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Chapter 10 What’s That on Your Neck
drian transferred two thousand dollars to Farrah on Venmo, then used her phone to check whether she’d eceived it. Then, he returned the phone to her.
What’s that supposed to mean?” Farrah didn’t understand. Then, she felt insulted and said hotly, “Are you uying my virginity?”
drian paused before taking his first bite of breakfast. He looked at her and said calmly, “I was paying you or the ravioli.” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
arrah’s rage turned to embarrassment, and what he said next only made her feel even more so. “We’re gally married, so having sex is perfectly normal. Why would I need to pay you for fulfilling your duty as y wife?”
hose words and his deep, charming voice made her flush, She couldn’t say anything to refute him.
he atmosphere turned awkward again. Without Philip around to smooth things over, they concentrated n their food as memories of last night flashed through their minds….
arrah was easily embarrassed, which intensified the more she thought about the night before. She’d ctually taken the initiative at one point while under the influence of the aphrodisiac. Now, she wanted othing more than to dig herself a hole to hide!
o, it didn’t matter. She’d slept with her husband; it was perfectly fine. There was nothing to fear or be mbarrassed about! She could only tell herself this to make herself feel better.
fter breakfast, Adrian retreated to the study. Farrah washed the sheets, then hesitated over whether she seded to tell him she was going out. He didn’t seem to care, though, so she left without a word.
drian sat behind his desk in the well–lit study. He kept getting distracted as he thought about what had appened last night. This was his first time losing his focus on work over a woman. The novel sensation semed to awaken something in him.
‘hen waking up that morning, he’d seen the stain of crimson on the sheets. The emotions that had urged within him at that moment were indescribable.
left Floral Spring Residences and headed to Fairytale Cottage. It was a small dessert store located riverside, offering unique–tasting desserts. It was a standalone cottage with white walls and blue
indows.
arrah and her best friend, Riley Shaw, had pooled their money two years ago to open the store. They’d red two workers, Tina Johnson and Sandra Court, to help out. It was a small enterprise, and business asn’t too bad. They were already starting to profit.
Why’d you have time to come over today, Fay?”
‘ou’ve become prettier again, Fay!”
na and Sandra were happy to see her. The store was decorated simply, with many captions stuck to the all. One’s mood would be lifted upon entering the store. For instance, one caption wrote, “It’s a pleasure
meet here, where you’ll find desserts and happiness.”
came to check on things since I had time. How has business been? Have you guys been busy?” Farrah as in a good mood now. Coming to Fairytale Cottage always made her feel better.
andra said, “There’s been quite a lot of orders lately. We’ve been swamped.”
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“Which ones have yet to be completed? I’ll help out.” Farrah put on
apron.
Tina asked, “Didn’t you say you wanted to try your hand at designing? How’s it going? Have you submitted your résumé anywhere yet?”
“Yeah, I’ve submitted them to close to ten companies. I’m still waiting to hear from them, Farrah answered with a smile. She’d actually already lost hope. “My main weakness is that I don’t have a designs to show.
any past
“No company with any experience in the industry would want to hire a complete rookie like me. I guess it’ll come down to my luck.”
“Aww, don’t let that get you down. If you can’t find a job, you can always come back to Fairytale Cottage. There’s plenty of room here for you to showcase your abilities–you can create unique desserts!”
Farrah was quite happy to hear Tina and Sandra supporting her and cheering her up. They chatted, and she stayed there for two hours
Suddenly, Tina asked, “What’s that on your neck, Farrah? Is it an allergic reaction?”
Sandra looked at Farrah, too. She saw the red spots on Farrah’s neck. Before the latter realized what they were referring to, Sandra cried, “Oh, my God. Those are hickeys! You’d better come clean and tell us what you were up to last night!”
Farrah flushed. She hadn’t noticed the hickeys at all! Besides, they were in the middle of August, and it was sweltering. She couldn’t exactly cover up her neck
She stuttered at Tina and Sandra’s probing looks, and her face turned even redder as she thought about what had happened last night. Ultimately, she forced out, “I’m married!”
“What?”
“Oh, my God!”
Sandra and Tina screamed at the same time.
Farrah didn’t even have a boyfriend. Who could she have gotten into a shotgun marriage with?
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