No One But You

When I got up in the morning, Calvin was gone.

I didn't see him in the room. I got up lazily, brushed my teeth and washed my face. Then I went to the window and pulled open the curtain. I found he was running in the community.

This was a rich area. The clearance of each house was large. There were only dozens of buildings in it.

He was dressed in an orange tracksuit, like a walking orange.

I leaned over the windowsill and looked at him. My heart was filled with confusion.

He asked me to consider last night, I was really considering about it.

He said he wanted to marry me and raise a child together. It was a tempting proposition.

He had the best condition, and he was the father.

I was hesitant about having an abortion, so his suggestion was really appealing.

And most important of all, he was Calvin.

I thought I kind of like him.

I like a man who was decisive and domineering.

If I was with him, he would take care of every step I take.

I was not a little woman, but sometimes I didn't want to think.

I sighed, and suddenly I heard the sound of Calvin sounded behind me.

"What are you looking at?"

When did he come back from his run?

I turned around. He was stripping off his short sleeves to reveal his buff upper body.

I avoided looking, "What are you doing?"

"Take a bath." He threw me the clothes he had taken off. "Help me with my clothes. I have a business meeting at the convention center today, and you know what to wear." "Why should I help you with your outfit? I'm not your secretary."

He walked into the bathroom, turned to me and winked, "You are my fiancée."

"I remember I didn't agree."

He closed the door and there was a sound of water.

I went to the cloakroom to look for his clothes.

There was a row of shirts, a cupboard full of suits, and lots of ties.

It was a good thing it was not hard for me to make a decision, or I would have died picking through these clothes.

I put his clothes and tie on the bed. After I put them away, I looked at the clothes in a daze.

Why should I listen to him?

I tossed the clothes back into the cloakroom and walked away.

I had breakfast in the dining room downstairs, and Calvin came in.

He was wearing the clothes I picked. I didn't put it back, I just threw it on a shelf in the cloakroom, and he put it on.

"What are you doing today?" He asked me as he drank his milk.

"Watch TV, be dazed."

"Isn't that boring?"

"How about you find me something interesting to do?"

"Don't you want be my secretary? Now you can have the position of director."

"You don't really like me, do you?" I smiled back at him. "Do you want to see me for twenty-four hours? But I don't want to you all day. I will get sick."

He crossed the table and pinched my chin with two fingers, regardless of the presence of Sally,. "No woman has ever disliked seeing me before," he said, "They have to make an appointment to see me." "Because they had not had you. It wouldn't be so strange for them if you were crying out to marry them like you did to me." I beat his hand off, "You are cheap. They want to see you, but you don't want to see them. I don't want to see you, but you haunt me."

"Yeah." He simply walked up to me and took my face in his hands. "I am cheap," he said, "What do you think?"

Whenever he got close to me, I got flustered.

I bit my teeth, "You will be late."

"Kiss goodbye." He pointed to his lips.

"Fuck off." I said.

Then he squeezed my chin and kissed me.

Sally and Lucy were standing at the table to have a close look.

I was embarrassed. I didn't want to be a canary in their impression.

But he was already kissing me, and it took all my strength to push him away.

Sally and Lucy looked at each other, and I immediately ran out of the restaurant after a glance.

"Flushed again." He pointed to my face with a smile. "Your blushing doesn't go well with your usual image!"

"Your womanizing doesn't go well with your tsundere."

Whatever he said, I can stand up to him.

But, I was flustered, I hope he could not see that.

Calvin went to work, he did not mention me as his secretary.

I got close to him to find out if he was the father of my child before.

Now I had the answer, I enjoyed watching TV and eating snacks every day.

I sat in the living room watching TV, Lucy asked me what to eat for lunch. I said, "Sichuan hotpot, can you do it?"

She nodded her head, "I am a Sichuanese!"

No wonder her Sichuan cuisine was so authentic.

Being rich was good. They could have all kinds of food at home.

As the spicy smell of hot pot filled the living room, my cell phone rang on the sofa.

I picked it up. It was my mother.

I hadn't called her in ages.

I put it to my ear, "Mom."

"Josephine." My mother's voice was still high octave, shaking my ear ache, "Are you outside for news?"

"Yes." I didn't tell my mother about my dismissal, or she would have been worried.

"Josephine, will you come back for lunch?"

"Huh?" I didn't understand, "Go back?"

"Don't you come home for lunch? Your mother-in-law cooked lots of dishes!"

What's going on?

I completely was stunned, "Where are you now?"

"At your house! Daniel came to pick us up in the morning and said you missed us."

I straightened up from the sofa, Daniel? He went to L City to pick up my mom?

"Who else is with you?"

"Your father. Your brother and sister were in class, so they didn't come. Daniel said he would ask them to ask for leave when you held your wedding." Wedding? This baster must have come to my parents because I didn't help him.

I stood up and walked upstairs. It seemed that I can't have the hot pot.

I had to go back, or I did not know what Daniel and his mother would say to my parents.

I hung up and went upstairs to get clothes changed, then hurried downstairs.

Lucy hastened up, "Miss Josephine, where are you going? The lunch will be ready soon."

"You and Sally have it. I have to deal with something at noon."

I walked out of the house and took a taxi to Daniel's house through the huge residential area.

Daniel met me at the corner of the street and dutifully helped me pay.

I blocked his hand to reach over to help my hand, "Since my parents came, I will tell them clearly about us."

He looked at me, being sad, "Josephine, you are angry again."

I resist my impulse to whip him, "Daniel, I make it clear to you now, you should be cheap with characteristic."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐