Sir madame has run away again (Lily and Carson) novel Chapter 414

Chapter 414
‘I am, yes.’
‘Rise. I’m waiting for you at the company.
“I don’t want to go today. I massaged my cracked head.
‘Why?’
‘I just don’t want to.’
“You promised me last night. Be a good girl and come,” Eric tried to persuade me like I was a child, I couldn’t refuse because I just loved her voice. And God, why does he have to be so kind?
Meeting my silence, he said, ‘Why don’t I get you?’
‘No. I can do it myself,’ I declined.
“I’ll be waiting, then.” Do not be late. Then he ended the call.
I sat up, confused. That call felt like a dream, so I rubbed my head again and bit my finger. Wow, it hurt. Okay, the call was real. I was a married woman. Having a bachelor treat me like his mistress was wrong, as that was treason. Yeah, technically it wasn’t cheating, but it was close.
My marriage was a failure, but I never intended to cheat – I wasn’t trying to defend something like my integrity, but I never felt the need to. My initial plan had been to enlist Eric’s help in sabotaging Carson, but now I was off the rails; Staying with him was never in my plans.
Still, we kissed. I wasn’t a slut, although I couldn’t say for sure how I felt about Eric. If I didn’t like him I could have slapped him when he kissed me, but! no. This wasn’t love, I thought – because I didn’t think I could love after what Carson did – I probably just liked him.
He was everything a woman wanted, so almost no woman could resist him, including me. Ah, I derailed again. He’s waiting for me, so should I go?
After what happened, if I went now, I’d be giving him a pass to continue what he was doing. If he didn’t, he would have to give up on having his help to get back at Carson. Ui, what should I do?
A little later, Mrs. Fant came knocking. “Are you awake, Lily?”
I said yes and went to open the door for her. ‘I saw Carson yesterday, Lily.’ She entered.
‘Where?’
‘At the Mall. I went there with Scott to get some clothes, then I saw him with another woman in the elevator.’ She looked at me furtively. ‘They seemed very close, talking and laughing.’
It must be Jolene. Despite my perception, I looked at her calmly. ‘Oh, he told me about it yesterday. That’s my friend.’
‘Is she your friend? But I saw Carson buying her clothes. What kind of friend would ask another’s husband to shop for clothes with her?
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