Chapter 57
I hadn’t danced in forever, so when the music started, I felt a bit stiff. But the alcohol kicked in quickly, and with a bit of liquid. courage, my body relaxed, and I gradually found my rhythm.
Someone tossed me a rose, which I caught with a flourish. Encouraged by the cheering crowd, I rolled up my sweater, tucking it under my bra to reveal a sliver of my slim, white waist. I tucked the rose into my jeans, its fiery red color standing out against my skin. It was a tempting sight that got the guys all excited.
I reveled in the attention, the thrill of it all. Plus, with the alcohol still flowing through me, I was ready to roll up my sweater even more. Stella and the girls were shocked, rushing towards me. But then, all the lights went out, and suddenly I couldn’t see anything.
I stopped, a shadow coming towards me. It was Neil, cursing at me through gritted teeth, “For f uck’s sake, Irene, are you trying to get yourself killed?!”
It was he who had ordered the bar’s power cut. Wasn’t Bonnie supposed to be watching me? Why didn’t she try to stop him?
“Neil!” I heard Bonnie’s voice coming from the crowd. Someone turned on a flashlight, but they weren’t pointing it at the stage. They were heading out. So it was still pitch black around me.
Neil grabbed my arm, a look of pure fury on his face. But as soon as he heard Bonnie’s voice, he started to reply, “I…”
I tipped onto my toes, h ooked my arm around Neil’s neck, and silenced him with a kiss. He tried to push me away, but thanks to the booze, I boldly grabbed his hand and placed it on my chest.
If anyone pointed a flashlight in our direction, they’d see this steamy scene. In this thrilling environment, Neil didn’t push me away again. Instead, he tightened his grip on me and deepened our kiss.
“Neil, can we go home?” I asked breathlessly.
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“Okay.” Neil’s voice was a bit h oa rse as he suddenly picked me up and carried me off the stage. In the chaos of the dim flashlight beams, we left the bar and sped back to Sterling Estates.
As soon as we entered the bedroom, things heated up.
But then Neil’s phone rang. It was Bonnie. He was about to answer it, but I stopped him.
“Neil, you’re acting like we’re having an affair, and she’s the wife checking up on us.” I sat on top of him, grabbing his hand.
“Do you even understand your position?” Neil clenched his teeth, his jaw muscles twitching, anger flashing across his face. “You dare to dance provocatively in a bar? You’ve got some nerve.”
“And you’re not drinking with other people?” I was a bit dizzy, but seeing that Neil didn’t answer the call, I let go of his hand and laid down on his chest. “Pot calling the kettle black.”
Neil pinched my waist, his chest vibrating as he spoke, “Don’t compare apples to oranges! Were you really about to do a striptease if I hadn’t had the power cut?”
I couldn’t help but laugh, “Didn’t you say no man would be interested in my figure? Why are you so worked up?”
Neil didn’t reply. He just flipped me onto my back and hovered over me. His eyes were filled with desire, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he leaned down to kiss me forcefully.
His phone rang again, but this time it was Russel calling me. I was about to answer, but Neil grabbed the phone and threw it on the ground. He then pulled the covers over us, and we continued making love.
When I woke up the next day, I felt like I’d been hit by a truck. I turned to look at Neil, who was still asleep next to me. He hadn’t gone to the office early like he usually did.
It was strange. I was his legitimate wife, so why did I still feel a bit anxious after our intimate moment? Was I worried about how Bonnie would react? But on the bright side, wasn’t this what I wanted, to stir up trouble?
I saw myself as the other woman and Bonnie as the wife. Everything was reversed.
As I was lost in thought, staring at Neil’s sleeping face, his phone rang again. It was Bonnie. On impulse, I picked up the phone and answered.
There was a long silence on the other end, so I stayed silent too. Bonnie must have been at a loss, not knowing what to say. I’d been through the same thing before, frantically calling Neil and sending long messages, not sure what I was clinging to. All I knew was that I felt miserable when he ignored me as if I was going crazy.
Suddenly, Neil stirred. His long, thick eyelashes fluttered, and then he slowly opened his eyes. “You’re awake?” he asked fazily
I was startled, quickly hung up the phone, and replied in a fluster, “Yeah, I’m awake. I’m gonna take a shower!”
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I got out of bed, grabbed some clothes, and went into the bathroom. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, my body covered in marks, I couldn’t help but wonder, hadn’t Neil and Bonnie been intimate? Why was he so unrestrained?
After I showered and changed, I went back to the room. I was about to ask Neil if he wanted to shower, but all I saw was the empty, messy bed. He was gone. He must’ve seen all the messages Bonnie had sent and regained his senses. His beloved girt was finally jealous.
“Ada’s here. She wants to see you.” A maid came upstairs to tell me.
Why would Ada come to see me? I was taken aback. Had she found out that Neil was pursuing her daughter?
I rushed downstairs, and sure enough, Ada was waiting for me in the living room. She stood up awkwardly when she saw me.
“Ada, why are you here? I didn’t know Neil had fired you until after it happened. I would’ve never let him do that?” I walked over, took her hand, and sat down on the sofa. There were some plastic bags filled with fruits and vegetables by her feet, which she must have brought.
“Ma’am, man, I had no clue that Mr. Whitmore was the big cheese of the Zion Chemical Plant project,” Ada looked uneasy, “After finding out that Kent hurt you, I was too embarrassed to stick around here. But I’ve been tossing and turning, losing sleep over this. You’ve been so good to me, and I had to come and check on you. I apologize on behalf of Kent.”
With that, she picked up the vegetables and fruits on the ground, “Ma’am, these are some veggies and fruits we grew at home. If you don’t mind, please take them.”
