Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies novel Chapter 78

Mam, this way," Nora spoke and took me to the other side, and I looked at him in a questioning manner.

"The press is still outside, so we are leaving from the backside." His words give me a little relief, as I am not ready to face a few more questions again.

I looked back as if Blake were coming, but I did not find him anywhere. Why do I care? He will come if he wants to, and it's better. He is not coming, so at least I will have something with me.

We reach the mansion after some time. Nora opens the door and leaves to park the car, and I walk to the door and ring the bell as I don't have the keys to the house, and anyway, rich people don't keep keys as they always have people at their service whenever they need them. I rolled my eyes at this, though.

A girl opened the door, and I took her up and down. She was wearing a skimpy one-piece nightie, and the view was horrible for me. My mind was clouded with many questions suddenly.

Who is she? And how she is opening the door with such clothes.

"Who are you?" She looked at me from top to toe, and somehow, I did not like her attitude even a bit.

Already I am in a foul mood, and I hope she does not add to it.

"And who are you asking this of me?" I asked in the same manner.

"Mom, please get inside. You will catch a cold." I heard Nora speak politely and look at the girl.

"Miss Smith steps aside." He told a girl, and she gave a threatening look to Nora, which he returned the same way.

I wanted to laugh at her audacity. I mean, she is trying to threaten Nora. But then, when Nora did not back off, she stepped aside, and I walked towards the room, or, to be precise, Blake's room.

Already today, so much drama has been done, and I don't want more.

"Who is she?" She asked Nora, I guess.

"The one you should not mess with," I said, walking ahead into the room.

I took a shower, walked out wearing a bathrobe, and looked for my stuff but found nothing. And I was too tired to look for my stuff right now, so I wore a T-shirt, walked to his closet, and opened it.

I noticed a few of the girls' clothes were already set in his closet, and when I looked closely, they looked new, so I wore one of them and walked towards the bed.

After laying on the bed, I look up at the ceiling to rewind today's event.

I wonder why people are still thinking I am Mrs .Jensen.

Why has he not declared our separation?

Is he still in love with me? He is behaving like this because he is angry at me.

But I don't see anger in his eyes. His eyes hold hatred for me. Not only hate, but some different spark I see in his eyes, which I don't understand at all.

And Nathan? What did he do with Sam? I sure saw nothing great about the way he was dragging her out.

I will call him tomorrow.

I closed my eyes, and as I was already exhausted mentally and physically, sleep instantly took over me.

Next Day

When I woke, it looked dark, but little rays were coming from the gap of the curtain; hence, it was late in the morning.

Gosh, how much do I sleep nowadays? I sat on my bed and yawned while starching my hand against my head. I looked around my room, and my eyes stuck on my bed, and I saw someone sleeping naked or maybe half-naked next to me.

Blake.

He was sleeping on his tummy, and his face was covered with hair coming from his forehead.

My fingers itch to roam in his hair, but then last night's challenge came to mind, and my morning went from good to bad in no time.

I don't know what he is planning. I am sure his evil mind must have something that will force me to do as he says.

Tears instantly pooled in my eyes, and I once again looked at the person I used to love to the core.