CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-THREE
ROXANNE'S POV
I dressed up for office in a purple free gown. The gown was free enough to conceal my slightly swollen belly that had refused, however much I tried, to succumb to the pressures of a tight cloth around it.
I didn't want my bulge to show, as it will easily point to the fact that I had unprotected sex.
That wasn't even the main issue. The main issue was the fact that I was, or had been very single, not until Edward crept into my life through the backdoor of my memory loss
Not that I was complaining, or detested the idea, I just felt things would've gone in another direction if he hadn't sneaked in.
I equally would admit that I had used him better than he had done to me. He was a good chef, a good money bag and very caring, romantic and charming.
