Chapter 39 Chapter 39
Chapter 39
Iris POV
"Remember what I told you, get him to sleep with you. But don't you dare get pregnant for him." My father threatened from behind me as I was about to step out of the house.
It's the first time he has spoken since yesterday. I guess he was grieving, the person must have meant a lot to him if he acts this way about their death.
"I remember that father." I replied not wanting to provoke him.
"Good." He gave a simple nod and went back upstairs.
"It's going to be alright." Vickie reassured me.
"Yeah, it will." I replied pulling her into a bone crushing hug.
"The cafe tomorrow, if I don't see you there I'm breaking up with you." Vickie joked.
"Yeah babe, I will be there." I responded going with the flow. She pulled back from the hug, wiping a tear that had fallen from her cheek.
"This pregnancy be making me feel too emotional." She muttered.
"It means my little niece or nephew in there is doing well." I teased, rubbing her stomach.
"Niece. I haven't checked it but I just know." She whispered, lowering her gaze.
"Thinking about him again?" I asked and I took her silence as a yes.
"It's fine Vickie, he isn't worth it." I pulled her into another hug.
"Thank you." She whispered.
"I better get going now before father comes back downstairs." I said withdrawing from the hug. She nodded her head, waving at me.
I waved back, opened the door and left the house. I got into the car, greeted the driver and the drive back to Darius house started.
How do I get him to sleep with me?
Or should I lie?
We already had sex once but I can't tell father or Vickie about that. But do I want to do that again? What if he suspects something?
What is father even doing?
How is he going to lie that Vickie's child was born prematurely?
All of this is seriously confusing me but I don't care, I will just do what I have been ordered to do. We got back to the house in no time and I breathed out a sigh of relief as I noticed Darius' car wasn't in the driveway.
I still have some time before I have to face him. I can just prepare myself mentally till then. Rebecca jumped immediately when I entered the house.
"Welcome back My lady, I have missed you so much." She beamed, collecting my bag from my hand.
"I missed you too Rebecca, I'm happy to see you." I replied.
"I just finished making Alfredo pasta, I noticed how much you like the last one I made and decided to surprise you with another one." She rushed out.
"Thank you Rebecca, I can't wait to have that deliciousness in my mouth."
"I will take your bag to your room and serve you then. Just wait for me in the dining room, it won't take too long." She said and I nodded my head.
Walking to the dining room. Good thing I didn't eat back at home, I sat down on the chair scrolling through Instagram. Nothing too interesting to see though, a smile graced my face as I saw the picture of Vickie and I at the restaurant yesterday.
The one she posted on her story, I quickly sent her a message to send me the picture. I was going to use it as my wallpaper.
"Welcome back." I heard someone say from behind me and I froze. That wasn't just someone, that is fucking Darius.
When did he get here?
How come I didn't even hear his footsteps or the sound of his car?
"I decided to come say hi since you didn't bother to greet me after you came back." He said, sitting on the chair closest to me.
"I..." I cleared my throat, not knowing exactly what to say. I didn't know he was at home, I didn't see his car in the driveway so I assumed he wasn't. I should have asked Rebecca when I entered.
"I didn't know you were at home." I said finally.
"Mmn. How is your father doing now?" He asked.
"My father?" I was confused.
"Yeah, he said he was sick." He said.
"Oh yeah, he is fine now." I quickly lied.
"Good for him."
Should I ask him about the honeymoon?
What if he doesn't know about it either?
"Where do you want to go for the honeymoon?" He asked. And I almost thanked him for saving me the stress of having to think too much about how to ask him.
"I don't know, anywhere you have in mind." I replied.
"Listen here Vickie or Iris, I don't give a fuck. I have no time for honeymoon. When your father questions you about this you tell him we already picked a date."
"I won't be going anywhere with you. Also, we will be getting divorced soon." He finished and the blood drained from my body.
Not because he called me Vickie again but because of his harsh tone and divorce. I shouldn't even be bothered about the divorce, because divorcing means me being free from all of these lies.
He didn't even wait for me to respond before leaving the dining room. It's not like I have anything to say to him though.
"Here it is." Rebecca smiled, placing the plated Alfredo pasta in my mouth.
"Thank you." I muttered and she left.
I started eating but the food didn't taste the same in my mouth, not because it was delicious but because of what Darius had said earlier.
Maybe I should tell Vickie about this, she deserves to know. It's about her after all.
I pushed the food to one side, not having the appetite to continue eating. I picked up my phone and texted Vickie.
Because no honeymoon means I won't be getting him to sleep with me unless I go to his room. And he has already expressed his feelings so what is left now is the divorce.
But will father be happy with the divorce?