Chapter 355
"All for love!" I cheered him on.
"Yeah, you're right, it's all about love." Quinlan perked up. "Thanks, John."
"No problem, I'll keep helping you out."
Just as I was about to hang up, Quinlan added, "Wait, don't hang up, I got something else!"
"What's up?"
"The day after tomorrow, a buddy of mine is having a birthday. You free to come with me?"
"Sure thing."
After hanging up, I thought, 'Is he already inviting me to stuff?'
'Is it really that easy?'
'Quinlan isn't that tough to talk to. Steven must've done something really messed up to piss him off.'
I got back to my apartment, and just as I reached the door, Linda's door swung open. She looked at me coldly, "Where've you been these past two days? Haven't seen you around."
"Busy," I said, forcing a smile. "Hungry? I can make you something."
"Don't lie to me," she said, her voice like ice. "What's that perfume I smell? Seeing another woman?"
I sniffed myself, and yeah, there was a scent.
It must've come from Wendy. I quickly explained, "No, I haven't been seeing another woman. I just asked someone for help."
"Did you ask for help in bed?" Linda sneered.
I thought, 'Why does that sound so harsh?'
I felt annoyed. 'Damn it, I've been running around for you, and not only do I not get a thank you, but you also suspect me.'
"Ms. Foster, I really didn't. Give me some more time, and you'll understand."
She slammed the door shut.
I was a bit pissed too, my good mood instantly ruined.
I thought, 'Wait, why is she so mad, why does she care so much?'
I slapped my forehead.
'I'm such an idiot.'
I quickly knocked on her door, "Ms. Foster, open up."
I knocked for five minutes, but the door stayed shut. I felt a bit frustrated. I thought, 'How could I not see something so obvious?'
Just as I was about to head back to my room, the door opened. Linda still had a cold look. Without a word, I walked in and hugged her.
"I'm so sorry for neglecting you these past couple of days." She was carrying my child, dealing with the company's problems – the weight on her shoulders must have been immense.
"Get off me, you jerk!" She struggled in my arms. "John, I am your boss, your superior!"
Without a word, I kissed her, muffling her protests, "That's in Sevan City. Here, you're just the mother of my child!"
Then I felt a sharp pain in my mouth, but I didn't let go, letting her bite me.
Soon, the taste of blood spread in my mouth.
I kissed her passionately, and before I knew it, we were on the couch.
Holding her, I didn't care about who she was at that moment.
Slowly, our clothes came off.
I was afraid of hurting her, but she seemed to be venting her fears, using brute force.
It scared me.
"Ms. Foster, slow down, you're pregnant."
She sneered, "Why didn't you think of that when you came in?"
Her movements became even more intense, as if venting her dissatisfaction.
I held her, "Ms. Foster, then I'll pull out."
Linda slapped me, "Bastard, what do you take me for, someone you can toy with as you please?"
I was really afraid she'd hurt herself or the baby.
"No, no, don't misunderstand me."
"I don't care what you mean. If you don't satisfy me today, I'll go to the hospital for an abortion!" she cursed, a lustful look in her eyes.
She continued, "Don't move, I'll do it myself!"
I didn't dare move, just watched her collapse and get back up again, like some kind of unstoppable warrior.
She climaxed twice, and by then, she couldn't even lift a finger.
She lay on me, panting.
"Carry me to wash up!" She ordered.
I carefully picked her up and helped her wash, "Is your belly okay?"
She didn't say a word, her eyes still cold, but her face was flushed, even her neck was pink.
After the bath, she sat on the couch in a bathrobe and ordered, "I'm hungry. I want something sour and a sour drink."
"Okay, okay, I'll make it right away."
I quickly went downstairs to buy ingredients and got lemons to make her lemon tea.
I prepared a bunch of sour food for her.
She walked unsteadily, clearly overexerted earlier.
I quickly went to support her, "I told you not to overdo it."
She glared at me, "Say that again!"
I quickly shut up.
"Try it and see how it tastes." She sat there, glancing at me. "I'm too tired, feed me!"
She was treating me like a servant.
"What, you don't want to?"
"I do, I really do!"
I slowly fed her.
"It's a bit greasy, I want a drink."
I quickly brought the drink to her lips.
"I want fruit."
"What's with that look?"
I quickly put on a smile and fed her the fruit.
After eating, she said, "My neck is sore, come massage it."
"Ms. Foster, is this pressure okay?"
"Not bad."
Standing behind her, I could clearly see her naked body through the bathrobe. The sight aroused me.
I thought, 'No, I can't touch her again. What if I hurt the baby? We have to be careful in the first three months.'
At seven in the evening, she asked me to take her for a walk. As soon as we got to the park, she jumped on my back, "Carry me!"
"Where to?"
"To the end."
I almost fainted. The path stretched out before us, a good mile and a half at least. Three miles round trip, carrying a grown woman? I was already wiped.
"Don't want to? If you don't, I'll go to the hospital tomorrow."
"No, I want to!"
I gritted my teeth and carried her forward.
I knew she was deliberately getting back at me, but as long as she kept the baby, a little suffering was nothing.
The round trip took me over an hour, and I was exhausted when we got back to the apartment.
"Ms. Foster, we're home. Can you get down now?"
"Ms. Foster?"
I turned my head and saw her hair covering her face. She had fallen asleep.
I couldn't help but laugh, carrying her into the bedroom and gently laying her on the bed.
After a quick shower, I got into bed.
Holding her soft body, I quickly fell asleep.
Early the next morning, I was woken by some noise.
Opening my eyes, I saw a shadow moving.
Who else could it be but Linda?
I was confused. I thought, 'What's she doing so early?'
I checked the time, it was four in the morning.
"Ms. Foster, you..."
"John, if the baby can make it, then I'll have it!"
She tossed her hair, just like during the day, having sex with me.
But I didn't feel pleasure, only anger.
I pinned her down, holding her hands, "Stop this. If you really don't want this baby, I'll go to the hospital with you!"
She didn't speak. Everything was quiet.
But I could hear her heavy breathing, "How can you give me a good life? Can you protect me?"
I said, "You should understand, Steven left you here on purpose. Don't you know the trouble he's caused?"
"And you say you love Steven, I don't believe it at all!"
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