Chapter 97 - SCHEME
Hailee felt that she had gone crazy for taking on Ramon's challenge. But, what else could she do now? Since she had already started it, it was just better to go along with the flow...
After all… what Ramon said was indeed true, it was only a matter of time, right?
Right?
Hailee felt dizzy because of the reckless action she was going to do in the near future, just because of her impulsive urge that made her didn't want to budge with Ramon's challenge.
"I am waiting here…" Ramon said casually, his eyes darkening as he looked at Hailee, who didn't think twice about pulling off the bathrobe rope around her body.
However, even though Hailee's face looked calm, her fingers were trembling a little as the cold breeze from the air conditioner hit her bare skin.
Hailee was grateful that she was wearing her bra and panty earlier, so you could say she wasn't completely naked.
Let's just say she was wearing a two piece bikini.
Yes! Let's thing that way!
There was nothing wrong with a woman wearing a two piece bikini, right? And Hailee had worn a bikini several times when she was on a vacation on the beach. So, this shouldn't be a problem.
Hailee consoled herself so as not to panic under Ramon's intense gaze, as if he was going to swallow her in the next second.
If only Ramon were any closer, maybe he could hear Hailee's heartbeat rumbling so hard. Hammering, as if trying to break out of her ribs.
Ramon couldn't hear it, but he could see Hailee's blushing face.
"Happy with what you saw?" Hailee asked. In her heart she felt good that her voice didn't tremble at all, this boosted Hailee's confidence to tease Ramon again. "I know I am attractive, but don't look at me like that, as if it is your first time seeing a woman's body."
"Have you ever been like this with your first lover?" Ramon asked, narrowing the distance between the two of them.
"Who do you mean? Theodore?" Hailee grimaced, remembering she didn't have much experience with men when it came to romance. Theodore was the only one who had a relationship with her, because they both had a marriage alliance arranged. The rest, Hailee did hang out with Ian more and they could be anything but a romantic couple. "He never even saw me in a bikini." That was an honest answer.
"Hmm," Ramon muttered in agreement, then stretched out his hand, and very slowly he pushed aside the bathrobe that was still hanging from Hailee's shoulder, dropping it so that it laid helplessly around her feet.
Hailee did look thin, but she had beautiful curves and they were all in right places. Her skin was so smooth and with the added confidence that this girl had and her nature that didn't want to give in, actually added to her charm.
Hailee was wearing a pair of matching bra and panty, in light blue color, which she got by shopping with Lis last time, and the color matched her skin very well. Making Hailee look innocent and cute.
Hailee cleared her throat a little. "If you are done and have satisfied by seeing me, now get out of the way, I will wear my dress, don't you dare to blame me for being late." Hailee then tried to distance herself from Ramon.
This guy is dangerous!
Ramon looked at her so intensely that Hailee felt herself melting like an ice cream in the hot midday sun.
Evidently, doing a challenge like this,was not very good for her heart.
However, before Hailee could reach the maroon red dress lying on her bed, Ramon had already taken it.
"Come here, I will help you put it on." Ramon said in a slightly hoarse voice and at that instant, the atmosphere between them turned heavy.
Even though Hailee still felt quite okay when Ramon took the bathrobe off of her. However, knowing that Ramon was going to help Hailee wear that dress… why did it sound so intimate?
Suddenly, Hailee was seething with panic as awkward feelings washed over her body, her face got flushed even more.
Ugh!
Even though she didn't mind when Ramon saw her with only her panty and bra. Her fragile heart couldn't survive such intimate gestures from this man for now.
"I can wear it myself," Hailee said in a half- whispered voice, and she had the urge to push Ramon out of her room.
It was just that, the smallest part of her was excited to know what would happen next.
Naughty Hailee!
She reprimanded herself.
She was so complicated and Hailee just realized it. Her sane part and her instincts simply didn't go well together.
"I insist on helping you," said Ramon again with the same heavy tone.
The dress Ramon holding was a sheath dress, of knee length and was tend to be tight, so that it would accentuate the wearer's curves.
Hailee was not sure that she would fit into the dress, because she had never worn such a dress.
But, under the persuasive look in Ramon's eyes, Hailee couldn't even refuse, let alone evade. Even if she did, where could she go with just her underwear on?
Therefore, in order to immediately reduce the tension between the two of them, Hailee immediately escaped herself into the dress, which in an instant had completely wrapped her body.
It turned out that the dress had a zipper on the back and it was certain that Hailee was having a hard time reaching it.
"I told you, right? That you will need my help?" Ramon, who was still standing behind Hailee, swiftly pulled the zipper on the back of the dress, while Hailee pushed her hair aside, which was still slightly wet.
However, after successfully helping Hailee, Ramon didn't just walk away, instead he wrapped his arms around Hailee's waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.
The dress was provided with cut sleeves that resembled spaghetti straps, thus making Hailee's shoulders and neck rub against Ramon's face.
At this point, Hailee felt that she had forgotten how to breathe. The scent of that man's body invaded her olfactorysenses and it was very intoxicating, making Hailee wanted to close her eyes and enjoy this moment.
Especially when Ramon kissed Hailee on the shoulder and neck, whispering, "No more bikinis for you."
Huh?
Hailee's brain was very slow to digest Ramon's words just now. "What does it mean?" Hailee asked, trying hard to maintain her sanity and not expose herself that she was actually enjoying this touch of Ramon.
"You are prohibited from wearing a bikini in public," Ramon explained. "I don't want anyone else to see what I saw two minutes ago."
Surprisingly, Ramon's possessive words made Hailee chuckle and the atmosphere melted a little.
It seemed, in the space of less than half an hour, a lot had happened between the two of them.
"Why? Are you trying to become a possessive husband?" Hailee tilted her head, so she could see Ramon's face. "Then what should I do with those cute bikinis?" Hailee nodded toward her walk in closet, where the few bikinis that Lis had bought for her were lined up, ready to wear.
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Theodore's expression did not look very good when he heard what Aileen had to tell him.
"Pregnant?" Theodore frowned. "Are you sure?" he asked.
Aileen looked down, and again showed her fragile side, then nodded her head slowly.
"But Aileen, we always do it using safety," Theodore said again. Not because he wanted to avoid responsibility, but this news was so sudden, while they were just about to announce their engagement ceremony, as well as announce their relationship to the public.
"I know Theo, but I have never done it with any other man." Aileen's voice trembled as she wiped away the tears that fell down her cheeks. "As you are aware, although there is very little chance for me to get pregnant if we wear safety, but still there is a possibility."
Yes, of course Theodore knew that. However, what he couldn't help thinking was; how 'lucky' he was to be a part of that likelihood.
Aileen then lifted her head and looked at Theodore with trembling lips. "What should I do?" she asked in a low voice. "Should we... we... abort the baby?" Aileen looked struggling in delivering her final words.
On the other hand, Theodore was surprised when he heard that. Even though Aileen's pregnancy was very, very unexpected, but to abort their baby… Theodore couldn't bring himself to do that.
Because after all, it was his flesh and blood too.
"What should I do?" Aileen was crying again.
And for the first time, Theodore felt that Aileen's cry did not make him feel good.
Theodore felt no pride in himself for protecting Aileen. This time, his male ego was not at all happy.
However, of course he couldn't show it in front of Aileen who was shedding tears.
Therefore, with a frowning face and a heart that felt so heavy, Theodore grabbed Aileen and hugged her tightly. He gently rubbed the girl's back to calm her down.
"We will think of a way out of this," Theodore said, for now that was all he could say.
And, that very answer was what Aileen was waiting for.
The truth was, Aileen was not really pregnant, she was just out of mind and too desperate to try normal methods or be patient.
This was added to George's insistence to immediately conquer Theodore and enter the circle of the Gevano family.
The only reason their relationship was not immediately disclosed to the public was because Theodore's parents still wanted Hailee as their daughter-in-law and were strongly against their only son's relationship with Aileen.
But, with the baby between them, Mr. and Mrs. Gevano would not have the heart to abandon their first grandchild. Allowing their grandchildren to be born from relationships outside of marriage would be a family disgrace.
Then there was no other way for Aileen but to urge Theodore in an extreme way. This precarious situation did require an extreme decision too.
Regarding this pregnancy...
After their marriage, Aileen would have to pretend that she suffered a miscarriage. It was not a difficult thing and no one would be suspicious.
"I am sorry..." Aileen muttered, hugging Theodore tighter, because she doubted Theodore's response.
Theodore then let out a long and heavy sigh. "There is nothing to be forgiven for," he said softly. "We will find the best solution for this problem."
Aileen then nodded obediently and not long after Theodore released his embrace.
"Sorry, because I said this at a bad timing and it surprised you." Aileen let Theodore wipe away her tears while she rested her head on the man's chest.