Her glare becoming more intense, she hopped from the bed and rolled her fingers into a fist. "What's this trash Jace? Are you seriously refusing to give me money?" The angriness in her voice worsened.
Again, I let out a chuckle and stood up as well. "Oh sweetie." A devilish smirk built by the corner of my lips. "Why would you need money again? Irrespective of how bad your investment was, I do not expect you to need money after collecting two hundred million dollars as of two months ago. How do you get to spend your money?" I told her.
As I mentioned that, her burning expression cooled down, and she averted from looking into my eyes like she saw a demon in me. What happened to her suddenly? Was it a scary thing to ask her how she spent her money?
From her action, I could partially sense that something wasn't right. Or was she using the money for something else?
"Why looking away, Tri
Staying in one of the balconies in my mansion, I stared at the view from there, and tried so hard to get rid of the thoughts on Trisha's behavior.After I had left our room, I tried to continue my work but that wasn't even close to being possible. All that rang in my head was Trisha. I was thinking about how she had always been treating me, how she acted guilty and nervous when I asked her some simple questions, how I was starting to doubt the work she was doing, and of all, how she didn't feel bad although I expressed my pain to her. All of it caused an ardent pain within me. If I could cry, I was sure I'd be wailing on the floor already. She was indeed making my life a living hell.When I decided to say all my pain to her, a part of me convinced me that she might feel sorry because of it, while another part assured me that nothing would change. But although I had doubts, I chose to be optimistic, only for her to prove me
Sitting in my study room, the thoughts of how close I was to Jill the night before, caused me to smile at myself. The way she let me feel the warmness and serenity of her body, made my night blissful. Infact, I wasn't able to concentrate on my work properly. All I could think of was how she got me so glued to her. Was she a witch?"Focus boy. What's with you?" I whispered to myself as I rubbed my palm against my forehead."Can I come in?" A thin voice sounded from my doorstep, so I raised my head to see who it was.Again, she made me smile. It was Jill. She was peeking her head through the tiny opening of the door.I stood up from my seat and turned around the table to reach her first."Sure," I said to her.Standing in my front, she stretched her hand to give me something. "Good morning. I brought this for you." She said.I glanc
JillStepping out of the kitchen in Shanice's house, holding a tray of the cookies I had baked, I joined her and Beth in the living room."It's been a while since I've seen you Beth." I said to Beth in mouthful of cookies, and dropped the tray on the centre table.Beth dropped her phone on her seat and grabbed some cookies from the tray. "Yep girl." She said, and began to crunch a cookie."Well I see her almost everyday." Shanice added from her seat, staring at her phone like her life depended on it."Duh duh." Beth hummed and continued to read through her magazine. She was a big fan of magazines, and goodness knew why.I sighed and moved closer to Shanice on the couch she was sitting on, and tapped her shoulder to get her attention to me."What?!" She whined and hit her hands against mine, so I co
JACEWith a great deal of fear and anger, I tightened my fist more, being so short of words. I probably didn't hear her properly. What was going on? Something was definitely wrong somewhere. My Trisha couldn't do such.Panting terribly and frowning so much, I jerked her arm and tugged her close to me. "What is going on?!" I asked, my breath slowly whipping off."J-Jace?" Her voice was shaky, holding a great thrust of fear. "What's it? What's wrong?" She asked dumbly.I glared harder, my nose, eyes and lips wrinkling so much from how vexatious I was. "Are you crazy? Don't pretend now. I heard you! I heard you speak to some idiot now!""What are you saying?" She creased her brows like she was confused.I tightened my tug against her arm, and that made her groan. "Stop this game of yours. What's all this?!" I yelled.
Trisha--------Walking in the hallway of the hotel Xander and I frequently stayed, I smiled broadly at myself, feeling so proud of how well my game went.I used my card to open the door of our hotel room, and stepped in. The first thing I did was to scan my eyes through the place in search of Xander, but surprisingly, I found him nowhere close. That was quite weird, because I only called him a few minutes ago. How could he possibly be missing now?About to dial his number to send him a call, I stopped when I felt his arms curving around my neck. I shut my eyes and smiled, deeply inhaling the sweet fragrance from his body."Why did you take so long?" His husky tone held flirtatiousness as he pressed a kiss against my ear, and moved his lips down to my neck to dunk kisses into it."Oh baby." I raised his arms from my
She kept her stare at me, and furrowed her eyebrows into a small frown. All I did was to look at her with quivering eyes. Her questions definitely cut my throat. What was I going to do? How did she even get here in the first place?"I asked you a question Trisha." She reminded me that I needed to speak. But what could I say?"Well ma, this person is…" I said in a stutter, but stopped when Xander walked closer to her."Is this your mom, Trisha?" He asked as he grinned at her.I chuckled nervously. "Yes she is. She's my mom. I mean, my mother-in-law.""Oh nice." He said, and stretched his hand for a handshake. Good for me, he was smart enough to grasp that he had to put on an act. "Nice meeting you ma'am. My name is Xander. I'm Trisha's colleague at her office.""Colleague?" She raised an eyebrow at him, obviously still doubting me. "But how can a
I let Jill leave my grip, and exhaled hard before turning to face Trisha. All Trisha did was to remain frozen in her position and say nothing to us.Turning back to Jill, I noticed how she suddenly looked so pale and nervous, and that irritated me so much. What the heck? Did we do anything bad by holding each other?"What was that?" Trisha finally spoke from where she was standing. "Why were you holding each other? Why were you both so close? What was the meaning of that nonesense?""What nonesense?" I retorted, shooting her a dead scowl and folding my arms across my chest, showing a lot of uninterest to whatever she had to say.She huffed, and lurched unsteadily to us. "You know I saw you both right? I saw you being close." She said.I snorted. "And so? What's wrong with that? What if I'm close to her? Do you care?Letting out another huff,
Trisha"And the investments…" I heard Xander say that, and then, I trailed off into my immense thoughts.If there was a word greater than "shocked" that could explain how I felt when Jace yelled back at me days back, then that word was definitely going to be an overly great one.I was just so amused to see him finally supporting that girl with so much ardency. I had truly never seen him that angry, or that uninterested in me. And the worst thing was that he didn't even seem to be moved by my menace and shouts. He ignored it all.But the thing that made me confused was the fact that I actually felt weird and angry about the whole thing. Sincerely, I didn't like the way I saw that idiot so close to my husband. I didn't love him, but I almost felt jealous. I was truly angry that day, I wasn't playing around. But how in the world was it even possible that I cared