Chapter 5 Annoying Voice

Penelope

I was unable to believe my ears, my jaw slacked, and I stared at him frowning in confusion. His eyes scrutinised my face as he studied my expression.

He let out a laugh and folded his arms across his huge chest. 

 "I'm not really disabled, neither is my face scarred as you can see. You shouldn't believe everything you see on the internet." 

What could be his reasons for pretending to be disabled? It definitely has something to do with the same reason why there was information on the internet about his family being bankrupt when they are not.  I gathered myself together trying to process my thoughts when he started to walk to the other wardrobe which wasn't mine. Like he knew my eyes were trailing him, he halted and veered to face me. 

"I brought you to the bed even though I dislike you, I couldn't help but feel pity for you. Just a heads up, don't think it is going to continue that way. And just because my grandfather likes you doesn't mean I will." His voice was stern as he spoke, his sea blue eyes bored into my green ones before he turned around and continued to walk to the wardrobe. 

If I slept on the bed then where did he sleep? Hopefully not on the same bed. And it means he carried me in his arms, the thought of it gave me a feeling that I couldn't explain.

He turned to face me, a smirk tugging the side of his lips. 

"I would never sleep on the same bed with you, especially since you love to practice karate while sleeping. You need sleeping lessons, you really do." His upper lips curled up slightly in scorn.

Embarrassment washed through me. Tyrell did have a badmouth. 

Why did he have to see that? One thing I knew was that this wasn't going to be the last time he would taunt me about that. But he was kind enough to have let me sleep on the bed but there was no way I was going to tell him that.  After all, he was the same person who humiliated me at the dining yesterday and because of that, I had to go to bed on an empty stomach. 

"I didn't ask you to bring me to the bed. I would prefer to sleep on the floor a million times than have you carry me." 

Surprised crossed his face and he let out a chuckle before nodding his head. 

"Noted. But I'm sure you don't mean that." 

Of course I didn't mean those words but my mouth couldn't just keep shut. 

"I mean every word I just said." I lied but he didn't respond rather a self-satisfied smile marred his face before he turned his back to me. 

My eyes were still on him but when I noticed that he was about to take off his towel, I averted my gaze and got off the bed.  I ran into the bathroom afterward. I could hear his laughter from the bedroom. 

How could he just want to get naked like that? Did he forget that someone else aside from him was in the room? Or he didn't just care, I probably gave him the idea that I was a pervert with my eyes lusting after his body earlier. It wasn't entirely my fault though, he was enticing and I couldn't help but look. He was a beautiful temptation.

I didn't know why but the thoughts of Richard came to my mind making my chest clench. I kind of blamed him for my predicament, my heart ached and I held onto my chest leaning against the bathroom wall, it was hurting so much.

 Why did I have to think about Richard now? Tears rolled down my cheeks as I relived his and Mireya's announcement, and I found myself sobbing and plopping to the floor. I muffled my sobs burying my head into my thighs and hugging my knees. After crying till I could no longer find tears, I left the bathroom and walked into the room. 

Tyrell had left, I concluded that since he was nowhere in the room. I took my towel and all I needed to have my bath and brush my teeth before going back into the bathroom. I didn't want to undress in the bedroom, I didn't want to risk Tyrell walking in on me naked and I couldn't lock the door since yesterday already taught me a lesson.

Once I was done taking a shower I got dressed. My stomach wambled loudly reminding me of how hungry I was, I needed to find something to eat but I honestly didn't want to end up getting embarrassed by Tyrell at the dining again.

 I rolled my eyes reminiscing all that happened last night. My phone started to ring making me jolt out of my thoughts and stroll to the table where the phone was.

 I picked it up and my heartbeat accelerated the moment I saw the caller ID, it was my Grandpa. Several thoughts flooded my mind. Did Oliver tell him anything? Or did he find out that I got married yesterday without telling him?  I watched the phone ring till it disconnected without picking up. Shortly afterward, the phone started to ring again but this time I picked it up. 

"Hello Grandpa," I smiled trying to make my voice cheerful. 

"Pennie Sweetie, How are you?" His voice came. The calmness of his voice got me thinking and wondering if did he not know about the marriage. If he knew he could not be this calm. 

"Are you there?" His voice interrupted my thoughts.  

I nodded my head as though he could see me. "Yes, Grandpa. And I'm fine, how are you?" 

"Very well as always," I could tell he had a big smile as he said the words. 

    "You should come over to the house as soon as you can, we need to talk." 

I could only think of one thing he would want to talk about, my marriage. Did Oliver tell him? But he promised he wouldn't.  

"Ok, grandpa. But is everything ok?" I inquired, I was very curious to know what it was he wanted to talk about.   

"Don't worry about it, just come and we'll talk." 

He hung up the call afterward. 

I wanted to know what it was he wanted to talk about then I could brace myself for it and come up with answers to give him. I was just going to call Oliver and ask him if he told our grandpa anything. 

I found Oliver's contact and dialled it but it wasn't reachable, I tried again and still got the same response. I heaved a breath, I just had to go over to Grandpa's place and find out for myself. 

 I could only hope that he knew nothing about my marriage, what was I going to tell him if he asked for my reasons for getting married without letting him know? 

I slid my phone into my pants pockets and then grabbed my white sandals from the shoe rack and put them on before leaving the room. 

My walk down to the living room was silent, the only thing I could hear were my footsteps.  Great joy grew in me when I didn't see any of Tyrell's family members around,  I just wasn't ready to face them after what happened yesterday.  I had gotten closer to the door which was going to lead me outside and just as I was about to open it, Tyrell's annoying voice made me halt.

"Where do you think you are going?"