No One But You

Chapter 5 I will Find out Who He was

Daniel’s mother leaped out and gave me a slap.

She was at least a head shorter than me, but she was accurate every time she slapped me.

"You are shameless. You have cuckolded my son outside, and now you dare to be so fierce!” She

clutched Daniel's wrist as she walked to the door. "Come on, don't talk so much to such a shameless

woman!"

I didn't have time to cover my face. I guessed it was swollen.

Yesterday she hit me on the left cheek. Today she hit me on the right cheek. It was a perfect match.

I followed, just in time to block the door they were about to close.

Looking at Daniel’s mother's chubby face, I tried my best to suppress my temper.

Because she was an elder, I was tolerant to her again and again.

"Let your son explain how I got the baby in my belly!" My angry fingers trembled as I pressed against

the door.

"You cuckolded my son and you are shameless to say it here!" She pushed me away in disgust.

"Grace," I said, "Ask Daniel what he did after dinner that night. Daniel, say something!"

He hung his head and hid behind his mother, “Josephine, you go first. You are pregnant, and my

mother's body is not good. I don’t want you get hurt you."

My heart ached at this moment. I didn’t expect Daniel was a loser needed protection from his mother.

"Josephine, since you have come, get divorced with my son. We have no such daughter-in-law as

you!" Daniel's mother went back to the house to look for the hukou book. Daniel and I looked at each

other.

I was angry to the extreme and I did not know what to say.

“Who is that man?” I calmed down and asked calmly.

"Josephine, you go quickly!" Daniel pushed me out of the door, “My mother now is angry. If she forces

us to divorce, how should we do?"

"What do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything. I'll try to persuade my mother. I'll get you back when she gets over her

anger."

"Do you think I can come back now that I'm carrying someone else's child?"

"Josephine, what do you want? I hate to scold you when you have someone else's child." He looked at

me piteously. "Can you at least let me digest this?"

All in all, it seemed I’ve gone too far.

I stayed a moment, and then he pushed me out of the door and closed it.

"Josephine, go, I will find you in a few days." Daniel's voice seemed unreal through the thick door

panel. Daniel was particularly good at tai Chi. Every punch I gave seemed to be in a cotton bag, and

there was no reaction.

For the moment, I couldn't get anything out of him.

I went back to the villa in a listless mood.

I slept from night to noon the next day with a heavy head. I had no work anyway and plenty of time to

sleep.

After I got up at noon, I finished my lunch. In the afternoon, I called Secretary Frank and reminded him

not to forget our agreement. If I didn't see anyone before 7 o'clock tonight, I would definitely abort the

baby.

Secretary Frank was very good-natured and answered me slowly, "What should come will come."

After dinner, I sat quietly on the sofa and waited for the man to arrive.

The minutes ticked by, and any sound could make me jump off the couch.

However, after seven o'clock the man still did not come.

Losing all my patience, I was about to call Secretary Frank, the doorbell rang.

Stella immediately opened the door, someone walked in.

I sat straight and craned my neck to look at the door.

The man came in step by step and stood before me at last.

I looked up at him, mumbling, "Why are you here?"

"Josephine," he squatted down in front of me and took my hand.

The man squatting in front of me was Daniel. In the irradiation of villa crystal lamp, his lens reflected

dazzling light, making me dazzled.

I looked at him. “Don’t tell me you’re the one who got me pregnant.”

He stammered and his eyes twinkled.

So, he didn't have to say anything I knew he was lying to me.

Now even a fool can analyze it.

I told Secretary Frank that I wanted to see the father, but Daniel showed up.

This showed that Daniel was in collusion with them.

I really wanted to know how much I'm worth to make a man sell his wife.

My heart was throbbing with breath and I had to take a deep breath to keep from palpitating.

It was like a heart attack. The blood vessels were going to close up.

"I ask you again, is the child in my belly yours?"

He looked down at me and finally snorted vaguely, "Yes."

I lifted his head. "Did you admit it? Is the child yours?"

"Yes." He said.

"Good." I got up from the couch and took his wrist. "Now that you've admitted that the baby is yours,

let's go back and tell your mother that she slapped me for nothing and I need her to apologize."

Daniel pulled me before I could walk. His expression was inarticulate, “Josephine, No."

"Did we get a license?" I asked him.

He nodded his head. "Yes!"

"Since we are legally married and now we legally have a child of our own, it doesn't make sense for me

to live in someone else's house."

I pointed upstairs. "Help me get my luggage down. I want to go home."

He stood still, as if his feet rooted. "Don't be so wayward. You're pregnant now, and it's the first

trimester.”

I looked at him, gasping for breath. If it were not for my fast heartbeat now, I would like to swing my arm

to give him a slap.

"Say it, who sent you here?"

"Josephine." He hemmed and hawed and groaned.

I got it. Anyway, I didn't get the answer I wanted from him.

I sat on the sofa, hugging my knees, “Fuck off!"

"Josephine." He stood in front of me. "Don't you do that?"

"Go." I didn't wanna say a word to him.

He stood beside me for a moment, and then went away.

After he left, I noticed Stella holding a tray where a cup of cup for Daniel. She did not come over since

we were quarrelling.

I waved to her and she came over.

I picked up the tea from the tray and drank it down.

He wouldn't tell me, nor would Secretary Frank.

Ok. I can check for myself.

I'd got plenty of time anyway.

Back in my room, I locked the door. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I have a small heart, in case the owner of this house suddenly came back to me at night. Only the door

was locked, can I sleep soundly.