"You wanna see the Eiffel Tower, right? Rest for a while first, I'll take you for a walk later." He patted her head before walking away.
"Wait—" Rachael stopped him. "What did you just say?"
She looked at him. "Are you saying that I am not serious about our relationship and it's not important to ?" Each word and every word he had said stabbed her heart.
"That's not what I ant—"
"Then what did you an Andrew?" She snapped at him.
He wanted to say sothing but decided against it, "Just forget it, okay? Let's not drag this matter anymore." He knew that the more they talked about, the more complicated the matter would get and he didn't want that.
When he tried to walk away again, she grabbed his arm. "No, you are not walking away this ti. We are going to have this conversation." She wanted to know what else he had in his mind. She wanted him to let everything out so they could put an end to it.
"Rachael, don't—" Andrew clenched his jaw. He was trying to control the brewing anger inside him. He didn't wanna lash out on her.
"I am not letting you go this ti, you have to tell what is going on in your mind Andrew." She grabbed his shirt and looked at him as tears stread down her cheeks.
She was deeply hurt when he said she didn't take this relationship as seriously as he did and that he didn't an to her as much as she did to him.
When he did not say anything, she forced him to talk again. "Say sothing—"
"You wanna know what I really think?" Andrew grabbed the side of her arms and pulled her closer. His deep voice was laced with anger and jealousy.
"I am mad Rachael, I am mad at you, at us," he gritted his teeth. "Every little thing that is remotely related to you affects my mood, it affects . You have a huge impact in my life because you are my woman and I f*ucking love you."
"Do you have any idea how happy I was with how things were going between us? I was happy Rachael, I was happy that we were making progress. I thought you had started developing similar feelings for but I was wrong."
"It took you one phone call to go running back to him. One phone call and you did not even consider anything." He tightened his grip around her arm. "Before you decided to go there, did you even consider my feelings? Did you even think how I would feel? No, right?" He mockingly scoffed. "To be honest, I won't be shocked even if you end our marriage and just walk away with him."
He was blind and mad with bitter emotions. The re thought of Rachael with that man made him lose his mind. He was going insane.
"What?" she frowned. "You are crossing the line now—"
There was a limit to her patience too. The sole reason for following him was to apologize and spend so quality ti with him. She wanted to tell him everything—how she felt and how much he ans to her. But his blunt bitter words pinched her heart.
Did he really think so lowly of her? Did he really think she would end their marriage so easily to get back with Oliver?
"I am crossing the line?" Andrew sneered. "You are the one who t your ex behind my back and I am the one crossing the line?"
"Behind your back?" Rachael scowled. "I asked you before eting him, you knew I was eting him."
"You didn't ask , you told that you are eting him," he corrected her. "There is a difference between asking and telling"
"If you didn't want to go, you could have stopped him." She tightened her grip on his shirt. "I swear Andrew, I wouldn't even consider going if you had said no."
"Really? Are you sure about that?" he mockingly questioned her. "How could I turn you down when you sounded so determined?"
"Andrew—" She gasped when he pulled her closer.
"Is it because you know I love you, you are taking so lightly? Do you think just because I have feelings for you I am a pushover and you can do whatever you want with ?" He gritted. "Do you have any idea how I felt when you were crying for so other man?"
"But of course, why would you care?" He mockingly smirked and let go of her. "Who am I in front of him, right? I am just a rebound."
Andrew closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself down. He could physically feel his blood boiling. He was going crazy, he had to get away from her.
"Ben—" He yelled.
Ben, who had been hiding behind the slightly ajar door, quickly rushed towards them. "Y-Yes boss?"
"Drop her off to the airport," he instructed before walking away.
"You think you can just accuse like that and simply walk away?" She yanked his arm. "What do you think I am?"
She smacked his chest with fist. "You have no fu*cking right to judge . This is what you think of ? Do you think I am so cheap?" Tears started rolling down her eyes. Her heart was aching and the fact that all those words ca from the man she loved, made her feel worse.
"Yes I t Oliver. I know I shouldn't have but I did and I am really very sorry for that." She knew it was her mistake and she was ready to accept it. "I didn't cry because I felt nostalgic or emotional after eting him. I cried because I felt nothing Andrew, I felt nothing and that made feel so relieved."
"It made realize how I felt nothing for him but everything for you. It made realize how important our relationship is and how important you are to ." She loved the man..no matter how mad she was at the mont, she loved him.
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