CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

KHLOE’S POV

The first light of dawn crept through the sheer curtains, casting a warm glow on the bedroom. Beneath the soft covers, my eyes flapped open, revealing a confusion that mirrored the dimly lit room.

I slowly sat up, then the events of the previous night began to flood down my memory.

“Shit!” I said, silently hitting my head.

Felix, on the other hand, was still sleeping, his face was peaceful with his dark eyes closed, they were so charming. Felix didn’t take advantage of me. I succumbed to it too. We both had sex with each other.

Fear and anxiety bewildered my body as soon as I remembered my son was in the hospital. My heart raced lying beside Felix. I had slept with him, which wasn’t meant to happen. I tossed to the other side of the bed as I thought of how to leave the room unnoticed.

I slowly dropped one leg, then dropped the other, took a quick look at Felix, then I started pacing slowly out of the room.

“You can do better than that?” his voice said quickly as he sat up.