True Love Waits novel Chapter 1456

'Chantel's pregnant, but why is Gifford so angry? As soon as he got back, he stomped upstairs angrily to find Chantel. What on earth happened?' Blair thought to herself.

In order to assuage Blair's fears, Gifford opened the door and told his mom, "I'm mad, Mom, not nuts. Chantel's my wife. I'm not going to hurt my wife or my kid."

Blair breathed a sigh of relief and told her son, "Just take some deep breaths! And count to ten before you say or do anything."

Gifford was helpless. He wasn't going to hurt Chantel. He just wanted to talk. "Okay, I get it. Why don't you go play with your granddaughter?" he suggested. Wendy was here today, playing with Hugo downstairs.

Blair peeked into the room again. But Gifford was so tall she couldn't see anything past him, so she had to give in and go downstairs.

Bang! He slammed the door, and Chantel's heart thumped violently. He was mad, and she was afraid.

She stared at the man who approached her again and said quickly, "If you hit me, I'll scream!"

When he heard what she said, Gifford suddenly laughed. "Wow, do you really think I'm like that? After all this time?"

Where could she have cooked up such a ridiculous idea? She was pregnant with his child. What kind of man would he be if he beat her? He treated her with kid gloves. He was fairly strong, and didn't really even playfully punch her.

Chantel shook her head. He was so handsome. He sure didn't look violent. But she knew his temper. She'd gotten his goat enough times to know that he could lose his cool quickly.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Gifford stopped in front of her. "So...you have something to tell me?"

Chantel thought for a while and then shook her head.

"Do you love someone else? Is that why most people don't know you're married?" he asked.

"What are you talking about?" Chantel asked, confused.

Gifford pulled her wrist and brought her to the table again. He pointed at the marriage certificates and said, "Okay, if you love me, then why haven't you posted them on the Internet?"

Chantel slowly took out her phone and took a photo of the marriage certificates.

Under the man's satisfied eyes, she put away her phone.

Gifford was a little confused. "Okay? You posted it already? That was fast." 'Why did she put her phone away?'

"These things take time. I need to consult with my agent and my PR team first. Once I get with them, I'll know more." After all, she was not just accountable to herself and her husband. She had an image, and it needed to be maintained. There were rock stars who had gotten married, and their record companies got angry. Who was going to lust after a married person?

Gifford lost his temper. "Your agent? Your PR team? Chantel, I'm your husband. I'm the only person you should be worried about. What the hell? Why are you all business-like about this?"

"It's not that I don't want to go public about our marriage. But you don't love me, remember. I am worried about you. That's why I haven't told anyone!" Chantel blurted out her innermost thoughts in a hurry.

After a short silence, Gifford asked, "Worried about me? Why? How does our marriage change anything?"

"Aren't you seeing someone?" Chantel asked in a small voice.

"What? What are you talking about?" Gifford asked in disbelief.

Chantel bit her lower lip and said, "Don't hide it from me. I've seen you enter a villa with that woman. And you were holding her too. I saw it!" Yes, she had seen it with her own eyes.

She saw them in Y City a year ago. She remembered that summer quite well.

'A woman? Villa? Holding her?'

Gifford racked his brain, and finally realized what she was talking about. He hadn't been with many women—he never thought he had time. He smacked his forehead and said, "Oh, that! I can explain."