Chapter 260: Chapter 260
Chapter 260
~When Teddy shows up~
Picnic was coconut smoothie and hot dog. Mrs. Fanny sat between the legs of Ken as they fed each other with the tasty hot dog and drank the rich smoothie.
“This is just a tip of the ice berg of what life would look like by the time you put to bed of our baby, trust me, I am going to shower you with love and gifts you have never experienced before ,” Ken said, gave her to have a sip and pulled his face to earn a kiss. I love you so much,” he added as they smacked their lips and pulled to each other.
“I love you too, baby,” Mrs. Fanny sounded and played shyly with her fingernails.
And Ken attempted to sound jocularly, “My love for you would get to cloud nine by the time you put to bed of sextuplets,”
And Mrs. Fanny burst into a radical laugh, her body jerking hugely and the laugh almost choking her.
“You know I am not pregnant with sextuplets, my honey. You know it is just a baby boy in there,” Mrs. Fanny said and choked back laugh that she barely could control. The laugh came out natural without any form of guilt over her infidelity with Teddy.
But when Ken said, “I hope the baby resembles me,” she grinned because thought of Teddy churned her stomach that she became pressed; pressed by guilt’ pressed by the thought of the baby not resembling either of them but Teddy; the fear that always panged her heart whenever Teddy was being mentioned was at it again.
She grinned her face and ken noticed it and asked, “What is it?” he held her face and peered into it to get his reply urgently.
She placed her hand on her baby bump, “I am pressed,” she stood up, “Permit me to use the rest room,” she said and started taking one step at a time to the toilet while Ken followed her with his hand on her waist.
“You just have to be careful, sweetie,” he said and rubbed her on the waist to pacify her pain. “You don’t need my permission to use the rest room,” Ken said, led her into the toilet and returned to the sofa to wait for her.
In the toilet, Mrs. Fanny wailed silently and rubbed the baby bump, wishing she could wave the magic wand and everything would turn to her favor; Teddy would go extinct ; the DNA result would change to Ken’s ; the child in her womb would be theirs and theirs alone. She sniffed, stared at the ceiling and shook her head in regret. She just couldn’t wait to return to California so that she would consult assassins that would murder Teddy. She had had enough; it was time to make a bold step and have his blood on her head; it was better than waking up each day to be tormented by his presence; thought of him; and his expectation of receiving the baby at birth. She would do the needful now! Her marriage was at stake; she had come a long way from divorcing Fanny to building her love and marital bliss with Ken.
She grinned, snorted, washed her face in the runny tap water , stared in the mirror and was interrupted by Ken who knocked on the door.
“Yes darling. I am almost done,” Mrs. Fanny lied, and pretended to be hasting up by shuffling her feet on the floor.
“Take your time, sweeties,” Ken said and added, “I just want to let you know that I saw a big colorful butterfly fly past and I am going to get it for you,” Ken held a contagious smile as he stood by the door, pressed his ears on the door to get his reply.
“Oh so sexy of you,” she sounded and placed her hand on her chest, pleasurably, “I will be waiting,” she replied.
And Ken dashed out after the butter fly that kept perching from edges to edges, farther away onto the wet seashore.
Mrs. Fanny was done in the toilet and then decided to return to the table where they have been enjoying the picnic. As soon as she opened the door, she almost flinched into the wall at the sight of her tormentor;
Teddy!
He was comfortably seated in the sofa, right before the tray of hot dog and smoothie, with a bite of hot dog already being masticated in his mouth.
“Hmmm,” he hummed , smiling at Mrs. fanny and masticating gently, “This must be the best honey moon of our lives,” he said, stretched his hand to the smoothie and drank form it, his eyes shut as he welcomed the sweetness that ran down his throat.
“How did you find me?” she snapped, “What brought you to this place?” she queried wincing and scowling her face as though she was going to cry soon. “You traitor!” she cursed pinned at the door and darted her eyeballs at him, studying what he was about doing when he stood up.
“Oh darling, I am going to answer your question one after the other,” he said, pulled out her mobile phone from his pocket. “Kudos to technology not only does it make life easy, it also makes you forgetful,” he shot a mocking smile at her.
“My phone!” she beamed, “How in the name of thunder did you get my phone?” she asked and watched him toss it to the sofa. Suddenly her breathing became uneasily as she stared using her eyes to comb around for Ken, to see if he was coming or anywhere around.
“Of course you are carrying my unborn child. Blood is thicker than red wine. Wherever you go, I will trail you, find you and monitor my unborn child,” he said and stamped his feet further to her. “And if I want, I will fuck you because we are one.”
Mrs. Fanny said hastily, “Teddy I beg of you. Don’t do anything stupid. My husband is around.” She drifted farther into the toilet and planned to bang the door on him if he dared to come closer…
Something was about to strike…