Chapter 31

Holding the chiming phone in both hands, she trembled. Oh, God! She placed her hand on her forehead and sighed.

The phone was still ringing.

She never wanted to do anything to upset Weston at all. Never. But here she is again. She sniffled and rubbed her eyes with her back palm. Now the phone has stopped ringing.

She swallowed hard. Okay, she'd answer the phone if he calls again….

But the sudden knock on the door made her heart leap to her chest.

Oh, damn! He's the one for sure!! Her eyes were wide and her head was hurting badly. Weston wouldn't mind going to Bradford Bradley's home even at midnight to fuck him up. She thought.

The knock sounded again and she walked over. Heart pounding, she blew out quietly, holding her aching chest with both hands. She quickly took off the clips from her black hair and the hair cascaded, framing her face down to her waist. Shutting her eyes, she hesitated briefly, exhaled, and then opened the door.

She was still in her work dress.

"Diamond?" He was gazing down at her. "What took you so long?" He took her hands in his. "Wait."

And her heart skipped a beat.

"Are you just returning from work?" He glanced at his glittery wristwatch. It was ten on the nose.

"No, I'm not," She tried to control the quiver of her voice. "I…I just fell asleep."

He gently cupped her face in his hand and pressed kisses on her forehead. "Oh, my love, you must be tired like fuck."

Dead tired. She leaned on his hard body, resting her head on his chest and he smiled, cuddling her.

He was in a good state of mind tonight. Jigyasa thought. She should tell him what happened before he found out by himself. Oh, God!

"My love," He was rubbing her back. "Why are you so trembly? Let's go inside."

Jigyasa's nerves burned with excitement and anxiety was ripping off her muscles. Still holding her, they went to sit on the sofa.

"Oh, my little princess," He smiled down at her. "Are you cold?" He cupped her face and studied her, his brows furrowed. "What happened, my love?"

Jigyasa was so scared that she felt her body trembling. Oh, God, please! Her heart was gonna swoop out of her mouth.

"Why are your eyes puffy and red?" He was gazing directly into her green eyes and he could see tears glittering in them. "Baby? Have you been crying??"

Jigyasa smiled nervously and rubbed her eyes with her palm. "I…I just woke up so the reflection of the light triggered the tears."

But his blue gaze was intense and she was afraid he didn't believe her. "And…and my day was pretty hectic."

His glowing gaze rested on her face. "Is that why you've been crying?" He could see the lines of dried tears on her face. As he lifted his hand to touch her face she flinched at him and he raised a brow. "Baby?" He gasped as his eyes widened in surprise. "Diamond…di…did you just flinch at me??"

He was assessing her closely. Looking away, he poked his fingers into his hair and scratched his head.

Oh, God! Was he angry? Fright was glowing in her eyes. "I…I…I'm sorry, Weston."

He gazed down at her again. She was still in his arms. He fondled her and made her rest her head on his chest. He kissed her forehead and blew out heavily.

She leaned nervously on him, listening to his calm heartbeat.

"You don't need to apologize to me, my love," He said softly. His voice was so tender.

From her expressions, he knew something was wrong. But what could it be? He thought, gazing down at her. She couldn't even look at him. He knew she lied about the sleep. Something wasn't right. He knows she gets a bit frightened of him sometimes…but that's mostly when she's done something wrong.

He sighed and said, "You must be hungry, diamond. Let's go have dinner. I got your favorite."

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God! She looked so bothered. He thought while driving. "My love, are you alright?"

"Yeah," She glanced at him.

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She knew she was straining his patience and was afraid he might lose his cool soon. She swallowed hard, gazing at the flavorful delicacy on the dining table. She'd just tell him.

Weston was watching her all through. "What are you so anxious about, diamond? " He asked softly. "What's bothering you, my love?"

"I'm just stressed out and…I don't have an appetite." She said faintly.

Leaving his food, he pulled one of the dining chairs and sat close to her. "Lemme feed you, diamond. You can't starve, you're pale already. And, you're quitting that fuckin job. Do you understand?"

She nodded slightly.

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She wasn't gonna delay any further. She thought as she lay on the bed, waiting on him. She'd taken her bath and was wearing his hoodie.

Soon, he got into the room. In his night shorts, he sat on the bed and she just wanted to touch his muscular arms as he took off his necklace and earrings

"Weston," Her voice quivered.

"My love?" He answered her.

"I…I wanna…say something to you."

"What's that, darling?" He lay down and gently pulled her into his arms. Stroking her back, he pressed a kiss on her forehead. The lump had completely healed. "Talk to me, diamond. I'm all ears." He kissed her again.

"I… I'm…sorry I… I…lied to you earlier." She trembled in his arms. "And…and…i…I'm sorry I didn't quit the job when you asked me to."

Lifting her watering gaze at him, she thought he'd get mad, but he was just gazing down at her, listening attentively.

"I…I got fired today by my boss,"

She looked up at him but didn't respond immediately. He was puzzled.

"Your boss fired you?" He raised a brow. "Why?"

Oh, now this was it! She thought. Oh God! She trembled.

"Did you do something wrong, baby?"

"N…no," She stuttered.

"No?" He echoed her softly. "Then, why did he fire you?"

She shuddered as she met his intense gaze…

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