Acting Weird

- Narrator-

Travis Ericson, 24, the youngest son of the Ericson family and the CEO of one of Ericson's Companies, glances at the messages that he received earlier.

So far, the amount of money has reached to 6 million dollars and all the money is going to cars, branded clothes and other stuff. He can check everything from his seat with a deep frown between his thick eyebrows.

His ocean blue eyes, shiftly moves to the details of hospital bills. The payment receipt was automatically sent from the hospital that he owns.

The question keeps lingering who it is. Since his wife who is like an affectionate doll never used his card. And why did she go to the hospital if she is the one who is using the card?

" Did you check if the person who is spending the money is Dawn?" Travis finally presses his hand against his neck before looking at his assistant who enters the room quietly.

" Yes, Boss! I have called the Butler and he confirmed that Ma'am has been spending money on various things. She even bought a new car, selling the old one, saying the old one will bring her sadness!"

Sadness? Travis intertwines his fingers before releasing a thoughtful hum. The car has been gifted by him to her for their second anniversary. It will bring sadness? He lets a scoff slips from his lips.

" Should I call the Bank to freeze her account to stop her from spending much?"

Travis looks at his assistant with a cold gaze before he stands up and walks towards the library.

" Why would you? She is my wife. She has every right to spend money on anything she likes! Let her be. I wanna see how much she can spend!" The corner of his lips raises with a smirk.

He has married her in her sister's place. It was enough to hate her. But instead of making things hard, he decided to live a life like a married man. Love doesn't need when it comes to be a good husband.

However, seeing her not touching the Black card that he gifted her on their first year anniversary, he thought she was trying to play hard. No body can resist the greed of Money. But after two years, this is the very first time, she is using the money. If she was a gold-digger she would have taken the money from the beginning.

But it makes him wonder --- What changed?

Why didn't she like usual go to receive her? Is she fed up with his nonchalantness?

No, Travis has done everything as a husband. If she has something to complain, she will be the ungrateful one.

Shaking the thought off, he looks at his assistant who is rearranging the files in his table.

He will stay another two weeks at home before he will leave for London to complete his latest projects. Also the 30th anniversary of his parents is knocking the door. He must prepare for the program within two weeks.

After having a long journey, Travis decides to get a sleep first. Although he can't understand why she is acting like this. But he doesn't care. Even if she spends a billion dollars, it won't hurt his bank.

Telling his assistant to leave for home today, Travis walks out of his study and heads towards the kitchen. But his attention goes to Dawn who is standing on the balcony, mindlessly staring at the cherry tree with her hand on her belly.

Travis frowns narrowly. " When did she come back?" He whispers, putting his hands in his trouser's pocket.

" Master!" Butler calls him from behind with a smile. " Sorry for not being able to receive you from the airport " He apologizes.

" It's fine. But What happened?" He asks, glancing at Dawn who is standing still.

" She said she wanted to do some shopping. I don't know much but I think something is bothering her! You should talk to her, Master. She only has you." Butler smiles, trying to encourage.

However Travis frowns, asking, " Why did she go to the hospital? I received a payment notification from our hospital!" Unable to hold the curiosity, he asks. " Is she alright?"

" Yes. She is fine. I am sorry about that.".

" Why are you sorry?"

" My Lady, I mean Ma'am insists on paying my medical bills. So, I will pay you -!"

" Are you alright?" Travis asks coldly like usual but the concern is palpable in his tone.

" Yes. I am. I don't know how Ma'am assumed that I might be sick. She asked to do some medical tests and there is a tumor in my stomach. It would have been worse if I went there later. Thankfully, I will be fine!" Butler can't stop his gratefulness and keeps praising her.

Travis's attention goes to Dawn once again. She is an obedient, quiet and peaceful wife who does whatever he wants her to do. She knowing something is wrong with the butler is quite surprising.

" Okay, You can take some rest."

The Butler nods and walks away.

Travis grabs a can of beer and walks slowly towards her. She is just another mystery that he wants to unlock. But she is so reserved to be a perfect housewife that he sometimes finds her boring.

Dawn who just returned and yet to change, remains staring at her while her hand is on her belly. Her gaze is distance and lonely. As if she is trying to search something from the far above the cloud.

Travis as usual, walks towards her and wraps his arms around her waist, making her flinch for a second.

He is so caught up with his perfect husband acting that he can't stop crossing the limits. He knows his subconsciously giving away affection may lead her to misunderstand something.

But he can't deny the fact that, her presence and scent around her become his habit.

As he attempts to plant his lips against her bare nape, his eyebrows knit.

She turns towards him, unlike other times, and looks at him as coldly as possible.

He steps back, realizing she is acting different.

" What happened?" He asks, in casual cold tone.

" I am sweating." She says, walking towards the bedroom and grabbing some of her stuff.

Travis remains silent there, because for the first time, he saw something that he never saw before.

It's a flick of disgust, hatred, anger and disappointment.

The woman who always receives his attention like a holy affection, the woman who blushes red and looks away everytime he touches her, now looks at him coldly with disgust.

Why?

A rush of self-criticism starts working within him, " Did I do something wrong? I thought everything was fine!"