Filed to story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
The look on Bonnie’s face changed. She pounced and wrapped her arms around him. “I love you, Nigel. I love you a lot. Please don’t say no to me. I’ll give you everything.”
Nigel pried her hands away and shoved her backward. He then strode to the room’s entrance. “Leave, or I’ll call the cops.” He opened the door and stormed off.
Now Bonnie was really panicking. Embarrassment and frustration painted her face red. She quickly changed into her dress that was lying on the sofa and picked her bag up before following Nigel out. He was standing right outside with his hands in his pockets. Even when he was angry, she still found him endearing. She bit her lip. “I don’t understand. Queenie and I are twins. Why do you like her but not me? How is she better than me?”
Nigel shot her a look. “Because she has integrity and morals. You’re an embarrassment of a sister.”
Bonnie’s face turned redder. The reply felt like a big insult to her. “And how did you find out I wasn’t my sister?” That got her curious. I turned the lights off. How did he manage to see through me?
“Because she smells innocent, while you smell like a sl*t,” he snapped.
Bonnie hung her head low. “That’s insulting, Nigel.”
“You did this to yourself. Now scram and don’t breathe a word to Queenie about this. I don’t want you disgusting her,” he hissed angrily.
Bonnie scurried off like a mouse and hopped into her car. It was already half past eleven by then. She sneered. Nobody knows what happened. I can tell Queenie he asked me out. Not like they have any proof. I just need to ruin their relationship, that’s all.
Nigel was washing his hands in another suite. The hotel manager and supervisor were standing next to him.
“What are your orders, sir?” “Clean my room thoroughly,” Nigel answered.
He was disgusted just thinking about the fact that Bonnie touched his stuff. Nigel sat on the sofa and whipped his phone out, then he took a deep breath and made a call, but all he got was an automated voice saying, “The number you dialed does not exist.”
He froze. What? Her number doesn’t exist?! He texted her and looked at the time. She’s probably asleep. Little did he know that Queenie’s phone was set to Do Not Disturb.
In the end, he took his car key and left the place. I have to go to her place and explain everything. After what happened last time, I’m not going to hide anything from her.
Bonnie drove all the way home. It was already half past midnight when she reached home. She got out of her car and went up to the third floor. Queenie’s room was still lit. She’s still awake. Bonnie smiled and knocked on her door.
Queenie opened it, but the sight of Bonnie made her frown. “I thought you were crashing at your friend’s place. Why are you back home already?”
Bonnie entered the room. Just one look at Queenie’s face made her snap. Queenie’s beauty stoked her flames of envy, and she would make her suffer for what Nigel said to her tonight. I will break her heart. “You want to know where I went? I didn’t go to my friend’s place. No, I went to Manson Group to see Nigel.” She whispered the last part of that sentence.
If looks could kill, Bonnie would be dead by now. “Why did you see him? What did you do to him?” Queenie knew Bonnie too well. She would sleep with anyone. Did she seduce Nigel too?
“He gave me a key and told me to wait for him in his suite.” She gave another vague answer so Queenie would assume the worst.
“Impossible. He would never let you into his suite.”
Oh, wait. I have evidence. I snapped some photos in his room. She whipped her phone out and scrolled through the photos until she found what she wanted. Then she showed them to Queenie. “I snapped these in his room. There’s a Bearbrick there too, am I right?”
The color drained from Queenie’s face. The photos couldn’t convince her, but the Bearbrick in it could. “Impossible…” She felt her heart getting torn into shreds. He’s not that kind of person.
“I told you all men are the same. Leslie and Nigel are the same,” Bonnie said smugly. If one didn’t know better, one would have thought Nigel had already slept with her. “And he said he was going to bring me chocolates. The one you finished last time.”
Queenie staggered backward. All the blood rushed to her head, and she almost fell.
Bonnie gloated for a few more moments and tried to leave, but then someone pulled her back, and then she got slapped in the face.
Before she could do anything, Queenie grabbed her hair and pulled them out. With anger in her voice, she roared, “I’ll kill you, Bonnie!”
Bonnie had no idea what she just did. An angry Queenie was a berserk Queenie.
Bonnie was in agony. She thought her scalp would be pulled off, and she let out a scream. “Aaaahhhh!!!! It hurts!!!!”
“I told you to stay away from him!” Madness surged within Queenie’s eyes. No longer could she stand Bonnie’s taunts. If murder was not a crime, she would have taken Bonnie’s life right there and then. She knew Nigel wouldn’t betray her, but Bonnie was a b*tch. She must die!
“My hair, my hair!” My head’s going to come off at this rate. Queenie pulled out a big lock of her hair, but that was not the end. She kept pulling Bonnie’s hair while keeping her pinned to the ground.
“What did you do to him?” Queenie hissed like a possessed woman.
“Are you mad? Let me go, Queenie!” Bonnie shouted and screamed from the pain. Queenie was holding all of Bonnie’s hair, which revealed a faint scar behind her ear.
Even in all her fury, Queenie still thought the scar looked weird. Just then, sounds of footsteps rang in the air, and in came the Silverstein couple in their pajamas. The sight of their daughters fighting shocked them.
Bonnie was relieved to see them. She shrieked, “Dad, Mom, you have to save me! Queenie’s going to kill me! She’s going to kill me!”
Brandon and Maggie entered the room and broke up the fight.
“Stop it, Queenie. Talk it out.” Brandon was pulling Queenie.
But Queenie was still livid. With hatred in her eyes, she glared at Bonnie. “Ask her. Ask her what she did and where she went tonight.”
Bonnie held her head. Like a crazed woman, she shouted, “Mom, she was going to pull my head off!” She hugged Maggie tightly, burying her head in her mother’s shoulder in an attempt to seek protection.
“What happened, Queenie?” Maggie asked.
Queenie’s eyes were still on Bonnie, and she hissed, “I can forgive you for stealing Leslie, but try any of your tricks on Nigel. I. Will. Kill. You. Then.”
The Silverstein couple got the gist of it. So, Bonnie’s trying to steal Queenie’s boyfriend again?
“What did you do, Bonnie?” Maggie held Bonnie tightly in her embrace.
“I-I didn’t do anything. Queenie tried to kill me,” Bonnie denied. She was nervous. Her plan was to annoy Queenie, not get herself kicked out of the house.
“Tell me the truth. What did you do tonight?” Brandon was angered. Bonnie’s personality is rotten. I need to educate her.
Queenie never believed Nigel would mistake Bonnie for her. She knew he wasn’t the same kind of man as Leslie. If anything went wrong, it must be Bonnie’s fault. She was the only one around who would do anything to get what she wanted.
“Dad, Mom, I can leave if you don’t want me around. I don’t want to annoy you.” Bonnie put on the victim act again.
“Explain yourself, Bonnie. What did you do tonight? Did you go and see Nigel?” Maggie held her hand. She didn’t want her daughter to leave, not after they just got reunited.
Queenie gnashed her teeth. “If you want to leave, leave.”
That’s what I was waiting for. Bonnie turned around and sneered. “See? She wants me gone. She doesn’t like me at all. She hates that I took away her stuff. She hates me because I took away your love and attention. That’s her jealousy speaking. She’d rather I die than come home.”
Queenie remained tense and quiet. She had finally refused to see this woman as her sister.
