Chapter 32"I ALREADY GOT a wedding coordinator, but they're not available on weekends. Do you have any dates in mind so we can meet them and plan the wedding?" Jeremy wiped my lips with wet wipes and wiped the sweat off my forehead.I just had morning sickness, and Jeremy was there by my side to make me feel better. His warm hand, caressing my back, made me feel better."Are you free by Tuesday?"He threw the wet wipes in the trash can under the sink and I saw him nod his head. "Yeah, sure. I'll clear my schedule. This is a lot more important." He stood up straight and smiled gently at me.I bit my lip as his words sent butterflies flying at the pit of my stomach. The way he said it sounds like our parents hadn't set us up, and that it's our decision to get married.I couldn't do anything but nod as my gaze moved towards his messy hair. I lifted my right hand to fix it, and as I did, he was just staring at me.I didn't mind him.When I was done, I was about to put my hand down when h
HE’S SERIOUS ABOUT marrying me. That’s the only fact that ran through my mind as we prepared for our wedding. And now, we’re here in a known local boutique to have our fitting. "Good morning, Miss Jannah and Sir Jeremy. This way, please." The lady lead us towards a room where we were greeted by a lot of wedding dresses, making my mouth hung in awe. The room is massive, and each side of the room has a hanger rack on which the dresses were hung. There was a couch in the middle of the room and in front of it is a huge closed platform with double doors. Oh, wow. I turned to Jeremy, and I almost blinked when I caught him staring at me with a small smile on his face, causing my heart to kick. Damn. I shouldn't mind his stares. I cleared my throat. "What about you?" "You first. I want to see you in your wedding dress." "You might fall harder," I joked and smirked at him. Taking a step closer to me, he playfully grinned as his stares became intense. "I already did."A gasp escaped fro
MY FEELINGS FOR him started when we were in high school. I was about to get hit by a flying ball when he caught it for me, and he ended up getting hit. After that day, I started to notice every small movement that he makes, starting from the way his fingers brush his hair, up to the way he bites his lips whenever he’s thinking, frustrated, or when he wants to say something but chooses to keep it with him instead. I couldn’t accept that I am feeling this way for him— for my best friend since I was still in my diapers. And he doesn’t even have a single idea about what I feel for him, and I kept it for years. Until something happened between us. We play with fire over and over again every time he gets drunk, and he doesn’t even remember that I am the woman who he was making love with. Although it hurts, I accept what he can give just to feel his warmth until I get used to our set-up. Not until I got pregnant.
“YOU'RE DRINKING AGAIN. Stop." I was about to grab the bottle he was holding but he quickly moved hia hand away. I shook my head. Here he is again, drinking. I smiled sadly as I looked at him. He looks so broken. His hair is really messy and his eyes are bloodshoot red. “Don’t stop me, Jannah. I need it,” he said firmly and drank again. I let out a sigh as I watched him drinking his heart out. Jeremy just found out that Jella has already a boyfriend and this time, Jella took her relationship seriously. Jella is Jeremy's first love. Jella was the first woman whom Jeremy took seriously, and probably the last. But then, Jella cheated on him last year and even though the bitch cheated on my friend, the jerk still loves her. “Jeremy, why don't you just move on? She cheated on you, okay? She fucking cheated. Even if she cheated, why do you still love her?” I blurted out in annoyance. Jeremy is stupid as hell. Why does he always set his eyes on Jella only? If only he would open his he
After 6 years I SIGHED as that memory flooded my mind. That was the first time something happened to Jeremy and me and after we did it, he fell asleep. I dressed him up even though my core was hurting as hell. Later, in the morning, he thanked me and he still treated me like before. He didn’t remember the memories we shared in his bed which is a good thing. But it wasn't just the first time. That went on and on until I could no longer count the times we did it and to this day, I know he still doesn’t have any idea about our sexual affairs. Good thing he has a lot of women but I know I’m the only woman he fucks. According to him, he’s always loyal to Jella and he can’t just do it with another woman. I rolled my eyes at that thought. Loyal, my ass. But here he is, fucking me. We were both 18 when we did it and now, we're 24. He's a doctor and I'm a veterinarian. We're both working here in one of the fam
“DOC. JANNAH. ” I looked at Ashley, my assistant. She's been my assistant for three years already. Hardworking and efficient, I must say. Her wavy hair is tied into a half ponytail and her soft features contorted in pain. My forehead knotted in confusion. What's going on with her? Her face is slightly pale. "What is it, Ash?" I adjusted my reading glasses. She scratched her head as if she’s confused on how to tell her situation before touching her stomach. I looked at her stomach and back at her. She’s getting paler and her face contorted even more as if she’s in great pain. "Dysme?" She shook her head as she blew air like she was having difficulty. Her breath is shaky and beads of sweats formed on her forehead. I couldn’t help but be worried for her. Is she okay? "LBM," she whispered, enough for me to hear it. Oh, I thought she was on her period. I nodded at what she said and took the medicine kit in my drawer. I took a one tablet of Diatabs and gave it to her. “Take
"WHY DO YOU LOOK ANGRY?" I asked him when we had finished ordering our meals. Jeremy frowned at my question. “Angry? What should I be angry about?” I raised an eyebrow at him. He didn’t meet my gaze and just focused his attention on his food, making me roll my eyes heavenwards. Okay, he likes to act clueless, then? "A while ago. You even left me there and went inside the cafeteria first. What the fuck made you angry?” I sipped on my soup and moaned in delight. The soup is still hot, which makes it even more delicious. "Yummy,” I mutted. Licking my lips, I threw my gaze at him. He gulped upon looking at me and when he noticed that I was staring at him, he immediately averted my gaze. My forehead knotted in confusion. Sometimes, I don’t really know what’s going on inside his mind. "Nothing. I wasn’t angry. Just hungry,” he playfully replied and shrugged. My eyebrow arched. Really? I didn’t bother to make a reply. Obviously, the fool is just lying. If he doesn'
I JUST stared at Jeremy who was drinking heavily. He already drank a lot and he has been telling me to drink with him a lot of times but I always refuse. I don't know the reason why he's drinking. There is a part of me that feels sad because I know, after this, something will happen between us again. Jannah the bedwarmer. "Shot, Jan." He handed me his shot glass which contains a hard drink. I shook a him to show my refusal and gently lowered his hand. I sighed and looked at the clock. It's already eight in the evening. "Jeremy, I need to go," I said without looking at him. I stood up to pick up my bag but I was so shocked when he pulled me to sit on his lap. I cursed on my mind and closed my eyes tightly. Shit. This is what I’m saying. "No. Let’s have fun first,” he said huskily and lowered the shot glass on the table. He wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled his face on my neck. I swallowed hard when I felt his breath on my earlobe. It sent shivers down my spine