Chapter 5 (The Call)

Time flies so fast for sure because it's been three days since that 'incident' and my husband didn't dare to kick Celci out of the house. Instead, he told me to give her a chance. The audacity! 

"Tsk!"

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*KNOCK KNOCK*

I heard someone knocking on my door, and I told the person to come in. 

Surprise! Surprise! It's my husband!

Why would I be happy with his presence? He insulted me at the dining table.

"Honey," He sighed, and he sounded regretful. But, my ass is tired of him. 

"Don't call me that, dumbass! Leave me alone!" I stomped my right foot on the ground, clenching my hands. 

This man didn't seem to like my treatment towards him as his brows knitted together. 

"What do you want?" I shrugged, putting my hands around my waist, giving a fiery glare. 

Flinching, Jericho looks around in panic before giving me a reply, "Can't you give Celci more time? She said she will change."

Right at that moment, I can feel my breathing burn, and my blood flicked on my head. 

"You dare to give her a chance?! What the heck is wrong with you? Did you get yourself hit by a truck?" I shouted, and I bit my lips. This man sure is annoying as hell, giving off indecisive energy. 

I saw him clench his hands into fists as I gulp down because I haven't seen this man get mad. However, that doesn't stop me from testing him.

"Why would I give her a chance? Did this happen before? Are we having the same pattern?" Lifting a brow, I asked him carefully. 

Licking his lips, he shakes his head. He told me, "You should give her a chance since you've been like that. You keep giving people chances---" 

My ears burns when he spouted those words out, so I decided to interrupt his blabbering mouth, saying, "So, you are telling me you are taking advantage of the chances I have given?" 

I could see his eyes widen in my mine like he didn't expect me to see through his words. 

Yeah, I have a bad feeling about this, but I hope this is nothing. I clenched my hands on my chest as I could feel my heart in pain.

Concerned, Jericho walks over to me, and he caressed my hair. I looked up to him with teary eyes. 

Then, I shove his hands away from me, and I turned around to avoid his piercing gaze. 

"You should leave," I announced monotonously, even though I could feel my lips shaking. 

Inside of me is telling me not to let him leave, however, I couldn't just let myself be hurt. I was hurting. 

After a minute or two, I heard footsteps on the ground I could tell he is about to leave. I heard him twist the doorknob, but before he could open the door, I shouted.

"Wait! Before you leave, get these things away from me!" I busted out, pouting.

He was baffled by my voice as he stands on his spot stiffly. 

"What?!" He said, confused. I could see his shoulder lift in pressure.

"Get these out of here!" I confirmed while pointing to the utensils on my table with the spoilt foods. 

He scratched his head, exhaling, "I'll let Celci know." 

Rolling my eyes, I firmly stated, "No, you take these things away from me, unless you want to dine with me?" 

My lips curved mischievously as I poise myself to give off some cocky vibe to him. 

He walks closer to the table as he scanned the food. I can see his face drop in displeasure while examining the food. 

"Are you done?" 

He looked away from the food as he looked into my eyes. He didn't say a word, and he lowly clicked his tongue. 

"You should eat it to get a better taste of the experience. You should give Celci a chance too, so go ahead and try her food." I said it as if it's like an invitation. I gave him a friendly smile, even though my hands are numbing with the pain. 

Like a statue, he didn't move. He didn't do what I said. 

"You couldn't taste the food because you know that it is not good, yet you keep ignoring my signs. Sometimes, I wonder how did I get end up with y----" I muttered, but this man got his gut back as he halted me.

"Okay, fine! I'll take a bite!" His burns into the shade of red, and his nose wrinkled. 

Quickly, he grabs the fork, and he takes a bite of the disgusting mac and cheese. His face turns pale, and he spits up the food on his hand. Trembling, he looked at me with such intent.

"What?" Rudely, I said. Frankly, I sensed my legs quivered, yet, I don't want to look so easy on him. 

"Does it taste nasty? Like my attitude? Or yours?"

Without a word, Jericho arranged the plates, cleaned the table, and carried the plates as he rushed out of my room, slamming the door. 

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So, here I am got nothing to do inside this prison-like room.

Should I go look around? I mean, I haven't explored all the corners of this mansion. I bet it's fine to kill some time in doing that.

Then, I got up from my seat, and I rushed over to the door. 

Easily, I got out of my room. 

Today is so sunny. The sun is surely bright up this hallway. I couldn't help but creep out with a smile on my face. It's been stressful these past few days. 

Thus, It's been a while since I enjoyed this kind of day --- so peaceful. 

Wait, when did I have a peaceful time since I woke up from the hospital? 

Tsk, drama loves chasing my ass. 

As I keep on strolling in the hallway, I suddenly stumble on the garden. 

My mouth open after I gasped loudly. Wow, Jericho is a sure wealthy ass man. There's a lot of things I need to know about this man.

The garden is surely brighter than the tint of rain. The green leaves are crunching as the delicate petals sway with the wind. The birds are chiming, and the squirrels are darting in the branches of the trees. The sound of nature is almost like a song to me. 

Suddenly, my eyes caught this beautiful, blooming blue rose. It piques my interest because it's the first time I've laid my eyes on it. The flora seems to seduce me. 

So, I walk over to the flower. 

Carelessly, I picked it out, but I got pricked out by its thorns. 

"Ack!" I yelp from the pain as I let go of the rose. I saw blood dripping out of my ring finger, and I quickly wipe it away. Thus, blowing the pain away. 

'Argh, appearances are deceitful!' I pondered to myself. 

Out of the blue, I heard Jericho's daring voice in the garden.

"Love, I told you I can't meet you up. I promise I'll make it up to you, okay?" My heart throbs as he spoke to his phone. 

I look in his way, and he looks happy, smiling from ear to ear. 

"You know I love you the most, right?"

Like a bomb, his statement explodes in my head. 

Who is he talking to?

I can faintly hear the woman's voice on his phone. But, my world seems to shatter. I unconsciously bite my lips until I bleed. 

I heard him chuckle as he said, "I'll meet up soon when I have a proper excuse to say in my wife, love."

So, he can make such a lovely tone. But, I never heard him like that. All we do is fight and argue. 

"So we good, Love? I'll probably meet you this weekend, so be ready." 

Disbelief, I move my foot, then I suddenly stepped on the dead leaves, making a crunching sound. 

Fastly, I dunked my head on over the bushes, hiding my presence from him. I can see him looking around cautiously, and he breathes out.

"Sorry, love. I have to call you back later." 

Then, he turns off his phone as he walks away. I curled myself, hugging my legs closer to my chest. 

There, I wept in pain. 

I cried it all out.

He was long gone to me, so was I to him.

I saw the red flags coming, but I choose to be blinded. 

Our eyes could no longer spark when we see each other as our lips are longing to smile. 

All we do is argue, and we didn't hear each other speak lovingly. 

When he talked to that woman all I could think about how nice he was to her. 

All I wanted was to heal, but I got broken again--- and again.

What did I do to deserve this? What did I lack for him to lay his eyes on another?

Why, why, why?

I throw a fit on the ground as I cried out loud. 

"How can you do this to me!" I screech as I could feel my breath pitching. 

This aching in my heart is proof that I remained faithful to that man. I loved in true faith. Yes, I don't know if I made such a husband and wife bond to him, but it was enough to hurt my life so much to break. Nonetheless, I know in my heart I have integrity in me. 

I grasp some soil on the ground, and I throw it all away. My eyes are scorching, remembering his call to his lover.

Hah! I had a bad feeling about the chances that I gave to him the other day. It turns out that the greatest fear I had is true. Maybe, my heart is too foolish to keep falling right back to him. 

I will never let you happy! I will discover the truth! I will search on the pits of the earth why I died!

Yes, have fun~~~ But, it won't last. I will be the one to crumble those happy moments that you have hidden from me, Jericho! 

Just watch and wait because I will give you the same taste of your betrayal!

Crazily, I suddenly laughed out in the garden.

I guess, the saddest thing about betrayal is that you'll never see it from your enemies. 

However, I will never let that slip away so easily. What carves into my heart shall remain for the rest of my life.

Pfft! What am I crying for?

Hence, I stand up from the ground as I walk out from the garden, even if the tears won't stop from falling. 

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(_____) POV

In these four walls, the silence is killing me inside. Strumming my pain with this atmosphere. 

I lost her once, and now I lost her again. I clenched my hand on the table and scattered the papers. 

"Excuse me, boss?" 

"What?!" 

My secretary is trembling on his feet as he saw me getting mad at my own shit. 

"Get out!" 

He looks at me with wary eyes, and it only drives me insane. 

"I said get out!" 

He quickly dashes out of my office as if he is running for his life. 

"Dreanna, you are not dead, right? You promised me that you'll wait for me until I can get you. So, hold on to that promise and wait for me..." 

Note: How was it, my dear readers? The drama is certainly escelating hahaha! Enjoy reading!