His Bedwarmer’s Wife

THIRTY TWO



I can still drive even if I’m a little dizzy. I went home alone even though I was very drunk because I didn’t want to talk to them anymore. I am very struck by what they say.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

It was still the same in the living room when I entered. A lot of messed everywhere you look. When I entered the room Kyla was still awake. “I waited for you.” I just got dressed and went to bed. Kyla kisses me but I ignore her and pretended that I am too drunk to move. I just let her do whatever she wants.

She acted, she made the way for us both in bed. She does everything until we both reach the orgasm.

When she finished I just remained motionless. Maybe he thinks I’m really drunk and I can’t take it anymore.

Fuck this life. Ashley is right. I can’t live with sex only.

And another big FUCK because Dave looks right.

When I come home I can think about everything.

Shit!

I WOKE up every morning with the same routine. I take care of myself. When I go home, what it looks like when I leave is that I still get it when I get home.

I hired a cleaner to clean on weekends to keep my condo clean.

“Sir, aren’t you going to clean this room yet?” I’m at home now because I took an off. I also took the cleaner to the house at the same time.

I looked at the room Ley had previously used as pointed out by the cleaners. It’s been six months since she disappeared. Hera says they haven’t contacted Ley yet. There is no clue where she is but they are not worried because they are used to Ley’s behavior.

“Ok, clean up.” I opened Ley’s room to let them in. Kyla is not here because she was with one of her friends. I hired two company cleaners to clean every Sunday. Since they are done with all the work I let them clean Ley’s room now.

“All right, sir.” They went inside and I wanted to take a bath because I trust them. But I spontaneously stepped into Ley’s room.

Things they wonder about. But they did not ask.

It’s not my habit to look at them while cleaning. Even in my room I just let them clean up.

“This room has been vacant for a long time. The former occupier will never return. Remove all the items. Choose what you can bring.” I saw the joy in the eyes of the two cleaners.

“Thank you, sir.” They said at once. They first removed the pillowcases, bed covers, and blankets. They put it in the basket for laundry. They take the laundry here to be washed in their company since there is no washing machine here and they just return it the next day.

They have also started checking up on everything. They were a little hesitant to open the cupboards and drawers.

“Go ahead, the owner of those is gone so I’m giving them away. She is already in another country and has no plans to return to the Philippines. Besides, we don’t have contact anymore, so feel free to take anything you want.”

“Okay, sir.” The sibling’s cleaners excitedly said and started to clean everything in the closet.

I saw Ley’s clothes hanging there.

At the bottom are shoes. While in the mini drawer are underwear.

They took the belongings they saw but they left the undies.

“Sir, I think it’s yours.” I turned to a woman who had opened a drawer in the vanity mirror. She was holding a photo album and a box. She handed me the album and box so I took them from her. Just in front of the album, there is a picture of Ley and me. This is the day we got married.

I opened the album and looked at it one by one. Most of the pictures here are my stolen pictures. There are only a few pictures of Ley and me and another guest together. I tried to open the box but there was a password.

I don’t know when Ley’s birthday is. Though she used to celebrate here I forgot the date. I tried to open the box with the date of my birthday and I was surprised because it opened. I felt something pinch when the box opened. Not because of what is inside but because of the password.

Me, why do you always think of me, Ley?

“Sir, we’ve been all released all the items and everything.” I looked at the siblings. All of Ley’s belongings are laid out. From toiletries, personal care, bags, shoes, and dresses.

“Leave the perfume and take the rest with you.” Then I went out so they could start cleaning Ley’s room.

I brought into the room the album and the box that was only the size of a large can of milk. The contents of the box are small papers. It is wrapped in two colors. Black and Red. There is more black than red. Maybe less than one-fourth the amount of red than black.

I get a red color and opened it and read it.

‘I can’t believe Hunter is my first. Pain yet happy.’

My forehead frowned so I took another red.

‘Hunter was drunk and he hugged me. I don’t know who was on his mind but I’m only sure of one thing he hugged me tightly and I was so happy.’

Though I don’t remember that I still smiled.

These papers are like her diary.

Out of curiosity why the papers were so colored like this, I took black. But pain hit me because of what I read.

‘He brought a woman and I heard their solitude. It hurts to the point that I want to die. But I will not give up. Not ever. I will prove to Hunter that I love him and I will endure everything.’

I bowed down suddenly and I don’t know why but I was in tears. I would have even taken a black one when I noticed something white. I picked it up and scraped the papers and maybe there was another white one but it looks like it’s gone. It looks like it’s all alone.

‘I write this in a white paper. It means hope. I can’t wait for Hunter to come home. I am excited to announce to him my pregnancy. We’re having a baby. This is the new beginning for us. Not immediately but he will accept me one day. This baby will be the way for Hunter and me to be ok. Even if he doesn’t love me anymore, the important thing is that we will be friends and be ok with the baby. And at least I have a baby. A living witness to how much I love Hunter. I love you, baby. I will take care of you until the end. You and your Daddy will be my strength.’

I sighed as if a big conscience had hit me.


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