Chapter 23: 23. Why do you use contacts?
"I am what?" I ask with a laugh.
"Byubwiful yike ." She tilts her head and smiles and God help
but their smiles are so beautiful that I might cry.
"I am byubwiful?"
"No_ no, byubwiful." She repeats herself.
"That is what I said, byubwiful."
"No, is not byubwiful, is byu-bwi-ful. Say yit," She places her small hand on my jaw as she teaches
to say the word, "Say byu—"
"Byu—"
"Bwi,"
"Bwi"
"Ful."
"Ful."
"Good. Now say byubwiful!" She commands.
"Beautiful." I say the word and she nods and claps for .
"See, mummy yis smart." Shelly also claps.
"Co here you two." I pull them both in a tight hug.
What was I even thinking... They are kids, the fact that they laugh and play with
like this ans they have opened up their hearts to . What more bond was I looking for?
This alone is filling.
...
"Pagne, can I co in?" I hear his voice sound from the other side of the door. For a mont, I put down the docunts I’m going through and I find myself readjusting my dress, and combing my hair with my fingers.
What am I doing? Seriously!
"Yes." I finally respond.
The door opens and he walks in with a big blue box in his hands. My eyes move from the box in his hand to the man carrying the box and I’m curious.
What’s in the box?
"How are you?" He asks as he moves closer to where I am seated on the bed and places the box at my feet before sitting himself on the bed too.
"Fine... I guess." I shrug in a nonchalant manner.
"Tell
the truth, are you still displeased that you didn’t get a chance to flaunt your victory in her face?" He asks and I want to say no, but that will be a lie, and I don’t want to lie, so I just shut up and stare blankly at the docunts that are resting on my laps.
"You are." He shifts himself a little closer to
and his hand reaches up to my face, cups my cheek ever so tenderly. So, so tenderly that I cannot resist the urge to look up and stare back into those gray eyes. "Don’t be." At this point, I’m not sure I even rember what he’s talking about. All I can focus on right now is the look in his eyes, like he’s staring at the most bewitching thing his eyes have ever gazed upon. And the sound of his voice like he is on a mission to seduce the world’s most beautiful woman.
And the warmth of his touch. Warmth becos hotter and hotter the longer it lingers on my skin. That’s all I can think of right now.
"Think of it this way Dearest, the representative she sent happens to be your forr assistant, am I right?"
"Dearest? Pagne!"
"Huh! What? Oh, oh, yeah. Yeah. He used to be my assistant at one ti, but then she begged
that she needed him for so reason. And didn’t return him afterwards." That was close, good thing he didn’t notice.
"Exactly, which ans as we speak, that man would have briefed uh_uh_ well, whatever her na is, he would have briefed her on what went down today. She must know by now that Champagne Gold is now Champagne Grand and the CEO of Harford."
That is true...
"By now, she would have been inford that the one who scored the investnt deal was none other than the one who deserved it from the very beginning... You my dearest."
"And as we speak, she must be seething with anger and jealousy and you’ll get to see that at the party this evening."
"The party?"
"Yes. The one being hosted by our latest investor. He’s inviting all the shortlisted companies too."
"Do you think she would co?"
"People like her cannot stand losing. And trust
my dearest, more than the fact that you are CEO again, the fact that you are married to
is a bigger loss to her. She wouldn’t want to believe the information unless she sees it for herself. So she will co."
He is right, there is nothing Alicia hates more than losing to soone she hates. And just like he said, the fact that I got the investnt is a loss to her as the new CEO, and not only that, but the fact that after stealing my husband, I was able to catch a man who is far above my league will make her even more angry.
I did not think of it this way.
Indeed, the Alicia I know will not miss that party. I’m sure right now she is regretting not coming to the investnt eting herself. So yes, she will be at the party.
I wonder who would be her plus one... it’s going to be him, right?
"So my dearest," Huh! Wh_when did his face get so close to mine? "Just wait a little while." His words switch to a whisper. "Surely you will taste your revenge."
Such sweet reassuring whispers, anyone would believe his words. I am no exception.
"Tell
Pagne, why do you wear contacts?" His sudden question reaches my ears and my brain does the math, that’s when I realize my eyes are closed!
My eyelids flicker open and I instantly turn my head away from his gaze, pulling out of his hold in embarrassnt.
What was I expecting?! Why did I close my eyes! When did I even close them?!
"Why are you suddenly so red?" He asks and I flash him a death glare only to see a devilish smirk in place.
The madman! He is taunting ! I can’t believe it. "I_ I am not red. It’s the weather. Is_is it not hot? it’s hot." I fumble with my words like a child.
"Ah, really?" He turns his gaze towards the window, "how’s that so when it hasn’t stopped snowing outside?" He asks, oh, why is he teasing ?
"I_ it happens sotis." What am I even saying?
He lets out a soft laugh and nods, "I believe you."
"You did not answer my question... Why do you use contact lenses?" He asks again.
"I already told you once, my eyes are not that good." Did he forget that already? Why do I feel a little disappointed?
"I know that, I an why not use glasses instead?" What’s he even saying?
"Aren’t contacts more comfortable for most people?" I ask.
"I’m not talking about most people, am I?" He asks in turn. "I am talking about you, Champagne. I can tell it’s not comfortable for you."
H_he can?
"I catch you rubbing your eyes every now and then, your eyes get redder and more teary when you use them. They clearly irritate your eyes so why do you still use them?"
H_he really can tell. N_no one has ever pointed that out before. All I was told was I looked better without glasses. No one asked about my comfortability.
So how co he_ how co a man who I haven’t known for half a month... How co he knows?
"H_how do you even notice those things?" I have to ask.
"By keeping my eyes on you." He responds. "If I don’t keep an eye on my wife, who will?"
Dear God, is it really normal for
to fall for this man?
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