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Why Is He Cutting Your Hair?
Club 019, room 34? That was the room she entered that day. So Ragnar Marshall was the man she had a one night stand with? Huh? Ragnar Marshall is her babies daddy? Is fate playing a prank on her? How can that be?
First, she found herself in a twist of fate, married to him but now, she just found out he’s the father of her children. How can that beast of man be the father of her kids? Should he find out, he could do the worse. She didn’t even want to imagine what he could do.
Brigitta feigned a very genuine ignorant expression and said, “I’m confused. Do you see me as a slut, Mr. Ivan?”
“Of course not.” The butler, Ivan responded immediately.
“Only a slut would have sex with a stranger at a club, please refrain from disrespecting me in the future,” she warned. She was trying her best to surpress her overly beating heart. The realization that just dawned on her was too much for her to take but she must act in an unsuspecting manner.
“Please don’t be offended, Mrs. Brigitta. I’m only curious.” Took a few seconds before he spoke again, “pardon me, but your kids aren’t for your ex husband, right?”
“Your questions are so inconvenient. You are asking me personal matters. Did Mr. Ragnar Marshall sent you to ask this? Or shall I tell him you are asking me this…”
“Oh no… I’m just curious. I must leave now.” The butler said and walked away.
Brigitta let out a sigh and immediately walked out of the place, while walking swiftly, hoping to get to her room soon, she collided on a figure that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She freezed and absorbed the sweet scent of the individual before taking steps back.
Seeing that this man was Ragnar Marshall, she quickly apologized, “I’m so sorry, sir. It wasn’t intentional.”
“You are having sex with your ex.”
“No! No… He’s lying. I don’t know what nonsense came upon him at your office. The last time I saw him was…”
“The necklace? He gave you the necklace you forgot on his bed.” He interrupted.
She sighed, “I noticed my necklace indeed got lost but I did not know how it got to his hand. We have been distant from eachother for a very long time. He’s just being stupid.”
“Follow me.” He said and began to walk towards a room. In a jiffy, they were both inside his room.
“I assumed you went after him because I haven’t touched you. Strip naked!” He commanded.
“I did not go after him, please believe me, sir. Although our marriage is nominal and inconvenient, I will never break the rules of the marriage. It’s weird to say but you are my husband… sir. It’s okay if you haven’t touched me, I’m not even complaining. Afterall, I had deceived your family by claiming to be my step-sister. I deserve all the hatred you have towards me but please don’t treat me like a slut. I’m not one, sir.”
“You prefer the intimacy of your ex husband, then?”
“No, sir. I hate him. I hate him with passion,” she said out loud, “when I was married to him, cause whenever I conceive, I always loose the pregnancy. I had up to nine miscarriages and never gave birth to a child. It was as though I was cursed so my ex husband’s family hated me. Even the youngest of the family says cruel words to me but I kept holding onto the marriage believing that my ex husband still loves me. But that was until I caught him having sex with both my bestfriend and my own sister.”
She continued, “sir… How can I ever allow such a man in my life again? I broke up with him then and left the city. I have only just returned because of my grandmother’s ill health. Infact, it was because my family insist that unless I disguise and marry the ill son of the Wigglesworth’s family in place of my sister, that they wouldn’t help me as regarding my grandma’s health bill, that was why I had to disguise as my sister and get married to you.”
“I’m not terrible, sir. I’m a good woman, that I’m sure of.”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
“Are you giving me reasons not to hate you?” His voice was devoid of emotions.
“Of course not, sir. I deserve everything. If I were in your shoe, I would have hated me as well. But please I beg you, don’t treat me as a slut.” She said.
Ragnar Marshall went to sit and spoke, “what is your relationship with Nikolai?”
“He’s just a friend. My best friend actually, sir.” She answered.
“You hugged him.”
“Sir…”
“I saw you hug him. Who is the father of your kids, is it him or your ex husband?” He asked.
“Sir… Nikolai and I only hugged eachother as friends. And my ex husband isn’t the father of my baby neither is Nikolai, sir.”
“Next time I see him hug you or touch you, I’ll slit his throat.” At this word, everywhere in the room went dead quiet as though this was a graveyard. “Not just him, any man! Understood?”
She stuttered, “yes sir.. yes… sir.”
“If you are not a slut. You must prove it. I’ll have you observed from time to time.” He then stood. “You may leave.”
“Okay, sir.”
Brigitta immediately stood and walked quickly towards the door. She suddenly paused and turned to him, “sir… Thank you for saving my daughter.”
“I didn’t do it for you, I have my reasons.” He said as he dissapeared into the bathroom.
He isn’t really that worse, is he? She questioned herself as she walked out of the room. It’s just that her first hand experiences of him brutalizing people still scares her. The fact that he hadn’t even forced himself on her despite the fact that they are married is a positive signal for her.
About to enter her room, she suddenly heard the screams of her children. She sped to their room and then saw the butler walking out, “Mr. Ivan, what happened to my children?”
“Nothing.” Ivan replied and walked away quickly.
She walked inside and then rushed to the kids, “what’s the matter?”
“Mr. Ivan cut our hairs.” The children reported.
“What! Why is he cutting your hairs?” At once, she understood why. Ivan wanted to perform a DNA test to see if her kids has the same DNA as Ragnar Marshall. She immediately sped out in search for him.