Even if I wanted to marry him, how would he react and what would happen if I told him?
I had 7 days left now before the boss ca back again for his answer and ti was ticking by without pause. That reminded
that I also never got around to telling Hayden about this father’s abrupt visit to his bedroom to see
earlier in the day. If Hayden found out the boss’s visit this morning, he didn’t ntion it to . I wondered if he already knew and if he did, what did he think about it?
I can’t read his expressionless face at all. What he was feeling or thinking, I had absolutely no idea.
"Do you want to marry ?" Hayden asked again, rephrasing his questions as if helping
to better understand him.
That wasn’t the reason why I didn’t reply to his question. I understood him perfectly, I just didn’t know how to reply. I had no idea what to say and my throat and lips suddenly felt as dry as the desert. I could feel Hayden’s intense gaze staring at
and that only made
panic even more.
"Do you…want to marry ?" I asked him the sa question that he had asked .
However, unlike Hayden’s cold tone and emotionless tone, my voice shook terribly as I said those words. I realized that I wasn’t hesitant about it but I was extrely scared to hear his answer.
"Does it matter?" Hayden replied without even pausing to think.
"Excuse ?" I asked in shock.
What does that even an? Of course…it matters…
"I’m asking if my answer will influence yours," he explained casually.
Well, I wasn’t sure about that…
"It shouldn’t. You shouldn’t let my answer influence yours. Whether or not I want to marry you has nothing to do with what you want," Hayden stated casually.
We might as well have been discussing the weather for all that’s worth. Hayden was either cold, emotionless or casual like this topic didn’t hold much importance to him.
"That may be true but…" I began but didn’t know where to land with my words.
It wasn’t exactly true, right? I finished my sentence off in my mind.
"Is there sothing that you’ve been keeping from ?" Hayden asked.
The way his blue eyes narrowed slightly at
told
that he knew sothing and that shocked .
"I…I’m not sure what you an…" I replied without thinking.
What could Hayden possibly be referring to? I wasn’t keeping anything a secret from him…
Wait, could it be?
He knows?
"Let
ask you that again. Have you been keeping sothing from ?" Hayden asked as if he was offering
a second chance at this.
"I…" I began but then ca to a pause as I hesitated.
"Tell
now…" Hayden demanded.
I knew that I should tell Hayden all about it and that there wasn’t a good reason to keep this from him. However, I panicked so much that my tongues were tied. On top of that, I wasn’t sure how to deliver the news to him. I felt extrely conflicted, and I couldn’t get any words out of my mouth.
"Tell
now, Malissa!" Hayden yelled as his hands grabbed my shoulders and began shaking .
I let out a cry and it wasn’t from the pain. He wasn’t hurting , but I was stunned at his sudden display of emotions. Hayden seed very disturbed and frustrated as he tried to get answers from .
"The boss…your father…he ca to see
early this morning…" I began before I ca to a pause as I tried to find the words.
"And then?" Hayden pressed impatiently.
Now this was the hard part…
"Well, he…umm…asked when we would be getting married…" I said hesitantly in a small voice.
"What did you tell him?" Hayden asked and I had a feeling that he would probably get
to recite the whole conversation to him exactly like how it went down this morning.
"I told him that I didn’t know…and then he got mad…" I replied as I tried to keep my voice from cracking.
Hayden listened intently to
with an unreadable expression in his eyes. Seeing that he was eager to hear more, I continued on with the story all the way until the end. Hayden really could read
like a book.
Every ti that I tried to evade the more embarrassing parts of the story such as when the boss threw my contraceptive pills down on the bed in front of , Hayden could detect with high accuracy that I was trying to skip the part.
In the end, I ended up telling Hayden everything. The storytelling session left
feeling tired and uncertain about how I should be feeling about all this. Hayden was a devoted listener although he was impatient most of the ti. Throughout my story, Hayden looked thoughtful, and I wished that I could tell what he was thinking.
"That old man…" Hayden muttered underneath his breath after my story ca to a close.
"Hayden…?" I called his na questioningly when I sense his mood darkening.
"The boss is tricking you. He’s the most calculating of us all," Hayden said in summary.
"Right…" I murmured although I wasn’t entirely sure what he was getting at.
"And Harvey? He didn’t tell you anything when you spoke to him earlier?" Hayden asked.
"Huh? Not…particularly…" I replied. He did give
so advice, but he didn’t really disclose any information that seed to be outstandingly important.
Hayden sighed as he closed his eyes and suddenly, he looked very tired. Hayden leaned back on the sofa and tipped his face up towards the ceiling.
"Listen well, Malissa. Why do you think Harvey was chosen as the boss’s heir?" Hayden asked with his eyes still closed.
"Umm…" I made a thoughtful sound.
"Because he was simply born first. He’s my father’s first child," Hayden replied to his own question calmly.
"I see. So, he wasn’t really chosen…?" I asked in a small voice.
--To be continued…
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