Chapter 43: Chapter 43

“Didn't you hear me, bitch? Are you deaf? Go back to your room and don’t come down until forever, if possible." She howls again when I don't move.

Just then, Liam reaches to my side, wrapping his arm around my shoulders as he speaks. “And I am sure you are not deaf. I said she was not going anywhere. It is not safe for her and the baby to stay cooked up in one place. Second, this is my house. You have no right to order her anyhow!” He states.

“Baby! Baby! Fucking Baby! Spare me the crap, Liam! Stop acting as if this baby is so special. Will it die for that?” She squeals.

“It is, and you cannot even begin to imagine just how much this baby means to me, Mitch!” Liam says his hand is still not leaving my shoulder.

Does he even know he is hugging my shoulders?

I want to untangle myself from his hold. Not because I don’t like the feeling, but because I don’t want trouble with this witch. She has already started. I don’t want the situation to get worse. But Liam ought to have sensed my intention and tightened his grip on me. Whatever his reasons are, I don’t know, but I had to abandon my mission, hoping that this would not evoke another war.

“Well, I give zero fuck, Liam! You and I have equal say in this house. My friends cannot see this whore of yours here!” She states again, her eyes brushing across Liam’s arm on my shoulder. A sight that glues her eyes there for a long moment.

And I don’t know whether Liam is doing this to spite her or not, because he is not giving a fuck about the fact that Mitch is watching. He can clearly see how Mitch is glaring at his hand, and for a moment, which seems satisfactory to him, he just studies her face with a flat expression. Finally, I feel his fingers tap my shoulder countless times before he withdraws it. Mitch finally moves her eyes to Liam.

“You shouldn’t have bothered. I already saw that, you know.” She stated.

“Oooh, I didn’t withdraw because I give a fuck about what you see, think, or feel, Mitch! I just realized that Lynn is just my surrogate and not my beloved wife. The baby got me carried away for a moment, but kid yourself not, because I am not apologizing. I believe it is normal for me to feel so attached to our baby.” He states.

I swallow hard! I know he is trying to avoid any trouble with this witch, but that stings! But on a very lighter note, I like how he is playing around with this bitch’s mind. And our child? She must be thinking he meant their child! Mental smirk!

Mitch does not say anything about the matter. And it is so unlike her. I don’t know whether she believes Liam or if she is just pretending to buy the lie.

“About your statements earlier, I will let you know that you have made enough decisions in my house! That is over now. And if you don’t want your fucking friends to see Lynn here, then go meet them somewhere else! And next time, I demand that you inform me when you are bringing your so-called guests to my house if you don’t want to embarrass yourself!” Liam warns.

“Well, it seems like you are slowly stripping me of every single thing that I am entitled to. What next, hubby? Will I also need to inform you about my going out and coming in or who I hang out with outside?” She asks.

Hubby, her stinking ass!

“Oh, no! Don’t delude yourself. Not even in a million years will I care what you do with your pathetic life, Mitch. Sleep out all you want, or never come back to this house. You will never hear me asking anything about that.” Liam states with a smirk.

Mitch hunches her head down. Why is she suddenly affected by Liam’s words? Like now, why does it seem like she is hurt by what Liam has said? Or is she? No! Never! Because, why?

Some ear-splitting hooting of cars summons our attention as we all look out through the windows, but unfortunately, the curtains are already closed. We cannot see what the hell is happening outside, but we can hear the cars stop savagely as they continue hooting and some bunch of lunatic girls screaming some dirty words. Hell? What is happening?

“What the fuck is that?” Liam asks as we both turn to Mitch, who looks cognizant of our confusion. But she seems kind of worried.

“They are my friends," she says.

Friends? Those shatterboxes? Are they even sober?

“Friends? Didn’t you tell them this is a serene and tranquil neighborhood and not some bar or sex street?” Liam implores. I can tell he is as perturbed as I am.

“Mitch baby! We have fucking landed!” I can’t count how many voices howled that, but it is a loud combo of male and female unsober voices.

“This is not time for insults, so spare me!” She says this, turning to me. What now? More insults? Or she wants me to go usher her stupid guests. No, because she supposedly does not want them to see me. “Lynn, I know I have never been nice to you, but I also know that you have never done anything I have ever requested. Just today, I beg you, in the name of the child you are carrying, to please don’t embarrass me this way. Go to your room and don’t come out until they are gone!”

Okay, can I first smirk at this bitch? In the name of what again? What kind of begging is this, huh? I have never agreed to her requests. She has never requested anything from me as long as I can recall. All she does is make demands. And I am an embarrassment? Well, I am sorry, but she should have thought about this embarrassment before inviting her crazy friends here.

“Well, in the name of this child, sorry, but I am not sorry! Like you said, you have never been nice to me from the beginning, so I have no reason to be nice to you, Mitch! You invited your friends, so deal with the consequences!” I state.

“You can’t do this, bitch! I need…”

“If you don’t go out there and tell your fucking friends to shut up, I will go and send them back to the hell they just came from!” Liam ordered it as the noises got louder.

They are now coming from the direction of the pool, and only God knows what is making them produce all those annoying screeching sounds. How many are there again?

“Screw you two!” Mitch fumes as she stomps out.