BABY MARRIAGE CONTACT

"Anne, we need you in ward A14," Callie called out to Anne, who was taking off her uniform. Her shift had ended, and she was about to head to Frank's family dinner.

"I thought I was done for the day?" Anne asked.

"Doctor Williams needs you there," Callie explained before leaving the changing room.

Anne sighed, lightly tapping her head. She put her uniform back on.

"I need to call Frank and let him know I'll be late," she said to herself. She took out her phone and dialed his number.

"Hello?" Frank answered on the first ring.

"Hey, Frank, I'm sorry but I won't make it on time. An emergency came up, so I'll be late," Anne explained.

"It's okay, Anne," Frank replied with a sigh. "I'll call Mom and let her know. We'll reschedule everything."

"Thanks, hun," Anne said, preparing to hang up.

"Wait," Frank said before she could. "You didn't tell me you love me or call me by my sweet name."

Anne smiled. "Okay, I love you, my sugar fairy."

"I love you too, my fairy angel," Frank replied. Anne kissed the phone and hung up, putting it back in her bag. She then headed to the ward to check on the emergency. When she arrived, the door was slightly open.

"Doctor Williams?" she called out.

"Come in, Anne," the doctor said, not turning around from the patient.

Anne stepped in and closed the door behind her.

"Mr. Salvador, how are you doing?" she asked the patient, who gave a weak smile. She sat down next to him.

"Anne, Mr. Salvador has something to tell you," Doctor Williams said.

Mr. Salvador looked at her seriously. "Anne, I believe you know about my condition?"

She nodded. "Yes, I do."

"I've been in this hospital for a few days now, and every day you've checked on me. I appreciate it," he said with a strained smile. Anne knew something wasn't right.

"So, sir, how can I help you?" she asked cautiously.

He looked her straight in the eye. "Anne, I want to have a child with you."

Anne froze. "Is that a joke?" she asked, uneasy.

He climbed off the bed and knelt in front of her, surprising her even more. This wasn't a man who begged for anything, but today he was desperate.

"Anne, you need to understand how important this is to me," he pleaded. "I have no family, and I need a bone marrow transplant. The only way to do it is to have a blood relative, but I don't have any. I have less than a year to live. I'm only 28, and I've spent my life building my career. I've made money, but I have no one left except my foster mother in Alaska. Please, I'll compensate you well. Just help me."

Anne was still in shock. She glanced at Doctor Williams, but he avoided her gaze. Then she turned back to Mr. Salvador.

"I... I need time to think about this," she said, her voice shaky. She stood up and left the room.

Outside the hospital, Anne got into her car and drove to Frank's house. It was almost seven when she arrived. She parked and walked to the gate.

"Who's there?" Sandro, the security guard, asked.

"It's me, Anne," she replied softly. Sandro opened the gate, and she walked inside.

She could hear laughter from the living room as she entered the house. But when she stepped in, she saw Frank and a blonde woman kissing on the couch. They didn't notice her standing there, and she watched for a full five minutes as they continued.

"Frank!" Anne finally shouted.

They stopped, and Frank looked up, shocked to see her. He hadn't expected her to be back so soon.

"Baby, who's she?" the blonde woman asked, still clinging to Frank.

Frank pushed her off and stood up, adjusting his pants as he walked toward Anne. Without saying a word, Anne took off her ring and threw it at him, then rushed out of the room.

She went straight to her car, drove home, and collapsed on her bed, crying into her pillow. Soon, she heard a knock at the door.

"Anne, please listen to me," Frank's voice called from outside.

She didn't move. Neighbors who knew about her relationship with Frank gathered outside, but she stayed in her room, letting the tears flow until she eventually fell asleep.

The next morning, Anne got ready for work, had her coffee, and stepped outside. To her surprise, Frank was waiting on her doorstep.

She quietly closed the door behind her and began walking to her car.

"Anne!" Frank called out.

"I'm so sorry for what happened yesterday," he said, but she didn't turn around or say anything. She got in her car and drove off, leaving him standing there.

When she got to the hospital,she headed to the changing room and changed into her uniform.

"Anne!"someone called her,she turned and saw her colleague Naomi,

"Mr Salvador was asking after you just awhile ago."she informed,

"Okay,I'm going to see him now."she told Naomi and she left her in the changing room alone,she picked up her phone,15 missed calls from Frank,she sighed and kept the phone back in her bag.Then she went to meet Mr Deville,she made a decision to accept his offer,since she isn't engaged anymore,

"Good morning sir."she greeted him,he wasn't sleeping but didn't reply,he just smiled at her,

"How are you doing,hope you slept well?"she asked him,

"Well,I'm doing fine just that I feel a little bit tired."she nodded and smiled

"Ehm.....I....."she don't know how to tell him of her decision,

"Anne what is it?"he asked her,she frowned.

He's behaving as if he doesn't know what I came here for,she said to herself.

"Sir,I.....I accept your offer,"she said slowly,

"You what?"he pretends not to know what she's talking about and that irritated her,

"Your f**king offer,you asshole."she muttered to herself,he smiled.

"Anne,are you sure you wanna do this?"she was stunned by his question.Is this not the same man begging me yesterday,why is he behavinglike he knows nothing?she asked herself.

"Yes sir,I want to do it."she swallowed hard,

"Okay."he brought out his phone and called someone,

"Bring the documents."Not long later,a young man walked into the room and handed some papers to him.He handed the papers to her,

"Sign that."it was more of an order than a request,she smirked and went through it then she signed it and gave it back to him.

"Do you agree to the terms and conditions?"he asked her,she frowned.

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"Do you think I signed that for fun?"she asked rudely,

"Then your works starts now,we're going to my house from here."he said,

"Why?"she asked angrily,

"Didn't you read the paper well or do you need glasses to go through it again."he queried her,she smirked and muttered okay then she went back to the changing room to get her bag.

He was coming pit of his room when she came back to him,

"I need to get my stuffs from my house."he smiled,

"I did that already so its no use goingback there."she gave him the you-invaded-my-privacy look but he smiled impishly,

"Don't worry,I had my female staff do it for me."she shrugged and went downstairs with him,they got into his car and his driver drove them to his house.

Deville's mansion took almost the whole estate,it was very large and has enough space bit housed only seven people,Deville,his driver,his security guard,his gardener,his cook,his housekeepe and his washman.He paid his workers well but doesn't treat them with respect.Actually,Deville Clyde Salvador treats no one with respect except his foster mom Phina Salvador and his four friends Williams Martinez,Tim and Jake Grayson and Archie Buena Criollo,best friends from different background.When they got home,his drover got down from the car and opened the door for him and Anne,she was in awe when she saw the mansion,the driver went to the trunk and brought put Anne's luggage then he took it inside.

"When you're done drooling,you can follow me inside." He said sarcastically,she ignored him but followed him inside.The interior of mansion was as large as the exterior,the living room took almost the whole first floor,at the North Wing of the first floor is the kitchen,opposite the kitchen is the was the great dining hall,the servant quarters took the East Wing with three rooms.Deville's room is the master bedroom of the house,while the other five rooms spread put in the second floor,each with a window view balcony.

"Millie!"Deville called put and his cook coming running out,

"Welcome sir."she greeted,she's a young woman in her mid twenties,she smiled to Anne.

"Prepare something for me and my mistress."he ordered,Anne arched an eyebrow.Hey dummy,I'm not your mistress,she shouted inside her but frowned,he turned to her,

"I mean my guest."Millie left them,

"Let me show you to your room."she followed him upstairs and he showed to her room then left her and went to him

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The Next Morning

Anne woke up with aches all over her body. Deville was lying peacefully beside her. She gently slipped out of bed and went to her room.

She made her way to the bathroom, staggering a bit, and took a long, hot bath. The water was so hot it almost burned her skin, but she stayed in for over thirty minutes. Afterward, she wrapped a thick towel around herself, dressed in a warm sweater, and a thick pair of pants. She closed the window, turned off the air conditioner, and left the light on. She crawled into bed, pulled the blanket over herself, and soon fell asleep.

Deville woke up and noticed Anne was no longer in bed beside him. He quickly checked the bathroom, but she wasn't there. Worried, he rushed to her room and found her lying on the bed.

"How can she sleep in this overheated room?" he muttered. He opened the window and turned the air conditioner on.

"Anne! Anne!" He called as he shook her awake, pulling the blanket off her. She was drenched in sweat, and her temperature felt high.

"Wake up, Anne!" He shook her harder.

"What?" she mumbled sleepily.

Deville unzipped her sweater and saw her skin, which made him furious. "What did you do to yourself?"

"Please, let me rest. I'm so tired," she begged.

He shook her again. "What have you done to yourself?"

Anne zipped her sweater back up and looked at him tiredly. "The hot water will help with the pain. I just need some rest."

"And you locked yourself in a stuffy room to do this?" he asked angrily. She turned away, ignoring him.

Deville stormed out of the room, pulling the blanket from her as he left.

At breakfast, Deville sat down, clearly upset. "Millie, isn't breakfast ready?" he asked.

"Sorry, sir. I'm almost done," Millie answered from the kitchen.

Deville walked into the living room and turned on the TV. Millie called out, "Sir, breakfast is ready."

He went to the dining room to eat, and as Millie served him, he said, "Go and get Anne for breakfast."

Millie reluctantly went upstairs to fetch Anne but returned quickly. "Sir, she's not in her room."

Deville stood up, fuming. "What do you mean?"

"I went into her room, but she wasn't there," Millie explained.

"Anne! Annabel! Anne!" Deville shouted as he rushed upstairs. When he came back downstairs without finding her, he was even more furious. "Get me the security guard now!"

Millie went outside and quickly brought Sandro, the guard.

"Did you see Anne leave the house?" Deville demanded.

"Yes, I opened the gate for her," Sandro answered.

Deville slapped him hard, causing Sandro to stumble. "How dare you open the gate for her without permission?"

Sandro tried to explain, "She said she was going to get painkillers from her house."

Deville didn't respond, walking away. He turned to Alex. "Get me the car keys now."

Anne was still trying to sleep when her phone rang. It was Mrs. Federica, the elderly woman who lived next door. Anne answered.

"Hello, Ma, how are you?" Anne greeted her.

"I'm fine, my daughter. Can you come home now?" Mrs. Federica asked.

"Is everything okay?" Anne wondered, sensing urgency.

"No problem, dear. Just come, please."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Anne quickly dressed and headed out.

Deville was still in the living room when she quietly made her way to the back door. Millie was busy in the kitchen. She slipped out through the backyard to avoid being noticed and almost reached the gate when the security guard stopped her.

"Ma'am, where are you going?"

Anne smiled and lied, "I left my painkillers at my apartment. I'm going to get them."

The guard hesitated but then opened the gate for her.

She took a cab home and found Mrs. Federica and Frank sitting outside. She greeted the elderly woman but ignored Frank.

Mrs. Federica patted the seat next to her. "Sit, my child."

Anne sat down, staying between the woman and Frank.

"Why did you call me so urgently?" Anne asked.

Mrs. Federica smiled warmly. "You and Frank have been through a lot. I've seen something in his eyes."

Anne glanced at Frank, who was quietly staring at her.

"Something in his eyes?" she wondered, feeling bitter. It must be guilt, just like I saw in my late husband's eyes, she thought.

"I've seen that look before," Mrs. Federica continued. "Don't let his mistakes take away the love he has for you. Please, give him a chance."

Anne stood up to leave, but Frank grabbed her hand.

"Frank, let go. You're hurting me," she said, trying to free herself.

He didn't release her. Instead, his grip tightened. "Anne, please. I'm sorry for what happened. Just listen to me."

Anne felt tears welling up. "Let me go. I don't want to talk about it."

"Are you seeing someone else?" Frank asked, his voice full of panic.

Anne didn't respond, and it made him even more frantic. "Tell me, Anne. Are you seeing another guy?"

She thought about Deville and the contract but shook her head. "No."

"Then why are you doing this?" Frank asked, lifting her chin. "Why are you ending this?"

Anne's mind flashed to the night before, and she saw the marks on her neck. Frank noticed them too. "What happened to your neck?"

Anne quickly looked away. "I... I burnt myself."

Frank wasn't convinced. "You didn't come home last night. Where were you?"

Anne hesitated. "I went to Naomi's."

"Anne, tell me the truth," Frank begged. His eyes were filled with desperation.

The thought of another man touching Anne was driving him crazy.