We all headed to the dining room that was inside of the hotel. The hotel is extremely beautiful, and was it meant for rich people. When we made our way inside the dining room, we all took a seat. We are ordering our food, and the three men begin to talk. But I just didn't say anything, but just sat there and rubbed his hand against my arm. Trying to comfort me. The other three girls, just chitchatted. I had no interest in talking to anybody. I just felt as if I would zone out the entire time.
Knowing that I was going to be with Francis, I was no longer going to be a part of the business. Everything I've learned about business, with no longer matter. I was just somebody that was supposed to stand by Francis his side, and listen to his every word and thought. If Francis would even sometimes care to tell me. After a few minutes of all the men talking, Francis finally joined in. He laughed and talk to all of them. Francis even whispered in my ear to talk to other girls, but I just shook my head no. I knew he was trying to get me to engage, but I had no interest in it whatsoever.
The one girl from earlier, who I later learned that her name is Whitney, continued to glare at me. She was sitting on the other side of Francis, and I could tell that she was trying to flirt with him. But he instantly just shrugged her off every time she tried. He would usually just start talking to me, or the other men. It in raged me that she was trying to do that, not because I was jealous, but because I was right there. I never felt as if it was right to do that in front of people, especially if they were married.
After about an hour of being there, I saw somebody inside of the dining room, who are greatly didn't want to see. I saw Wrennly the dining room, with another girl. He had his arm around her, and they were talking.
He saw me, and smiled. I only cleared back at him. I told him he had to stay inside of the room, I didn't want Francis seen him. But clearly he didn't wanna listen to me. He never did. He was his own person, and I didn't blame her for that. But if Francis sees him, he'll know something is up. He will know it's not a coincidence that he is here at the same time as us. And Francis has already been on a huge read these past few months. I don't need any more stress.
He ended up sitting all the way on the other side of the dining room luckily. Francis didn't seem to notice him, as he was too interested in his business. Once the brunch was over, Francis and I headed back up to our room. All of the men and women said their goodbyes, and went on our separate ways. As soon as we enter the hotel room, Francis threw me onto the bed softly. He climbed on top of me, and I knew exactly what he wanted. As much as I didn't want it, I wanted it at the same time. It was mostly because I was angry that Wren would walk in front of me with another girl. I'm not sure if he was intending to see me, but he smiled. He didn't try to hide it.
I did plan to talk to him later about it, but right now I had to please my husband.
The Next Day
Even though it's only been a few days since Francis and I have been here, it felt like an eternity. With everything that has been happening between me and him, it only puts more stress on me, and most importantly the baby.
With adding onto the stress that Wren put on me yesterday. I haven't spoken to him at all. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to. As time passed, my thoughts kept leading me toward not speaking to him about it.
It's honestly his life, and he can talk to, or sleep with anybody he wants to.
I'm married, I'm having a baby, and I'm still sleeping with him. I don't wanna be a hypocrite, but it did upset me that he didn't tell me that there was another girl. Maybe he didn't have time to tell me, since he just probably met her down here in Hawaii.
"I'll be gone all day today. We won't have dinner together either. Don't wait up for me. But tomorrow, I plan to spend all day with you. I know we've had our disagreements these past few months, and I know I am the main source of it. I want to fix things. I made a mistake a few months ago cheating on you. And I hate myself for it. I thought if I was mean to you, horribly mean to you, you would stop caring about me. But I figured out that I still wanna be with you. I love you more than anything in the entire world. And I know that seems weird since we've only been married for a few months. But I want to have a family with you. When our little boy comes, I want us to be happy together. I want us to work on our marriage."
I honestly didn't know what to say. I was happy, but also a little bit disappointed. I was happy that Francis wanted to try. Then he wanted to be a family with me and our little boy. I didn't want a little boy being raised, or even being born into a family where his mother and father hate each other. That are always at each other's throat's.
I was disappointed that he was trying to make me hate him. He got extremely abusive, physically, and mentally. I wish you wouldn't have treated me like that. But I know he probably didn't understand that for fact of what he was doing. Mostly because his father was like that just in general.
I sat up in the bed and looked at him, and I quickly got out and went over and hugged him. He placed a kiss on my forehead, and hug me back. He didn't hug me to tightly, to be careful of the baby. Last night after Francis and I were intimate, he laid his head on my stomach and talk to the baby for a few hours. He just told you baby but all the stress that he was having, and that he was excited for him to come. I wasn't sure if that timer Francis cared about me or not, but it was clear that he cared about the baby. Even though he wasn't showing it all that much.
" I know you made a mistake, and I'm willing to put it past us. You're right. We need to get together for our son. We need to work together. We're married, and will be like that until the day we die."
Francis once again kissed me firmly on the lips before leaving. I honestly wanted today to pass as quickly as possible so him and I could hang out tomorrow. But I knew I had to do one thing, I had to go talk to Wren.
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Rival Lovers (Completed)
Romance"We can't do this," I told Wren. "Fuck them. If they find out, who cares? We belong together." Wren told me. "I'm sorry, I can't do this. " I told him before doing something horrible.