While I was cooking breakfast, I heard the incessant ringing of David's phone on the kitchen table. He was still in the shower. On its 4th call, I decided to answer it.

"Hello, this is David's phone!"

"Hi, is David around?" Asked by a man's voice on the other line.

"Yeah, he's currently in the shower, would you like to leave a message for him."

"Yes, please. Ahm, who am i speaking to."

"This is Olivia."

"Olivia?...as in Olivia Miller?" His toned seemed surprised.

"Oh no!... I'm Olivia Grey."

"I apologize. Miss Grey, this is Leandro Smith, I am David's lawyer. I just want to inform him on the case about his marriage."

"His marriage." I froze.

"Yes Miss Grey! He is still legally married. I wish to speak to him regarding this."

"I will inform him." My nerves were stiffed.

"Thank you Miss Grey! Have a good day!"

I put the phone down.What was he talking about? Marriage? Legally binded?

Didn't David submit the divorce papers?

My knees were wobbling and I felt completely numb. I tried to decipher what his lawyer just said. God, help me understand!

I looked at my baby who was playing on his crib while watching cartoons. When he met my eyes, he started jumping up and down giddily and babbling baby words. I picked him up and kissed his chubby cheeks.

David stepped out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. He pulled me by my waist and kissed my neck.

My baby extended his arms to his father and David obeyed. He picked up his son and swayed him and my baby couldn't stop laughing.

"Leandro Smith called. He wants to speak to you." David stopped and looked at me with guilty eyes.

David put his son back to the crib and turned to me.

"What did he say?"

"He just wanted to discuss with you about the marriage that was not nulled." He froze.

"Livy..."

"No, not now." I walked away.

We ate our breakfast in silence. I lost my appetite already. I only drank my coffee to calm myself.

David offered to wash the dishes and cleaned the table. I didn't protest. I didn't have the energy to fight with him.

The day was finished so quickly. I went to my classes with cloudy mind. I decided to visit the bookstore just few meters away to the apartment to chill out a little before going home.

I was collecting books to add to my reading lists when I noticed a GQ British magazine sitting in the corner of the counter. The cover of the magazine was no other than, David Miller.

He looked mightily handsome spreading himself on the chair. "The richest British male model on Earth is now conquering the business world", the caption said.

I sat on the coffee table and continued scanning the glossy pages. I was just randomly scanning the content of the article when a certain paragraph caught my eye.

It talked about his marriage that had already been known to public, and his plan to get in nulled. There was even a picture of him and a gorgeous woman smiling to the cameras.

The caption said, "David Miller with Samantha Perrera, a lawyer and a socialite during the GQ British Ball 2016. Are we going to hear a wedding bell soon?"

I checked the date and it was the time when David returned to London for some business he needed to settle, according to him.

So this was the business he was talking about. Right, Olivia! Now you know.

I felt so pathetic. After letting him back to my life and after he ravished my body, he now jumped to another woman.

Why do always want to hurt me David? I wanted to cry. It was more painful when no tears were coming out.

I didn't know what to do. I followed the sidewalk when the rain started to pour. I kept on walking and walking.

Don't say you haven't been warned, Olivia.

I checked my clock and found out I had been sitting on the bench for two hours now. My swollen eyes worsen by vision, my legs were cold and trembling, and my head ached so much.

The clouds were so dark. I decided to continue walking. My heels could barely carry my weight and my clothes were soaking wet.

I knocked softly. I had no energy anymore to hunt for my keys in the bag. Just less than five seconds, David hurriedly opened the door with a worried face and quickly scooped me up by his big arms.

I wanted to protest but my head was seriously screwed.

He carried me to the bedroom and gently let me stand. I saw my baby sleeping with a fluffy blanket covering him.

David never let me away from his arms. He removed every article of my clothings while murmuring something. My stomach was churning up feeling me more dizzy and I sneezed a lot.

I somehow felt bad for abusing and exhausting my body under the heavy rain.

"I've been waiting for you. I thought something happened."

"Your not answering my calls."

"Baby, what happened? Why did you drench yourself in the rain."

"You must be hungry now. I already cooked dinner for us."

"Baby, let's go to the shower. Okay?"

He had been talking and talking but I couldn't utter any response. I felt so completely exhausted.

He scooped me up again and laid me inside the tub with warm water. He washed my body and shampooed my hair. I couldn't move my limbs. I didn't care anymore if I was naked. All I want was to close my eyes.

"We're done." He assisted me to stand up and covered me with the robe.

I was shivering so bad. He dressed me up with his own pajamas and his t-shirt. I probably looked like a fool with the outfit twice-larged my body. He even blowered and combed my hair.

"Baby, you have to eat now. Can you manage to stand?"

I didn't answer but I just got up. I was really hungry and I craved for a hot chicken soup.

I tried to get off from the bed but my legs wobbled. I lost my balance but luckily David was quick and he carried me out with his muscular arms again.

"I got you."

He let me sit on the chair. He was filling in my plate but I wasn't moving.

"Don't you like food? What would you like to eat? I can cook for you." He sounded concerned and I was getting more sick of it.

"You want soup?" He asked and I nodded.

"Okay, this will be quick. Just hold on."

He got up from the chair and started searching for the ingredients in the fridge. I was only watching him moving around the kitchen.

He cooked very quick and soon we started eating silently. He cleaned the table and the dishes and led me back to my bed.

"Baby, can I stay here for the night?"

"Why?"

"I want to watch you and our baby."

"Do you think I'm not capable of doing it?" I said coldly. He looked down with disappointment.

"I mean, you are sick and I want to take care of you." He pleaded.

"I'm sick, I'm not disabled. Go back to your hotel David." I firmly replied.

He obliged. I could see that he was hurt by my sudden coldness. He pulled the blanket to cover me and kissed my forehead.

"Please call me if you need anything."

I didn't answer. I just closed my eyes. 😳