"Grandpa, we will be heading home." Sounding natural and no pretense in her, Norman could not suppress the twitching of his lips. The gush of cold autumn breeze greeted them as they came out, making Kirsten's teeth chatter and body tremble. Reflexively she hugged her body to cope up with the biting cold. Suddenly, she felt something draped over her shoulders. And warmth surrounded her chasing away the coldness. Lifting up her head, smiling, she said in a soft voice, "Thanks." Matthew as taciturn ever, uttered no word and slithered his arm around her torso, leading her to the waiting vehicle. Complete silence pervaded the car while it traversed the road as both Kirsten and Matthew were absorbed in their own thoughts. "We've arrived sir," Tony's voice tore through the silence in the car. Kirsten blinked her eyes as if she was woken up from sleep. ‘How long did I zone out?’ Kirsten asked. Matthew stepped out of the car and then he held out his hand for Kirsten as she pre
Unmasked anger gleamed in Matthew’s eyes as he saw Kirsten holding her hair to expose her fair and slender neck to the man behind her, fastening the necklace clasp. “Kirsten, this man is looking for you,” Knox said again, smiling. Kirsten lost her voice and was rendered speechless, seeing Matthew. Her heart was on her mouth at the moment. Hearing Knox's voice, Gillian came out of the kitchen and saw Matthew. She assumed that the man wearing a bespoke suit just like James was her daughter’s boss. “Kirsten, why don’t you let your boss take a seat,” Gillian said. “Mr Roosevelt, have a seat,” Kirsten said so that Matthew would not spill the bean. James knew his place so he moved away and took the empty seat while Matthew sat beside Kirsten with just two inches of space between them. Noticing the closeness, Gillian was confused and a lot of questions raced in her mind. She went to the kitchen thinking and then reemerged into the living room. “Mr Roosevelt, do you want to join
Monalisa, his ex - fiancee hadn’t had this privilege, only Vanessa did. So for him to allow Kirsten to lay her head on his lap meant one thing. Did this woman silently conquer him? Kirsten felt him stiffened as her head laid on his lap. When she looked up to see if the man was protesting that she laid her head on his lap, her heart sank as she found him unwilling and confused at the same time. “I’m sorry, my emotions were all over the place and I didn’t mean it,” Kirsten whispered and lifted her head. Discovering that he couldn’t disappoint her and it pained him to see her in pain, Matthew gulped, his Adam's apple rolled up and down his throat. “No, it’s okay,” Matthew held her shoulders and pushed her gently back on his lap. Matthew tenderly and affectionately ran his finger though her silky auburn hair. His eyes roamed her beautiful face as she stared into his hazel eyes mirroring her image. Red rims, swollen eyes and red nose tip, still, she looked adorable and captivatingly
The last time that she cried was when her father died. It’s been so long since she last cried but since that day she met Matthew, her eyes were like a broken tap. As if Matthew was the key opening the floodgates of her tears. Matthew clenched his fists as he heard her heart wrenching cry. War waged deep within. Should he come in and console her or just ignore her and leave. “No, I shouldn’t pamper her or else she’ll have me wrapped around her fingers,” he muttered. Lifting his foot as he decided to leave her, Kirsten started to cough. He froze and his resolve waned when he heard another coughing fit. Matthew pushed the door and hurriedly approached Kirsten. She hadn’t heard him come back and was surprised when she felt a hand stroking her back. “Stop crying, you’re coughing hard,” he said when she looked up to him. He lifted his hand to dry her face. “Why are you back? You should go to your office,” Kirsten said in between her bouts of coughing and sniffling. Matthew didn’t ans
Helplessly, Kirsten watched the drama unfold before her very eyes. She bit her lips, suppressing the agonizing pain that swelled in her heat. She stubbornly stopped the tears gathering around her eyes by blinking multiple times. “What are you doing, Mona?” Matthew pushed Monalisa away from his body but didn’t use much force. “Matt, I’m sorry for leaving you. I’m back, Matt. Let’s get married.” Monalisa said, her voice choked with emotion. Matthew ignored Monalisa and pulled Kirsten beside him and rested his hand on her waist. “Can’t you understand what I said to you? I’m MARRIED. We are over.” His words were like blunt knives that sliced Monalisa’s heart causing an excruciating pain. Monalisa looked at Matthew using her acting skills but she couldn’t persuade the man with her tears. She cast Kirsten an unknown expression before turning away to leave. On the other hand, Kirsten gained an understanding regarding the purpose why Matthew married her. She was just a tool to punish his
Consumed by her thoughts, Kirsten didn’t hear Matthew. The man patiently waited for her to answer but the answer was long in coming. And it made him realize that the woman beside him wasn’t paying attention to him because she was preoccupied and it bothered him. He tapped her shoulder gently. Kirsten was snapped out from her pondering and turned her head to look at Matthew. “What’s bothering you?” Matthew repeated his question. “Nothing,” she shook her head and rested her head on his shoulder. She blinked so she wouldn’t cry. She would just enjoy her time with him while they were together. Every minute with him was important and she would use it to create memories with him. At least when the time comes that they have to part ways, she had a lot of good memories that would keep her heart warm. “I’m here, tell me what’s troubling you.” Matthew pulled her to his embrace and stroked her back. “It’s nothing, really, it’s nothing. Exhaustion is just setting in.” Kirsten found a
At once Matthew's body went taut as a bow string. "Matthew what's wrong? Are you still there?" Vanessa asked concernedly as he suddenly stopped talking. "I'll hang up, I'll call back." Matthew said with a soft voice so Kirsten could not hear him, pressed the end call and strode to Kirsten. "Why are you still awake?" He looked intently at Kirsten's reaction when he wrapped his arm around her small waist. Kirsten shyly leaned her head on his chest and replied, "I couldn't sleep after taking a bath." Relief washed over Matthew that she had not heard his conversation with Vanessa. With this he reminded himself to lock the door of the study when talking to Vanessa. She must not know his plan otherwise everything would be destroyed. He should be careful, he couldn’t make Vanessa wait any longer. "Next time you have to force yourself to sleep." He chided her with a gentle tone. "Mm," she hummed as she brushed her cheek on his chest like a cat and looked at him. "Are you done with your
Could not stand it any longer, Kirsten looked away. She wasn’t going to torture herself and watch her beloved husband wrapping other woman with his coat. All of a sudden, the suit jacket draped over her was taken away causing her to tremble as the biting cold autumn air swept across her. “Give your coat to your cousin,” Matthew spoke coldly as he wrapped Kirsten with his coat and hugged her protectively. Arriving in the scene with two women drenched and Kirsten being encapsulated in Matthew’s arms, Ashley asked, “What happened here?” “Sugar,” Anthony went near Ashley. “What do you expect when my trouble maker cousin shows up?” Monalisa was Matthew’s ex - fiancee and with Kirsten being in Matthew’s arms, she had put two and two together. Kirsten began to cough. Matthew looked at Monalisa who was standing beside Anthony and Ashley with a piercing cold gaze. “Better pray that my wife won’t get sick otherwise you won’t like what I’ll do to you.” Matthew spat coldly. Matthew took K