Sexy Bodyguard Jack
Dilemmas

Chequek!

Door opens.

"Excuse me, ma'am," there was the voice of a maid at my door a few minutes after James' death. I don't know where he went.

Now, I was still bedridden with blindfolds and handcuffed hands, curled up on my side and slightly bowed to cover my body from the servant's sight. And fortunately, the servant was able to be polite, she was also typical of a wise woman. She covered me with a blanket, then opened my blindfold and opened my handcuffs with the key that James had left on the dresser.

"Mrs has not had lunch. The lady's best to eat first to recover the energy."

I'm shaking. "Later on," I said, then I tried to get up and sat leaning on the head of the bed. "I want to take a shower first." I want to clean my dirty body.

"But the Madam is sick. Madam must eat and take medicine."

"I know. Don'worry. I'll have dinner."

"Alright then, let me prepare some warm water for Madam to take a bath."

Nodding. I shuffled, sitting on the edge of the bed with a blanket sheathed as he left me and went to the bathroom. A moment later I heard the sound of running water in the bathtub.

From my position, I grabbed my phone from the top of the nightstand, then fell silent.

"Did he really love me?" finally I muttered to see a picture of my wedding with James which is now a wallpaper on my phone screen, replacing the photo of my lover, Bang Jack.

Other than that photo, there's nothing else on my phone. No messages or missed calls. Yeah, I know, I'm well aware, there should be no messages or phone calls from Bang Jack, because my phone has of course been installed by James. In the end, I had to stay locked up in this place. Whether or not there's a cell phone, I still won't be able to communicate with Bang Jack. Jack knew that, too.

A moment later, I stood up and walked towards the changing room. I took off the blanket that covered my body and put on the bathrobe.

The water stopped flowing. The bus was full, and I got out of the dressing room.

In front of me, the servant bowed his body. "Your warm water is ready, Madam."

"Thank you" I said.

"Is there anything you need again?"

"No. Thank you." Thank you."

I nodded, then the waiter walked out of my room and closed the door. I went into the bathroom too. Mirror covered in water vapor. Fine blobs of bubbles practically overflow from the edge of the water.

I took off my bathrobe and hurried into the water, plunged myself into the bathtub. The water temperature is very comfortable and comfortable. I tilted my head back and slid into the water for a while, washing my hair.

When I came to the surface again, I took a deep breath and leaned back and closed my eyes. Thinking everything.

My first thought was on James' statement saying that I was not a virgin. I thought about it, is that possible? And if so, when did I lose my virginity?

Is it possible that after my aunt's cheating cop shot my dad, then my dad died and I fainted, did he rape me then? What could she have done was to prove that I was actually raped - so that the public could be sure that my father had committed the depraved deed to his own daughter - even though it was the police who had did it? But why didn't anyone tell me, like the doctor at the health center? Or uncle? Or anyone. Why didn't anyone tell me? There was not even a visa.

Then my mind was fixed on the incident when I jumped into the sea.

I shook my head slowly. Could it be that someone found me before Bang Jack found me? And could that guy rape me? Or... Bang Jack did it, maybe before he took me to the hospital? But I feel it's impossible. Even though I only knew that man, I believed that he was not a bastard. He has a passion for me, I can feel it, but it is with love. Not by force.

And next I thought maybe it was just James's wits. It's possible, right?

Makes sense. Maybe she's pretending to say I'm not a virgin so I don't get angry because she's already forced herself on me? Is it possible that he changed the sheets on the bed? Or actually...he hasn't touched me yet? He just wants to scare me? But why did he have to do that - why did he have to pretend? What purpose? But it seems impossible. His anger towards me is real. There was a fire of hatred from the way he looked at me earlier. Was it because he was really disappointed in me? Does he really love me? She jealous?

But in spite of all that - which is now a question hanging over my head - I thought, if I were not a virgin, or--if it is James who has taken my virginity and he does not want to confess, what is the importance of all these thoughts? I'm not a virgin anymore, am I?

If James wants to be kind to me, I'd better shut up and obey. I don't know until when. If not, if she's really going to sell me to her papa, then I'd rather die than be a whore. Forced or not, I would never want to be a prostitute.

Yep. Like when I jumped into the sea, I chose to die instead of being a prostitute. At least, if I die, I can meet my father and mother in heaven. We can get together and be happy there. Rather than me continuing to live and be a prostitute, not only would the pain and torment be felt, but it would mean that I would also make my parents sad to see their daughter living in darkness.

I resigned, Lord. I'll stay here and obey James if he forgives me. Resign, accept my destiny as his wife. Resolve, whether happy or not. Resign, until you change my destiny. Perhaps, if You were kind to Bang Jack and made him able to turn things around, then I would be grateful. But if not, I will live my destiny - to the extent that I am capable. The extent to which I can survive. I definitely need to stay sane. I can't go crazy because of this. Now I have to finish my bath, I have to eat, then take medicine. Being a sleeping princess like Aurora, and being cooped up like Rapunzel.

Yeah, maybe this is the latest story in the present era. My fate is not as good as Cinderella's, even I don't have a clear identity.

Who me? Emilia Frances? Rose Peterson's? Or Rose Harding?

But the fact is I'm Mr. James Harding's wife. But this heart also can't be prevented, I hope that Bang Jack will take me away. But...

Will she still love me even if I'm not a virgin?