novelxo Chapter 6 Trade
Sofia POV
The magazines with Tiffanys photos, the things Tiffany gave, the bedside table with Tiffanys photos on it.
All of this is placed in the room one by one without disguise very naturally, people who are not clear may think this is Tiffanys room.
"Put your stuff down first. Damn, I wouldnt let you into my room if mom didnt threaten me with Tiffany!"
Damon said to me disgruntled as he lay on the bed. He was wearing casual clothes, his hair looked a little damp from a fresh wash, and there was anger in his eyes.
"So where do I keep my stuff?" I stood still and didnt move.
I was worried that if I got close to him, he would think I was going to seduce him again. He was such a narcissist who thought anyone who approached him had an agenda. damon hated me, and I had no good feelings for him. There is nothing special about him with me except that he throws tantrums.
He wouldnt answer. So I put my book bag on the bookcase and set my things up one by one.
"You are not allowed to put your things next to Tiffanys pictures and magazines. Now, you put your stuff in the corner and get out of my sight!" Damon scolded me loudly.
"Do I want to live with you?" I walked right up to Damon and grabbed the magazine out of his hand.
Damon looked up at me, "What else do you want?" He sneered, "Watch where youre going with me. Get too close to me and III continue the act we didnt finish last time......' "What behavior?"
As soon as I asked I regretted it. Was he talking about the last time he offended me?
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I blushed, stuffed all my stuff into my school bag and threw it in the corner, then went to the bathroom in silence. In the bathroom, I cursed Damon a hundred times. He was already a grown man, but he was still so childish.
I deliberately stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes to stall for time.
When I opened the door, as I thought, Damon was already asleep. But he was surprisingly topless, snatching up a good portion of the covers.
His eyes and thin lips were closed, his eyelashes were long, and his skin was in enough condition to make even a woman jealous. The dull yellow light from the table lamp shone on his cheeks as he lay quietly in bed, his three-dimensional profile appearing in shadow.
I really didnt expect him to look like this when he was quiet. If I hadnt seen his domineering appearance, I would have definitely thought that this man had a gentlemanly personality.
"Appearances are really all for deception!" I muttered.
I was worried that if I got too close to Damon I would make him angry, so I tried to sleep as far away from him as possible, not even daring to cover up the blanket.
It was clear that Damons bed was big enough to sleep three or four people, but I felt that the bed was too small. I think it was because Damon was also sleeping in this bed that I felt cramped.
I curled up on the edge of the bed and drifted off to sleep.
Damon POV
Since Im not used to sleeping with the light on, I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and saw Sofia lying next to me, curled up like a cooked shrimp.
Its autumn now and the weather is getting cold. She was lying so far away from me that I could vaguely see her frowning. Probably she was feeling cold.
"Pretending to be pathetic in front of me again!" I said coldly, turned off the desk lamp and went back to sleep.
Sofia POV
I slept so well last night that I didnt wake up until the sun shone on my face.
When I woke up, I found that I was covered with a quilt that covered all the way down to my neck. It was warm inside the quilt.
Damon was no longer in bed.
Didnt I not cover myself last night? Did Damon do this? No way! Hes always hated me. I think I unconsciously pulled the covers over at night when I felt cold.
I lifted the covers and got up to make the bed, and looked at the picture of Damon and Tiffany on the desk.
Damon was smiling handsomely in the photo, and I dont think Ive ever seen him smile before now. Since we first met, Ive only seen his angry face. Only Tiffany, who is so elegant, can enter his heart, right? This is too strange, why should I pay attention to his thoughts?
I looked at the photos for a while and then went downstairs.
I have no home now, no place to live. I gave him a baby just to get a better life by studying in another country.
Damon is my employer, thats all. I shouldnt be so curious about what he thinks, and I dont need Damon to interfere with my life, thats the deal, isnt it?
"Miss, this is the soup I prepared for you, drink it. Mrs. said for us to take good care of your diet and living." The maid said to me with her head down.
The food on the table was more sumptuous than usual. I reluctantly drank a few sips of the soup. In the days when I first started to vomit, I would retch when I ate the slightest food, but today I was in a better condition than before.
I touched my stomach and it was as flat as if I wasnt pregnant. I silently let me endure all this in my mind, just a few months and I can leave to regain my own life.
"Jingle...... Jingle ......" During dinner, the phone in the hall rang and the maid picked up the phone and said, "Miss, its your phone."
"My phone?" I asked. The maid nodded her head to indicate that I had heard correctly.
Who was calling me? Was it Dad? But he doesnt even think of me as his daughter...... So who could it be? I guessed as I walked over and picked up the phone. There was a strange womans voice on the phone, "Hello, are you Sofia?"
"Yes I am, may I ask if you are ......"
"Im Tiffany, you should have heard of me from Damon, right?"
Tiffany? She has such a nice voice, and she is polite, obviously well educated.
"Yes, Tiffany, may I ask what you want to see me about?"
Was her purpose to threaten me not to shake her position or to persuade me to have an abortion?
"I heard youre only eighteen, right? Im sorry, its all my fault, I wasnt around Damon to take care of him, thats why he was drunk wont hurt you, you have to be good treat this baby well."
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." Tiffany paused, after that her voice became choked up, "but dont worry, I
"I......" Hearing Tiffanys fragile voice, I hurriedly replied, "Dont worry, III leave voluntarily after the baby is born, I wont have any effect on you! " Maybe it was Tiffanys voice that made me feel guilty. Originally they were a couple, but a me was inserted between them
"Its because of me that the Rubinstein family has been preventing my marriage to Damon. is Damon good to you? Hes not very good-tempered." "Hes very stern."
I never thought I was the kind of person who liked to talk to people about what was on my mind, but hearing Tiffanys voice made me unconsciously voice my complaint.
"Ill persuade him to be nice to you. I know a lot of people in Europe, so if you want to go to any college in think about it, just talk to me and III try to help you arrange it." "I havent thought about it." I said timidly.
Tiffany was different. She was educated, she had a nice voice, and she was a very elegant person. I had seen her picture and she was very gentle and kind looking. "Okay, heres my number, you can contact me if you need anything in the future."
"Bye."
I hung up the phone, feeling a bit ironic. This babys father was very upset with me, but his girlfriend was so kind and spoke to me so gently.
Damon POV
I got out of the black car with four bodyguards following me.
I was not in a good mood today, I didnt say a word on the way and frowned tightly.
When I arrived at the office, I asked my secretary, "Did you buy the coffee today?"
"No, sir, whats wrong with this coffee?" The secretary answered me cautiously.
"The coffee tastes bad, very bad!" I said.
"Sorry sir, if you dont feel satisfied I will go and make a better cup for you right away."
"No need. You go out, I want to read todays papers."
My secretary quickly fled the office and I looked at the prepared papers in an anxious mood.
I thought about Sofias dream words I heard last night, when she said she was cold, and randomly I ended up sharing a bit of the warm blanket with her. Who knew that she rolled over and hugged his waist and just wouldnt let go, keeping me awake all night. But she was sleeping soundly, even he got up she did not know.
I put down the information and said to the secretary, "When the meeting starts later, you first make preparations
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