Book 4: I Got a Call From My Boyfriend’s Blind Date
After nine years of love with Jarvis, I accidentally answered a call.
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“Jar, our little one just had a litter of bunnies!”
The soft voice on the other end was saved under
the name “Little Bunny.”
“He’s in the shower; call back later,” I replied coolly before hanging up.
That night, Jarvis frantically grabbed clothes off the floor and rushed out the door.
In my fury, I destroyed what we called a “home,” erasing every trace of myself.
Then, I boarded a flight to a foreign country.
Three years later, Jarvis intercepted me on a vacation island. He stared at the child beside me, who bore a striking resemblance to him, his eyes glistening with unshed tears as he asked,
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“Is he mine?”
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Jarvis was full of energy, and I felt like I could barely keep my eyes open after his relentless efforts.
The phone beside me kept ringing, and in my drowsy state, I pressed the answer button.
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“Jar! Our little one just had a litter of bunnies!” The voice was soft and sweet, and I felt as though I had been struck by lightning, all sleepiness vanishing.
A glance at the caller ID revealed “Little Bunny.”
Jar?” the caller repeated.
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I took a deep breath and replied calmly, “He’s in the shower; call back later.”
There was a brief silence on the other end before the call ended.
Jarvis emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist.
Water droplets clung to his muscular frame, trailing down and soaking into the towel.
Fresh scratches marked his skin–my handiwork.
“Why aren’t you sleeping a bit longer?” he asked, his gaze darkening as he noticed the red marks on my collarbone.
Just as he leaned in closer, I handed him the
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phone.
He frowned in discontent, snatching the phone and tossing it aside before seizing my hand, his breath warm and erratic against me.
“Little Bunny,” I murmured.
The figure buried against my neck froze.
“She called and said your babies were born.”
Jarvis jolted awake, frantically picking up the clothes scattered around the bed, throwing them on haphazardly before rushing out.
I was left alone in this “home” we had built together, watching him run toward another girl.
