Rachel The Celebrity’s Hidden Wife Chapter 14

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He kissed me for a few seconds, before he pulled out of me, but that’s after he’s made sure every drop of his sperm is already floating in me and fell on the space beside me, then pull me close for a cuddle, but I wiggled myself out of his hold and jumped off the bed.

My legs wobbled slightly and I almost lost my balance, but I maneuver to keep my balance -I shouldn’t have jumped out of bed immediately after sèx.

“My heartbeat, aren’t we gonna cuddle after that hot love making?” he asked.

I glared at him as I tried to steady my breath, I pushed my hair back since they’re getting in my view and held my waist.

“That wasn’t love making, Duncan”

“Then what do you call that hot and passionate moment we just shared?”

“A fling” I replied.

His eyebrows furrowed at my reply, he blinked a few times and broke into a smile.

“That’s not a fling, you’re my wife and we just… ”

“We just had sèx because I was sèx-starved!” I completed his words. “Isn’t that what people call flings?”

He stared at me, gulping speechlessly.

“My heartbeat, please, don’t call our love making a fling, it hurts ok?”

“It hurts?” I chuckled dryly. “Then think about all the hurts I’ve been feeling all these years, it’s not easy right?” I sighed. “Please, sign those divorce papers”

“I won’t sign any papers, you’re mine, and mine forever!” his eyes moved towards my stomach and he smirked. “You’re soon gonna have my kid too, let’s see how you’re gonna leave me then!”

I looked down at my stomach too, the squeezed it as if it’ll get rid of his sperm.

“Don’t think you can hold me down with your kid, I have after pills” I said confidently.

His smirk grew bigger instead getting wiped up, he leaned back on the headboard and sighed.

“I’m sorry to report, my heartbeat, I’ve gotten rid of every drug in your medicine cabinet” he said.

“What?!”

“Yeah, you’re gonna be the mother of all my kids and there’s no escaping from it”

I narrowed my eyes as anger shot through my veins, but an idea suddenly popped up in my head and I smirked.

“Well, then, I will get an abortion and leave you even though you refuse to sign the papers, and go somewhere very faraway from here”

“You wouldn’t dare hurt my child or even think of leaving me, I know you and I know you’re not that heartless”

I shook my head.

“Six years is long enough for someone to change their personalities, Duncan”

He stayed silent for a while, then cleared his throat.

“I didn’t mean to neglect you, it’s just….” he trailed off.

“It’s just what?”

He stared in my eyes, then shook his head meaning he can’t say it. I gulped to swallow whatever emotion that’s threatening to creep up.

“Let’s divorce please, since you don’t trust me with your secrets”

“No, no, please, no divorce” he said with a hint of desperation.

I scoffed loudly and laughed shortly.

“I’m a fool, I’ve been a big fool and I was too blinded by love to see how much of a fool I was”

“My heartbeat, what are you talking about?”

I shook my head.

“I don’t know my husband, I don’t know who my mother-in-law and father-in-law are, wether they’re dead or alive, I don’t know why you came to the orphanage in first place” I paused and pulled my hair. “Come to think of it, you’ve never trusted me right from the start and yet I entrusted myself to you, doesn’t that make me the biggest fool ever?”

He shook his head and made to come to me, but I held up my hand and stopped him.

“You’re not a fool, my heartbeat, it’s just..just too complicated and I don’t wanna get you involved in my messy life….”

“But that’s just your thought, I wanna get involved, ok?” I interrupted him. “I wanna know what’s been eating you up and keeping you away from coming home all these years”

“Listen to me…”

“I don’t wanna listen, we’re husband and wife and we’re supposed to share each other’s burden”

“My heartbeat, the lesser you know, the safer you’ll be….”

“Enough of that ‘the lesser you know, the safer you’ll be’ shît!” I snapped at him. “If you know you’re not ready to let me in your life completely, then sign the divorce papers and set me free!” with that I dashed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut in a loud bang and fell on my knees as I let loose and burst into tears.

THE NEXT MORNING<<

I turned on the bed and reached out my hand towards Duncan’s side, only to find out it’s cold and empty.

Hold on a sec…

Bed? Wasn’t I crying in the bathroom? How did I ended up in bed? Was it Duncan that carried me back to bed?

My eyebrows furrowed instantly as I quickly snapped my eyes open, I frantically searched the room but he’s nowhere in sight.

Could it be last night’s event all a dream? Am I really that sèx-starved, to the extent that I’ve started fantasizing about Duncan and I?

I must be losing my mind, I guess I thought about him too much yesterday.
I should get ready and go to my cafe, it’ll help me take my mind off him and matters related to him.

I looked outside the window, it’s already very bright outside and I couldn’t help but panic, thinking I’ve overslept.

Without wasting time, I reached for my alarm clock that was sitting on the nightstand and released a long sigh of relief.

“It’s just 06:33am” I whispered to myself and placed the alarm clock back on the nightstand.

My stomach suddenly growled, then I remembered I had actually skipped dinner last night and I sprang out of bed. I headed towards the door to get something to eat.

A sweet aroma of pancakes whiffed past my nostrils as I approached the staircase, which made my mouth watered and I started taking the steps two at a time.

“Mrs Jackson, we’re having pancakes for breakfast today?” I asked rushing towards the kitchen.

There wasn’t any response from her and I assumed she didn’t hear me, which made me hastened my pace but I slowed down when I saw Mrs Jackson just coming in, with her bags containing her uniform.

“You’re just coming, Mrs Jackson?” I asked, as if it wasn’t obvious enough.

“Yes”

“Huh?”

I looked towards the kitchen where the sweet aroma was still coming from, wondering who’s inside the kitchen since Mrs Jackson is here.

“Mr Baldwin called me yesterday and said I can come to work anytime” she said.

My eyes grew wide. So it wasn’t a dream, Duncan’s back and we had hot sèx last night.

A short scene from last night quickly replayed in my mind, I grinned widely and blushed very hard, but quickly frown when I recalled our argument and the reason I cried myself to sleep.

“Good morning, my heartbeat” Duncan greeted from the door of the kitchen.

My eyes shortly trailed his body, stylishly checking him out and my jaw dropped at what I saw. He tied an apron around his waist, he wore a white see through shirt and his muscles bulged out.

I bite my lower lip and gulped, it’s been long since I last woke up to a beautiful view as this, I couldn’t help but drool over him.

What are you doing, Rachel? Have you forgotten that you’re mad at him? I mentally cautioned myself.

“Breakfast is ready, go freshen up and come down to join me” he said, Mrs Jackson has silently excused herself already.

“What are you still doing here? Aren’t you gonna go home?” I asked grumpily.

He smiled.

“This is my home, home is wherever you are” he said.

He’s got a sugarcoat tongue, but unfortunately it’s not gonna help him this time.

“Leave after breakfast” I told him strictly.

“Does that mean you’re having breakfast with me?” he asked.

I looked at the plate of pancakes in his hand, my lips suddenly felt dry and my mouth opened slightly, I felt like snatching the pancakes from him and shove them down my throat.

But I composed myself.

“I’m not eating breakfast cooked by you, you don’t trust me, likewise I don’t trust you too”

“Come on, I… ”

“You can’t buy me off by whispering sweet words in my ear or cooking good food for me, you have the divorce papers, sign them before I get back from my cafe today”

He closed his eyes.

“Can we stop talking about the divorce?”

“No, not until you’re ready to let me in, not until you’re ready to let me know who you really are!”

My eyes settled on the pancakes again, I couldn’t resist the temptation this time and snatched a few pancakes from the plate, then rushed back to our room to get ready for work.

I heard him sigh frustratingly, but I didn’t turn back.

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THIRD PERSON’S pov.

Mike’s Mansion<<

Mike was whisking some eggs when the doorbell rang, he almost dropped the plate of eggs from shock, but managed to catch and steadied the plate on the counter in time.

He washed his hands and wiped it with a small towel, before going to get the door.

“Surprise!!” Jacinta squealed immediately he opened the door.

Mike placed his hand on his chest and exhaled in relief, to show he’s truly surprised and wasn’t expecting to see Jacinta at his doorstep so early in the door.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, making way for her to come in.

“I brought you breakfast” she replied.

“Breakfast?” he asked again.

“Yeah” she dropped her bag on the table. “I promised to show you the best of me, and I’ll start by cooking your meals; break, lunch and dinner” she said waving a lunch box.

Mike simply at her smiling face with a surprised expression, like he couldn’t believe what he’s seeing.

TO Be Continued

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