Chapitre 43: Chapter 43
"That bitch!" Hazel screamed as she entered the guest room and ran her hand in her hair furiously.
She had never felt so humiliated all her life, that bitch that called herself Mrs. Harlan had just insulted the hell out of her.
That moment, she wished her look could k!ll her or she could just strangle her. That bitch was savage that made her almost give up on staying in the mansion.
"And you?" Hazel glared at Beverly and grabbed her arm hurriedly.
"Mama…" Beverly whined.
"I told you to cling harder onto your dad! You called him just papa and left him alone! I said you should make him love you, he is your father!" Hazel yelled and pushed her away that she fell to the ground.
"I hugged him, mama," Beverly cried.
"It wasn't enough! I can't believe I birth you! In fact, you are too dumb to be your father's daughter! Trust me, Flynn ain't dumb!" Hazel yelled and stormed into the bathroom.
"Mama…" Beverly bowed her head and started to cry.
~~
"You told me you were going to put her in her place," Flynn creased his brow in confusion.
"That's why you watched her insult me. You were even laughing. Wow, I can't believe you could do that to me," Melanie shook her head.
"No, babe. I wasn't laughing at you. I love how you put that woman in her place."
"Your ex-wife got no shame. I bet she is still inside this mansion. I would have died of humiliation if I were her. Tsk… you promise to run a warm bath for me anyways," Melanie eyed Flynn.
"Yeah, and a body massage," Flynn winked at her.
"You are not touching my body as long as that woman is still here. Help me run my bath, tell me if you can't," Melanie twitched her mouth.
"Babe, I can't accept that punishment. How can I not touch you? Come on, you know I love touching you," Flynn pouted.
"I don't care. Will you help me run my bath, or not?"
"Babe… it's unfair," Flynn sulked and turned towards the bathroom.
Melanie watched him enter the bathroom and smiled softly.
It's not like her anger was going to change the past.
She was just going to let her husband know that she wasn't an easy person.
She had forgiven him but she wasn't going to let that show.
By the way, who the hell was going to stay mad at her perfect husband for so long?
Well, maybe anyone could, but she can't.
That man was her husband, no matter what had happened, what is happening or what will happen.
==
Three days later.
"Why should I look after your daughter?" Melanie removed her mouth from the glass of orange juice that had just touched her lips.
Melanie creased her brow and looked at the woman standing before her, she hadn't seen her for the past three days and they've both been in this house. Well, it was possible, she barely leave their domain upstairs since her husband was around but now that she had forced Flynn to go to work today, she decided to come to the main living room, well it seems she had forgotten that this Italian woman was around till she walked up to her, telling her to look after a child.
Ugh, how insolent.
"I'm going out and I see you have a lot of time to spare," Hazel folded her arm across her chest, smirking.
Melanie laughed loudly, sipped her juice, and faced Hazel, "I don't have the time to watch over your child, trust me. I am very busy," Melanie raised the glass of her juice and sipped it slowly again.
"I still can't believe that Flynn chooses a woman like you. Tsk… I guess he lost his sight since the day I left," Hazel shook her head and twitched her mouth.
"Trust me, he didn't, he just realized that it's better to be with someone like me to a fried dumpling like you," Melanie smiled and Hazel smiled back.
"And the first letter of the fried dumpling's name is drawn very boldly on his chest," Hazel smirked and Melanie chuckled slightly.
"I love your courage, trust me, it is not very easy to admit that you are a plump dumpling," Melanie shook her head, her eyes not leaving Hazel.
She saw what she wanted to see anyways, she saw the grin plastered across Hazel's cheek diminishing. This woman did not have the heart to take insults at all.
"I am not! Mind what you say to me, lady. Trust me, I can be very dangerous," Hazel whispered in anger.
"Tsk… all talk and no action. That is why you are still single after five to six years. Even pictures are taken. I bet you are still single because you love to play being the victim. Look, check out the wrinkles on your face. You are getting old," Melanie shook her head and sipped her juice again.
"I…"
"I had no idea sister-in-law is savage," Kyle Interrupted.
Melanie stood up and saw Kyle and Elle standing by the door.
"I bet she took lessons," Elle shook her head.
"I bet she didn't, you've got to do whatever I ask if she didn't," Kyle winked at Elle, joined their fists together, and started to walk towards Melanie, Hazel, and Beverly.
"Wench!" Hazel growled through gritted teeth and faced Elle and Kyle who were grinning mischievously.
"Don't get too excited {faces Melanie} Flynn has always been mine and these twins can testify. When you are less busy, tell them to tell you the story about Flynn and I's love. I bet it is no match to the fake love he is showering you," Hazel smirked and turned to leave.
"Hazel," Melanie called out and Hazel stooped walking then faced her swiftly.
"Are you talking about the part where you confessed your love at the airport or the part where you scammed him and threw your wedding ring in the sea then left him?" Melanie folded her arm across her chest.
"He told you everything?" Hazel creased her brow.
Melanie smiled and walked towards her, she leaned forward and whispered to her ear, "Yes, what we share is not fake. It is perfect," She pulled away.
"I will look after your beautiful daughter, you can go wherever you want to. I know it is not easy to be completely useless," Melanie waved her hand at her and turned to face Beverly.
"What is your name?"
"Beverly, aunty," Beverly smiled and Melanie smiled.
"So, sister-in-law, did you take lessons for those insults? Trust me, it was top-notch," Kyle grinned.
"How can I take lessons for that? Ah… {shook her head and turned to look at Beverly} Would you like you to drink juice?"
"Hmm," Beverly smiled shyly and nodded her head.
"I won," Kyle smiled and Elle rolled her eyes.
"So, what do you want?"
"There is this girl I like, and I don't know how to approach her," Kyle twitched his mouth in embarrassment.
"So you want me to ask her out for you?" Elle creased her brow and Kyle nodded his head which made Elle laugh out loud.
"A whole Kyle Harlan can't approach a lady! WOW!" Elle screamed.
==
Camila stood in front of her dressing mirror and stared at her bare stomach that showed a slight bump. She had just received a call from her personal assistant who said, "I heard a rumor from an unreliable source that you are pregnant. Don't worry ma'am, I'm looking into it, I'll find the person that started such rumor and get back to you."
Camila sighed deeply and picked the card that had Reld's number and closed her eyes.
She opened her eyes and stared at her reflection in the mirror and bit her lower lips, rubbing her stomach. She had changed from how she used to be and she was very sure the pregnancy is the main reason. She is yearning for love. Not a forced love. She wanted to experience true love. Reld promised he was going to give her, she wanted to trust him, but whenever she thinks of Flynn, she doubted if Flynn could give her what she wanted. Maybe she would regret if she let go of Flynn and give Reld a chance, and maybe she would not.
Flynn didn't love her, she was the one clinging onto a love that was never there.
Flynn had told her to leave several times, but she decided to stay, maybe he was going to change his mind someday.
Ugh, she had forgotten she wasn't a main character in a love movie.
Letting go of her obsession for Flynn was obviously going to change her life in many ways. Flynn loved Melanie and she wished she was going to be loved the same way.
Camila smiled darkly and grabbed her phone, she dialed Reld's number and he picked almost immediately.
"Reld Walton speaking, how may I help you, please?"
'It's now or never, you can do this Camila.'
She cheered herself from within and breathed out.
"Reld… it is Camila…"
"Babe. I've been waiting for your call for almost forever. How are you? Are you okay? Hope you are not skipping your meals.''
"Reld…"
"Beauty, are you fine. Do you need me to come over?" Reld asked obviously panicked.
"Reld, come be my baby daddy. I want you to take full responsibility over me and…our baby," Camila bit her lips nervously.
"Wait, do you mean this?"
"Why don't you come over?" Camila breathed out then ended the call.
She closed her eyes and wished she had done the right thing.
Well, she had made the call, so, right or wrong, she give no damn.
All she wants is to be loved.
L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
Koore
Koore Creation is hard, cheer me up! VOTE for me!
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone