No One But You

Lived together? Well?

That was a terrible word.

But last night I seemed to sleep with Calvin. Although there was no substantive movement, we hugged with few clothes on our bodies.

It was true that we lived together.

"Then how do you expect me to say to my live-in buddy, ask him to pardon my husband?"

"You can say that!" His voice was full of hope. "Calvin degraded me for your words, and can promote me for your words."

What?

I coldly interrupted him, "Daniel, your demotion has nothing to do with me. Calvin did not do it not for me. You may offend him in other places without knowing it. It is not of my business. Oh, I inform you that I want to divorce with you. You draft the divorce agreement and send me.

"Hey, Josephine, you can't leave me alone."

I hung up the phone before he finished.

He was not dying, why should I not leave him alone?

Even if he was dying, it depended on my mood whether I save him or not.

So I didn't ask Calvin when he came back in the evening. I ate too much for lunch and didn't want to eat at night. I didn't go out of my room and locked my door.

I refused the food Sally served me in the evening. I said to her through the door, "I am full. Take away the meal."

I had hardly turned when I heard the door lock being unlocked.

Calvin had a key.

I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall to watch him. "What?" I said, "Do you want me to warm you bed tonight?"

"Sally said you didn't go down all afternoon."

"Yes, So?"

He looked at me. He seemed to have drunk. Smell of alcohol came slowly to me.

"You seem angry. Why?"

Angry? Was I acting angry?

I didn't even think so.

"I am Tired." I turned around, but was caught by his arm.

"Is it because I called you my girlfriend in front of people at noon or because I demoted your man?"

"It's none of my business if you castrate him, but I felt annoyed with that girlfriend thing. We don't have that kind of relationship. Don't ruin my reputation."

"Ha." He laughed and said, "I don't mind you that you're divorced, but you think I'm discrediting your reputation?"

"You can mind. I don't care." I withdrew my arm from his hand, but as soon as I did the other arm was caught again.

"Interesting, are you comparing me with my strength?" I couldn't get away, so I gave up.

"Josephine, you're playing hard-to-get, aren't you?" He pulled me to him and looked down at me.

I panicked and lost in his deep pupils.

I could only rely on sneer to arm myself, "As you like!"

"Then you made it." He suddenly embraced me and hid his face in my throat. His breath was so hot, like a sharp arrow. The heat went straight into my heart. "Calvin." My voice was dumb, and I said with weak momentum "Let go of me."

"No." He was stubborn like a naive child, holding me tightly.

He did not look like lack of love. There were lots of crazy women around him, but I felt he was entangling me.

Was it because he never had in his life had a married woman?

I couldn't get out of his arms. I could only be held passively by him.

I felt I was going to sleep before he let me go.

He laid his forehead against mine and stroked my cheek gently with the back of his fingers. "It is a shame to be my woman, huh?"

"Why do you want me to be your woman? There are a lot of women standing in line."

He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Aren't you the mother of my child?"

"So?"

"If you want to have a baby, have it next to me. If you don't, you can abort it, but you should be with me."

I didn't quite understand him. I looked up blankly into his handsome face. "Why? Why should I stay with you?"

He wasn't really sure why he was doing it.

"We had sex before, but we were framed by Daniel. And you do not lack the woman to have sex with." I muttered. "Yes, but you climbed into to my end?"

"I didn't. Daniel sent me there."

"It doesn't make any difference to me." His palm pressed against my cheek, burning my brain.

When Daniel and I were in love, I had not been so messed up.

I was not divorced. I can't just flirt around here with this playboy.

"Do you really want this child?" I looked up and said, "Right?"

He looked at me for a few seconds as if it was a difficult question to answer.

He thought carefully before he nodded. "Yes."

"I can give birth to it, ten million."

I could feel the palms against my cheeks slipping away, and then his tall body straightened up.

He stared at me as if to see through me.

"You said you didn't want any money yesterday." He has a hoarse voice.

"It was yesterday. Since I ate an expensive meal of beef for lunch today, I realized it was good to have money." I smiled shamelessly, "Everything has a price, and ten million for you was nothing."

"You're not a woman who loves money." He licked his lips, and his complex eyes crossed mine. "You ran a corruption story before, and the other side stuffed you with half a million dollars, but you confiscated

it."

"Are you stupid?" I sneered, "Ten million is much more than half a million."

"Ten million is not enough to sell your child!"

I pushed away his hand, "Anyway, I gave you the price. If you think it's ok, you can take it. If you don't, I will have it aborted since it is small."

He looked at me steadily.

I had always thought of him as an angry man.

However, now I found that he can ease his own temper.

He didn't get angry after I said that. He just looked at me more deeply.

"Change." he said suddenly.

I didn't understand, "What?"

"Another way of trading."

"Like what?"

"Like, marry me and be the mother of my child."

Should I congratulate myself on my charm when a man I'd only known for ten days proposed to me?

I was in a mess. I didn't know what went wrong that a proud man wanted to marry me.

I showed a false smile, "No."