She couldn't believe her eyes. She straightened the paper to make sure she was seeing clearly. Limuel's test result recorded negative for everything. She scoffed, of course what had she expected. That someone like Limuel who fed well and whose food had to undergo alot of tests would test positive? If he had any disorder, it would have been long known by his family. It meant the fault was from her. Was she barren? No it couldn't be. She knew she had to do something before things got out of hand. her stay in the Limuels family was being threatened.
Ivana was lost. she didn't know what to do she sobbed entire being out. she was really done for this time around. She couldn't have this baby. She remembered the card and the lady. At least she was the only one that knew what had happened to her that night. She was the only one that knew that she had been defiled. She needed some money the lady loooked sophisticated maybe she could help.
She found the card and saw the string of numbers. The lady in question was familiar and looked like one of the models she usually see on the television. As that thought went through her mind she quickly widened her gaze. That was the National Goddess who recently withdrew from the entertainment industry for personal reasons. " Just what kind of circle did I get myself mixed up with?"
She sailed the number hoping the person on the other end would take the call but after ringing for sometime the call disconnected. She rang a few more times but no one took the call. She mumbled some words to herself. Hoping that the lady had probably not changed her number.
Desi had just woken up from her nap. She had seemed to be sleeping a whole lot lately. She was also putting up some weight. She touched her puffy cheeks and scoffed, "were all these necessary?" She felt she needed to keep herself busy as she was idling away. She thought of some of the things she could do and decided to google them. Speaking of which were was her phone? She thought as she noticed it wasn't anywhere in the room.
She slide into her flip flops and made her way downstairs, she glanced towards the study and noticed it was slightly open. And could see the well chiseled jaw line if Michael Kingston. His hair seemed a bit messy but No! It didn't change the fact that her eyes were beholding one of earth's finest beings. She thought as she smiled to herself. She finally found her phone at the couch and noticed a few missed calls from an unidentified number. Then, chime! A text just entered her phone, she opened it and read through and her cheeks flushed red in embarrassment.
*Dear Mrs Kingston, I don't appreciate an admiration from afar. I personally prefer a straight confession of how good looking I am. I promise not to leave hickeys afterwards*
" Son of a…." She had almost cursed in her mind. He had caught her starring at him. How in the world was she going to overcome this embarrassment?