His Sexual Addiction

Chapter 65: Mess

Hurriedly, I walked towards the maid's quarters, my steps heavy with the weight of a whirlwind of thoughts. So, he had only been reminded of his ex-girlfriend when he looked at me, nothing more? The realization hit me like a tidal wave, and my eyes couldn't hold back the tears that spilled over. Inhale, exhale. Frustration surged through me, the turmoil within my heart becoming almost suffocating. I just wanted to escape from this mansion, away from the tangled emotions that threatened to consume me. Madam knew it all along and it was her plan. She had left me thinking that everything was laid bare, that the air had been cleared between us. But now, I realized they had withheld this painful truth from me. The revelation was like a blow to my chest, aching both from the sudden knowledge and the emotional upheaval that my pregnancy seemed to amplify. Swallowing hard, I gathered my strength before stepping through the door of the maid's quarters. I needed space, needed to breathe. The walls of the mansion felt like they were closing in on me, suffocating me with the weight of unspoken words. Inside the room, Joday stood, clearly surprised by my sudden appearance. She seemed to be preparing for the surprise party we had planned for Kiro, decorations in hand. Little did she know that all those efforts would now go to waste, as my determination to continue the charade had crumbled. "L-Lyka?!" she called out, her voice a mixture of concern and confusion. Ignoring her, I moved past her, the tears blurring my vision. I knew I was being distant, almost rude, but I couldn't bring myself to engage with anyone. How could Kiro do this to me? The betrayal felt like a knife in my heart, twisting with every thought. As my mind raced, I couldn't help but recall the first time I entered his room, and the subsequent days when he had seemingly recovered so quickly. He had triggered his illness by seeing me, a painful reminder of a lover who had betrayed him. It was a harsh reality I had to accept. "Lyka? Why are you crying? Is something wrong?" Joday's voice reached my ears, but I continued to ignore her. Guilt gnawed at me for not responding, for being a terrible friend. But right now, I was drowning in stress and heartache, and I couldn't handle any more questions.

In an instant, I grabbed my bag and headed to the cabinet, my movements fueled by a desperate need to escape. The room was a whirlwind of emotions, and I could sense Joday's frustration with my behavior, although she managed to keep it in check. She probably understood what I was going through, given her knowledge of my pregnancy. "Lyka? What the hell? Why won't you answer me? And why on earth are you packing your stuff?!" Her voice erupted in a mix of frustration and hunger for answers. "I'm leaving, Joday," I replied, my tone cold, as I continued folding and packing my clothes. "What? What are you even saying? What happened? The party? Your confession this afternoon? Why are you crying? Your baby!" Her words came fast and furious, a whirlwind of questions and statements. "Stop asking, Joday! Just stop, please! I'm not in my right mind today. Please understand. Please let me go, okay? I need to leave this place," I pleaded, desperation lacing my words. She looked bewildered, clearly struggling to grasp the situation. I wanted to explain, to lay it all out for her, but I couldn't find the words to do so. My turmoil was too complex, too overwhelming to convey in a simple explanation. After finishing packing my clothes, I turned to leave the room, but Joday's grip on my arm tightened, preventing me from moving. "Lyka? Are you out of your mind? Angry? Please, think this through. You're not alone in this. You and Kiro are about to become parents. You both share this responsibility," she said, her words a startling reminder that brought me up short. I listened, my heart heavy with the truth she was pointing out. "Your mind is clouded right now," Joday continued, her voice softer now. "Inhale, exhale." I followed her lead, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly, trying to calm my racing heart. "Okay. Thank you, Joday," I managed to say, my voice wavering with a mix of emotions. "But I still need to go." With that, I gently tapped her hand, urging her to release me. I walked away quickly, her voice calling my name in the background, but I didn't dare look back. The weight of my emotions was too heavy to bear, and I needed to find a space where I could sort through them on my own. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Standing in the mansion's living room, my bag clenched tightly in my hand, I felt a mix of anxiety and defiance. Miss Linda, Kiro, and Madam were all present. I couldn't help but wonder if they were going to spin more lies, attempting to manipulate me into staying within these walls. I rolled my eyes inwardly. Were they going to concoct another tale to keep me trapped here? I had had enough of their deceit. "L-Lyka, what's going on? Why are you holding your bag?" Miss Linda's voice broke the tense silence, confusion etched on her face as she exchanged glances between Kiro and Madam. I met her gaze, offering a polite smile as I replied, "Thank you for everything, Miss Linda. I'll be in touch soon. But for now, I'm leaving." I watched her eyes widen with surprise and uncertainty. "W-what?" Her voice held a mixture of shock and disbelief. "L-Lyka..." "Lyka! Just listen to some explanations from my son, okay?" Madam's words were a desperate plea, attempting to halt my departure. I interrupted her, my voice steadier than I expected. "Madam, I'm resigning from my position as one of Gustavo's maids today. You can't order or command me anymore." I was shocked by my own audacity, a mixture of empowerment and fear bubbling within me. The room fell silent, tension hanging in the air like an invisible barrier. I averted my gaze, feeling a mix of emotions, but I refused to show weakness. "W-what's happening to her, son?" Madam directed her question at Kiro, seeking an explanation. Kiro's pleading eyes met mine, a silent plea for understanding. I held up my hand, a barrier between us, signaling him to stay back. "Don't come any closer, Kiro. Just stop," I exclaimed, my voice quivering with a mix of anger and hurt. He attempted to step forward, his voice shaking as he tried to explain. "No... No, Lyka, it's not what you think—" "Enough. All of you knew, right?" My gaze swept across all of them, my accusation hanging in the air. I knew they were aware. "You all knew from the beginning that Lily and I share the same features, the same face—like a

xerox copy!" An uncomfortable silence settled in the room, only broken by Joday's shocked expression. Her reaction stood out amidst the stunned faces of the others, her expression hinting that something significant had clicked in her mind. "W-what? So, that's why Madam accepted your application even after it was closed? The heck?" Joday muttered, her voice carrying a mixture of surprise and disbelief. My gaze shifted to Madam, the woman I had once seen as kind and generous. Now, those perceptions felt like they were crumbling around me. My voice trembled with a mixture of accusation and hurt as I confronted her, "You knew all along, Madam. I believed you genuinely cared, but it seems you were using me." "I'm right, aren't I? You used me, Madam... for your son's sake. You manipulated me!" My words were laced with pain, my tears falling uncontrollably down my cheeks. Madam seemed poised to respond, but her words were interrupted by a knock on the door. I hastily wiped away my tears, determined to regain my composure. No more drama, no more tears. I was leaving, and that was final. I moved towards the door, but my steps faltered when Madam opened it to reveal a group of police officers accompanied by a group of women. Confusion knitted my brow. Who were these women, and why were the police here? I watched in disbelief as they apprehended Kiro. What was happening? Why were they arresting him? My heart raced with panic and confusion. Why were they treating him like a criminal? The police officers began reciting Kiro's rights, their words echoing in the room like a surreal nightmare: "Kiro Gustavo, You are under arrest. Before we ask you any questions, you must understand what your rights are..." ". . . . You have the right to remain silent. You are not required to say anything to us at any time or answer any questions. Anything you say can be used against you in court..." ". . . . You have the right to talk to a lawyer for advice before we question you and to have him with

you during questioning..." ". . . . If you cannot afford a lawyer and you want one, we will provide it for you..." ". . . . If you want to answer questions now without a lawyer present, you will still have the right to stop answering at any time. You also have the right to stop answering at any time until you talk to a lawyer..." I was paralyzed with shock. The implications of their words left me speechless. So, these women were pressing charges against Kiro... My mind raced, trying to comprehend the gravity of the situation. Madam attempted to intervene, to provide Kiro's health records as evidence, but he cut her off. His words sent a chill down my spine, freezing me in place. "No, Mom. Let me be imprisoned. I've caused trauma for all those women. I will surrender now." My mind reeled, struggling to process the enormity of what had just unfolded before me. The room was filled with tension, disbelief, and a sense of finality. Everything I thought I knew was being shattered, and I was left standing amidst the wreckage, struggling to make sense of the chaos.