Mysterious CEO's Last Surrogate novel Chapter 15

Paul's mouth was tightly glued. He looked around aimlessly, buying time for a reasonable explanation. Suddenly, something clicked. "Ahhh, just forget it. Let me get something to eat first."

Danica narrowed her eyes. She figured that Paul wanted her to cook for him because he caught her cooking most times. "You want me to make you breakfast. Why don't you just say so?"

Paul was just looking for a way to disappear, "Don't worry, I will get Mabel to do it for me."

Danica was persistent. She felt that, for Paul to come and knock on her door because he was hungry was a very big deal and couldn't take it lightly. "Oh, just wait for a little. I will come and do it for you. Let me change and I will be downstairs before you know it," Danica uttered with concern.

When Paul realized that there was no way of escape, he suddenly dropped a hint, "No, you will need a long bath, I'm out," he turned around and left without giving Danica the chance to utter another word.

Danica's mind went into a fleet thoughtful analysis. 'What did Paul mean by long bath?' She asked herself internally. Suddenly, she felt her nakedness under her nightie and closed the door, now recalling the supposed parent had come again.

Instantly, her mind began to play the detective, as she thought about why she fell asleep and why the supposed parent kept coming when she was asleep. She perceived that the supposed parent suspected that she might later come to claim the child if she knew who he was.

However, she wanted to see him, to assure him that she had signed a contract and there was no way she was coming back to claim the child. She was a woman of her words. But all these were assumptions of her mind. She was deeply troubled, having intercourse with a faceless man. Whichever way, she comforted herself with the fact that with every sacrifice she made, it was for her sister, Daniella.

She entered the washroom and was about to brush her teeth when her eyes caught red patches on her skin. She widened her eyes in exasperation. She knew exactly what they were, as her body chilled from shock. She now understood the reason why Paul was suddenly behaving funny at the sight of her.

A strange awareness began to consume her that, the supposed parent was greatly enjoying this. But it was meant to be a business. Why did he have to do this to her? A drop of tears washed her pale face, equally washed by the rain of the shower. She stayed so long under the shower but the warm water wasn't able to wash away the mark of Hickey's on her skin.

She got out of the shower and scrutinised herself in the mirror. Unable to find anything in her closet to cover the patches, she sat back defeatedly and laid on her bed, face-up in deep thought. She was too embarrassed to step out of her room and intended to stay till the patches disappeared, which she was aware might take between 2 days to a whole week.

Suddenly, she heard a knock on the door and thought it was Paul. "Go away, Paul."

"It's not Paul, Danica," she heard Mabel's concerned voice and was slightly comforted. She appreciated the fact that Mabel cared about her so much."Please come in."

Mabel walked in with a bowl of soup on a tray. The aroma made Danica hungry. "You have to be well-nourished, remember?" Danica blushed and lifted herself to a sitting position. Although Mabel was always direct, Danica was always embarrassed when it came to issues concerning intimacy but Mabel never thought much about it. Danica was like a daughter to her and she owed it a duty to ensure that she was well fed and nourished for the journey ahead.

Danica took a spoonful of the soup, lifted it to her mouth and was about to drink it when she remembered something, "did you use onions?"

"Of course," Mabel admitted.

Danica poured the content in the spoon back to the bowl, "I'm allergic to onions, but don't worry I will make something else," Danica revealed. She had earlier told Mabel that she had allergies but never had Mabel thought that onions would be one of them.