Chapter 17: The Truth ✔

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Linda Pov

The following morning we woke up. Andrew and I took turns to shower. He had just gotten out and I went in.

After I was done. I wore my clothes in the bathroom because Andrew was changing in our room.

I decided to wear a denim jean and white Hollister shirt.

I open the bathroom door.

"Breakfast's is ready." Andrew's mom barged in the room unexpectedly.

"Mom you can't just walk in like that!" Andrew speedily zipped his pants.

"You've forgotten that I raised you. It ain't nothing I've never seen before" she replies.

She glances at me.

"Were you changing in the bathroom, dear?" She asks me.

I froze.

No one knows that we don't share the same room at home.

"um--I--I" I gazed at my husband.

"She was just using the bathroom. Please do knock next time" Andrew cuts in for me.

"Alright, we'll come downstairs whenever Y'all both ready." she eyes us suspiciously and slowly closed our door.

Andrew puts on his shirt.

"Let's go eat before she comes back" he grabs my hand and led us downstairs at the dining room.

"Glad you could join us. What took you guys so long anyways." Jennifer says.

"Drop it, Jennifer," Andrew advises his older sister.

Everyone sat down with their spouses.

We took a sit and join each other hands as Sarah began to pray for the food. Minutes later, Andrew said something that completely caught me off guard.

"I know that none of you knew that Linda worked for me these past years," he spoke and everyone glared at him eagerly.

At that time Andrew was extremely busy. He buried himself with work they were nights that he didn't sleep at home. He had countless one nightstands instead of being fully committed in a relationship.

I never understood why and I was afraid to ask so I kept my mouth shut about it.

His parents never came to visit him not that they didn't want too. Andrew wanted to be distant from his loved ones for a while.

But he did manage to visit them on holidays only because his mother persuaded him.

"As my housekeeper" he adds.

There he said the magic word housekeeper. I felt gazes in my direction.

I was right they discern me as someone who's unworthy of having Andrew as a husband. I took another bit of my BLT sandwich.

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