Chapter 11 Will You Take It Back?
When I went back to Anna's ward, she had already fallen asleep. There was also a middle-aged woman in the ward, the caretaker that Curtis hired. She briefly greeted me when she saw me. This meant that Curtis had asked her to stay and take care of Anna. In this case, I did not have to be there anymore.
I left the hospital, called a taxi, and went back to the villa.
By the time I arrived at the villa after a busy night, it was already dawn. I had some hypersomnia, which might be due to being pregnant. When I returned to the bedroom, I immediately went to bed as I was too sleepy.
I was woken up in a daze by the strong smell of cigarettes. I was shocked when I vaguely saw a figure sitting by the bed. I only saw that it was Curtis once I was more clear-headed.
I did not know when he returned. The room was filled with thick smoke as the door and windows were closed. There was still a lit cigarette between his slender fingers. I did not know much he had smoked, but from the looks of it, he probably smoked quite a lot.
“You’re back,” I said as I straightened up myself and looked at him.
Curtis never smoked, so to smoke this much in the bedroom meant that something happened.
He did not say anything while his deep eyes fell onto my body. His eyes looked so deep that I could not see through him at all. The smell of the cigarettes was too heavy in the room, which caused me to have some trouble breathing. Thus, I threw back the blanket to get out of bed and opened the windows.
Curtis was sitting on the couch. When I passed by him, he suddenly reached out and pulled me into his arms. His arms wrapped around me so tightly that it was a little frightening.
“Curtis!” Although I did not know why he suddenly did that, I really could not stand the smell of cigarettes on him. I tried struggling a little, but he still did not let go.
Thus, I calmed down and turned back to look at him. “You drank?” I did not notice it previously. I only realized the heavy smell of alcohol from him after getting closer.
“Don’t you hate me?” Curtis suddenly said coldly, causing me to become confused. Looking at him, I saw that he was furrowing his brows, and there was a little stubble around his thin lips. He might have been too busy lately, so he did not shave.
“I do!” I replied. I reached out my hand to remove his hands around me and tried to break away from his embrace. However, he continued to cling to me as if he was iron-hearted.
His actions made me confused. I then looked at him. “Curtis, what’s the matter with you?”
“Will you take it back?” His dark eyes fell onto my body. His eyes seemed a little droopy, probably because he was drunk.
At that moment, I did not know what he was talking about, so I said in confusion, “Take what back?”
Curtis looked at me without saying anything else. His large palm started to move around, so I naturally knew what he wanted to do.
Instinctively, I grabbed hold of his hand and frowned. “Curtis, I’m Julia, not Anna. Look carefully.”
He did not say anything and lifted me. Hasty kisses, along with the smell of alcohol rushed over fiercely.
“Curtis, I’m Julia! Look carefully.” I was a little desperate as I held his face with both of my hands, trying to make him look at me carefully.
There was some tiredness in his eyes. He stared at me for a few seconds and said indifferently, “Mmhm!” Then, he started tearing away my clothing.
He was wearing a suit, but it became wrinkled after all that movement. His coat was also thrown onto the ground beside the bed. The white shirt on him had also been torn open. Seeing that he was unbuckling his belt, I got back to my senses immediately. I had a child in my belly, so I could not do this.
I pushed him off the bed abruptly while he was unbuckling his belt. I then grabbed the blanket to wrap it around my body, looked at him, and said, “Curtis, you’re drunk.”
After I said that, I immediately walked out of the bedroom.
I then changed my clothes and left. I was afraid that I might not be able to keep this child if I stayed.