The hotel we stayed in had only one presidential suite, which had been booked by Fairy Dixon.
I said to Brooke, "I also want to live in the presidential suite."
"But there is only one."
"I want to live too." I didn't care if there was only one, anyway I wanted to live in the presidential suite.
Fairy Dixon had already completed the check-in procedures. She shook the room card in her hand proudly, "You can go to another hotel."
"I'm going to stay in this hotel room, and it must be a presidential suite." I said to Brooke seriously.
He looked at me, "You can only discuss this with Calvin and Sophie."
I immediately turned to look at Fairy Dixon but she rejected me, "It's impossible."
I didn't think so, everything was possible.
Calvin, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "Give her the presidential suite." From our city to Maldives, this was probably the first sentence he said.
He said to Fairy Dixon.
Fairy Dixon looked up at Calvin with an incredible expression, "I booked the presidential suite, why should I give it to her?"
"She is pregnant."
Fairy Dixon wanted to say something else, but Calvin had already pulled out the room card from her hand and put it in my hand.
Fairy Dixon flied into a rage. But I was not so cruel, I said to her generously, "Does the presidential suite have two bedrooms? We can live in the master bedroom, and you can live in the second bedroom."
Calvin turned around and went to the front desk to check in. Fairy Dixon looked at me hatefully, "I don't want to share a room with you."
The lady at the front desk said sorry to Calvin, "Sorry, sir, there is no room available."
She spoke English, so I understood what she said.
Now, even if they didn't want to live with us, there was no other solution.
So the four of us lived in the same presidential suite, which was surprisingly large.
Back then I was sent to Brooke’s bed in a daze, I was also in the presidential suite, but I was alone when I woke up in the morning.
We lived in the master bedroom and they lived in the second bedroom. And I found a small connecting door between the two rooms, which made it easy to move freely in the two rooms.
Brooke packed our luggage, and I just lay on the bed comfortably.
When he finished packing, he said, "Go downstairs to eat."
"I'm not hungry."
"Calvin has already gone to eat."
I sat up and looked at him, as if I could see something in his eyes.
I lay down again.
"Aren't you here just for him this time?"
He knew my purpose, but it didn't matter.
I was very tired and had no energy to care about other things.
"It doesn't matter. There will be ample time." I said.
Then I fell into a deep sleep, sleeping like a pig.
When I woke up, I saw that the time was three o'clock.
I was so hungry, I got up from the bed.
Brooke consciously slept on the sofa. He slept silently, giving me the illusion that he was dead.
I thought there should be something to eat in the refrigerator. Brooke was not afraid of starving me, but he was afraid of starving his baby.
There was also a small kitchen in the presidential suite. Although I couldn't cook with fire, there was an oven and a microwave to heat food.
I opened the refrigerator and really found something to eat.
There were steak and lobster soup, I could eat them as soon as I heated them up.
I happily took the food out and heated it, and waited patiently on the side.
I used the microwave and the oven to heat the food at the same time, the sound was very low, and the aroma soon came out.
I vaguely heard movement in the living room, so I looked out from the door.
I saw a white figure flashing by.
This person was wearing a skirt, probably a nightgown.
It should be Fairy Dixon, not a ghost anyway. But I hadn't done anything wrong, and I was not afraid of seeing ghosts.
With a sound, the food had been heated.
I put the food on the tray, and was ready to carry it to the living room to eat. Eating while watching TV was a great joy in life.
I didn't turn on the light. I went to the sofa by the dim light of the desk lamp on the tea table in the living room. The ground was shiny. I stopped to distinguish it carefully, it seemed like a puddle of water.
I put the tray on the ground and walked over to touch it with my hand.
It was not water but oil.
How could there be oil here?
I put it under my nose and smelled it, it was very fragrant.
It should be cleansing oil.
I hadn't used cosmetics since I was pregnant, and I wandered around without makeup all day long. There was only one person here who brought cleansing oil, that was Fairy Dixon.
When I walked past here just now, I didn't find any oil here, but now there was such a large puddle of oil.
I felt uncomfortable squatting, so I stood up to lean on the sofa and thought about it.
In fact, it was not difficult to analyze. I saw Fairy Dixon just now, so she poured the oil.
She knew that I was in the kitchen, but she poured so much oil on the way I had to pass. She must want me to fall to death.
I couldn't die because of a fall, but the child in my belly might die.
I used to hate Fairy Dixon because she liked to deceive others. But now I knew how vicious she was.
She could hate me, disgust me, scold me even slander me.
But now she splashed oil on the ground and wanted me to fall, which would kill my child.
She clearly knew that I was a pregnant woman, and what I feared most was falling.
Well, didn't she just want me to fall? I would satisfy her.
I got the oil all over the place with my feet, then I lay down on the side of the oil and yelled, "Oh, I hurt so much!"
The doors of the two rooms were opened almost at the same time, and Calvin came to me first.
He moved so fast that I didn't even react. There was no light in the living room, so I couldn't see the expression on his face.
I only saw him squatting down, and he didn't seem to know how to help me.
"What happened to you?"
"I fell down, can't you see it?" When he was very close to me, his breath came to my face, which was so familiar that suffocated me.
I found out that I had already fallen helplessly in love with him.
So that as soon as he got closer to me, my heart skipped a beat.
Brooke also ran over quickly and checked me, "I will take you to the hospital."
"Don't move me." I looked around and didn't see Fairy Dixon.
I yelled so loudly, but she didn't even come out. It showed that she had a guilty conscience.
"Are you in a great pain?" Brooke's voice suddenly became tense. "Aren’t you in pain when you fall?"
Calvin bent down and wanted to pick me up. I put my palm against his chest, "Protect the crime scene."
He was close to me, so I could see his brows frown tightly, "What do you want to say?"
"Ask your wife, why did her cleansing oil run all over the place?" Only then did they notice that I was lying on the edge of a piece of oil. Brooke and Calvin dipped their hands in the oil and smelled it at the same time, their brows tightened.
"Sophie." Calvin raised his voice. I could hear the anger in his voice.
Good. He was angry.
Fairy Dixon slowly walked out of the room and stopped far away from me, "What's the matter?"
"Come and take a look." Calvin's voice sounded very calm, but I knew him well, there was an instant anger hidden under the calm.
Fairy Dixon came over slowly. I recognized the nightgown she was wearing, so she was the person I saw in the living room just now.
"Josephine fell down, what does it have to do with me?"