Is she lying

We arrived in Canada, and I immediately took them to one of the apartments I bought four years ago when I was still trying to find Victoria's whereabouts. I knew she had many friends or relatives there, so I thought about going there often to check on her, but I never found her.

I let them rest in the room while I sat in the living room, checking my phone, and found many missed calls from Lucas, my mother, and Aurora, the girl I chose last night.

"She's indeed attractive, but now I just want Victoria," I thought anxiously, recalling Aurora's cute face from last night.

Yes, I followed my mother's crazy idea of ​​wanting me to get married soon, by holding a wife candidate contest at the hotel last night, but it turns out that when I thought I had found the right wife candidate, God showed me the wife candidate I wanted.

"Victoria..." I smiled thinly, remembering her sexy lips and her increasingly beautiful face. "Five years without her, and now I see her... I feel like dragging her to bed and undressing her, kissing those pouting lips. Maybe she won't be angry, or even reject me anymore... I'm sure she can never refuse me!"

Suddenly my phone vibrated, and it turned out to be a call from Aurora.

"Hello?"

"Brandon, where are you? Weren't we supposed to go to Hawaii together? Don't you want to keep your promises?" Her shrill voice immediately disturbed my hearing, and reflexively moved the phone away from my ear.

I sighed heavily and leaned back on the sofa, massaging my head with my left hand.

"I shouldn't have to do this!" I thought angrily.

"It says here, that the chosen contestant to be your wife will vacation with you to Hawaii, shop as much as she wants, salon treatments... Then do pre-wedding, and choose a honeymoon location... But why are you leaving me to vacation alone now?"

The fucking chatty girl kept complaining until I decided to end the call and throw the phone onto another couch.

"Does she think getting married is that easy? I won't marry her without love! Besides, it was my mother's idea, not mine!" I grumbled, annoyed by the image of my mother who always appeared glamorous and arrogant.

Click...

Well, I was startled when I heard the door open, it was Victoria. She immediately approached me with her flat, pouting gaze, so adorable, although I knew it showed her dislike.

"After my daughter wakes up, I will leave," she said.

"Why leave? Shouldn't we talk?" I asked, then poured wine into the beautiful glass available on the table. "There are many things we need to discuss, I think you know that."

She sighed heavily, while I placed the glass of wine on the table in front of her.

"I apologize for leaving you without saying goodbye without explaining," she said anxiously, fear evident in her eyes. "But the circumstances forced me to leave... I had no choice," she continued.

"Explain it to me."

"I'm pregnant," she said, making me instantly remember Sophia, who has the same last name as mine.

"So, is she my daughter?" I immediately felt anxious.

She shook her head, making me furrow my brow.

"No... She's not your daughter," she said. "When we were still in a relationship when you were in Washington for work, I attended prom night with my friends... At a hotel... We had fun and got drunk... I lost control, and without realizing it I was with Gabriel, one of the guys from campus who liked me. That night, we had sex," she explained nervously.

I sighed, severe, so painful to hear this explanation, and I understood where it was going.

"So, Sophia isn't your daughter because you never planted your seed in my womb... We were so careful, right... You should remember and understand... You couldn't have impregnated me," she explained again with a thin smile and shook her head. "I didn't dare to tell you, so I decided to leave and think about meeting Gabriel but it turns out he already has a girlfriend. So I didn't want to tell him because it could ruin his relationship with his girlfriend... Especially since his girlfriend is my friend."

I licked my lips, these lips felt too stiff to speak, even my heart was beating too fast and painful remembering what had happened, remembering how difficult it was to live without her, but I also thought her explanation was very unreasonable.

"Stop expecting that Sophia is your daughter," she said again.

"If she's not my daughter, I don't mind. I'm happy because you still love me Even you used my name in her name." I said anxiously and occasionally bit my lower lip, looking at her with consideration. "You know all this time I've been looking for you and so stressed living without you... If you're not with Gabriel either and ask him to take responsibility for his actions, I'll happily be back with you and be Sophia's father."

"No... You can't..."

"Why?"

"I don't love you anymore and you deserve better than me," she said with a smile but couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes. "And I know You should marry your chosen girl... The girl who danced with you last night."

"No..." I shook my head and furrowed my brow. "I won't marry her."

"I know you'll marry her... I know the party was meant to choose your wife... And you've chosen her and she's indeed very beautiful... so you should be with her than with me who has hurt you and have a child from another man!"

"The one who threw the party was my mother... I just followed that crazy idea. I was too frustrated because I couldn't find you!" I asserted.

"So it's all your mother's doing?"

"Yes..." I nodded.

"And it's clear that we can never be together." She suddenly stood up. "Your mother will demand you to marry that girl... There's no need to fight for me anymore... It will only get you in trouble!" she was about to move away from the sofa but I immediately reached for her hand, pulling her until she fell into my lap.

"Brandon!"

She gasped, looking at me so sharply, but it wasn't something terrifying. Her beautiful face, her scent that never changed, as if it brought me into beautiful memories with her.

I want to have her, I want her to spend time with me as usual...

I want her beautiful lips to moan my name.