Love Together, Be With You Never novel Chapter 86

The sun warmed my face, and I opened my eyes with a splitting headache. Every fiber of me was screaming in agony. Soul and body. Nevertheless, the dream I had just had was fresh. In it, Marlon came, and I confessed my love to him. Surprisingly, he was not annoyed!

I chuckled reliving the mirth.

"I feel you had a good time with wine last night!" Out of the blue, an icy voice rang out.

I turned around in shock and saw Marlon lying beside me. I gaped at him. It wasn't a dream?

I couldn't utter a sound.

"You stink. Get yourself washed up now!" he ordered coldly.

Memories were running wild in my head. As I recalled how I had gotten wasted and come home last night, I had an overwhelming urge to kill myself. In retrospect, not only had I offended Kieran, but I had professed my love for Marlon like some rube.

For Marlon!

"Mr. Redford, it is a crime to break into people's houses!" I wished I could slap myself unconscious. My poker face was my best card for this scenario. I had humiliated myself last night, so I couldn't afford to let that happen again.

On top of everything else, Marlon and I were in a tricky place. With one bad move, I could lose the game.

"I said now, you smelly slut!" He pulled me off the bed and dragged me into the bathroom, splashing me with the shower.

The raging dragon of ice ran through me in a flash. Like a startled bunny, I wanted to flee. My rogue behavior last night must be taking its toll on the baby, and it might not survive in the unforgiving cold water.

But Marlon made sure I wasn't going anywhere with a rude pull. "Get back! Don't you know you smell like a piece of crap?"

"Be that as it may, it does not concern you!" I knocked off the shower in his hand with rage.

He snorted coldly, "Doesn't it? If my memory serves me right, you clutched onto me like a piece of gum just a few hours ago!" The ridicule in his eyes was blaring.

A wave of indignation hit me like never before.

I glared at him. Alicia and I were both pregnant with his baby. The only difference was she was showered with his love, while I was walking on eggshells racking my brains to keep it a secret from him, so that my baby could survive. He, on the other hand, was talking smack about me with zero sympathy.

I sneered looking at him in the eye, "A few hours ago? Couldn't you see I was drunk? I hugged you only because I thought you were Kieran!"

"Rachael!" he roared with a face like thunder, his eyes burning with rage as he stared at me. No other words came out of his mouth.

I laughed hard.

An eerily soothing strain of the trickle from the showerhead on the ground fiddled the tension. Drenched and in a depressing chill, I looked away and brushed past him to change.

I drew the curtain and put on some dry clothes as quickly as possible, for fear that one second of delay might cause me a cold and hurt the baby growing in me.

"Rachael, are you playing hard to get with me?" The moment I pulled open the curtain, he said with an indifferent and disdainful tone staring at me.

I looked at him and smiled, "Mr. Redford, what if I am? What can you do about it?"

Sometimes, I wondered when I became so good at covering my emotions. Hell, even I was a stranger to my true feelings now, and that made it a whole lot harder for others to see through me.