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lady Martha had called me to have tea with her. It was her way of checking up on me. Her friends abruptly arrived and she had to attend to them. "It's been a month get over it and stop sulking." Someone said. It was a familiar voice but I just could not put my finger on it. I know this voice but not well enough. When I turned around Hector stood there with his arms crossed. "Sure, I have been listening to every conversation you have with Lady Martha; very bad manners." He added walking towards me, he sat next to me and for a moment, I was afraid. He knew more than enough. "You're trying really hard to hate William. I do not blame you. You're making up every little story in the book just to justify you hating him. What if he actually did not do it? What if he actually does love you? That's a possibility but you're doing this because you do not want to get hurt any further. This is your way of ending this... what ever you call it. Before you cut me off, bare in mind I have listened on

Perhaps my, leaving William's letter and gift unopened in full view of my mother was a mistake. I got occupied, I had to return to the kitchen and do my duties. When I got the chance, I had just stuffed it under a pillow before going back to the main house.When I returned, I was tired and went into slumber only to have the worst possible dream. I did not want to think about it or dwell on it. The thought of it scared me to death.After thirty-minutes of looking for it. I sat back on the bed. My baby bump was growing over night, almost thirteen weeks. Still was not noticeable but I knew I had to get ready for when it would be.My mother must have taken it, there was no other person who stayed in this room. This room is small and I had searched up and down... each and every corner but I did not find it. I assumed maybe I never actually brought it here or maybe I lost it. I was being delusional, maybe I left it with Hector. Maybe I actually did bring it here. When I could not detect it,

vDear PanasheYou most probably do not wish to speak to me or anything of that sort. Unchanging, I'm not quite free from doubt as to how I will get this message across to you. If they do not get across to you that is also fine with me. A little disappointed but I presume, this is good therapy for me. I need to let a lot of things out. In all likely hood, I do not blame you for the way you reacted. You put all your trust in me, trust that I would be only faithful to you. I will not indulge in narcissism and say perhaps 'I'm only a man.'Yes, I'm only a man but it does not give me the right to set in motion with every woman... I come across. Is it wrong that I feel I wronged you even though you're practically the other woman? That came off as rude... I apologize. I'm heavily saddened because I left without saying goodbye. I left without, embracing you with all the love I feel for you. I left without explaining myself. I'm afraid, I always get sea sick. I have been in my cabin for the l

"Sir, a shlong?" I questioned the man who sat in front of me, eyeing me from head to toe."Yes, a shlong." He repeated."You mentioned working here for a few, I presume that Gallagher boy must have taught you a few things... I quite like experienced girls. The criers, make my head hurt." He paused, scratching his scruffy beard for a bit. I could have sworn this man was Master Joshua's age group. "Tracy mentioned you left for a bit to be of help at the Gallagher plot, I'm sure they wouldn't mind if I bought you. Mhm—"It all suddenly made sense.I felt very uncomfortable."Do a little twirl, will ya girly?" He said using his hand to signal movement. My throat felt dry and my palms sweaty. Could this man not tell that I was pregnant. I had merely came here to do what William had requested of me not to be a potential sell. You might be wondering how I ended up here in William's dining room with this stranger who happened to be Lady Tracy's client. I had visited in hopes of telling Lady T

Quiet and undisturbed, we both seemed to be lost in deep thought. You could hear the drop of a pin, if possible. My hand laid on my now slowly meandering belly, seventeen weeks sounded like a lifetime.Although it had been a while, Lady Tracy's backdoor secrets still had me bewildered. How could anyone possibly be that cruel? Does she even love William? I questioned it every second of the day when my thoughts went wild with curiosity. I would never tell William falsehood to have him tied to me for life. I would want him to love me out of honesty and genuineness.William had grown to love Liam like his own. They even shared a name, it would scar Liam for a lifetime if he came to know about this. I felt for him, he was always such an angel and the kindest there is. No doubt he was still a Gallagher, just not William's. I also found fault not only with Lady Tracy but with Liam's brother. I tried really hard to guess if it was Master Gerald or Master Milton. At most, Master Milton display