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THE GLASS WIFE; the storm he built himself CHAPTER 111
SERENA’S POV “So you like beef?” he asked after a moment.To me of course, I was the one he knew at this table. But before I could move a muscle, “Yes, I do.” Dominic replied instead, taking a bite for emphasis. “I like beef very much. You?” Eliot’s features stilled, unimpressed as he stared at him for a bit before looking back to his food. Not a response to a waiting Dominic. “I err… I like beef too,” I said sheepishly, going for the save. But it didn’t really suffice, the air around somehow felt a bit strange.Awkward.And to help, Brenda cleared her throat. “So sir,” she started, facing Eliot. “Were you around the area? Came to have lunch too? You seem to have spotted Serena quickly.”He nodded at her, “I was having a meeting nearby, a lunch meeting. But i saw her, so i cancelled.” I paused, surprised. “It’s been a while we had lunch together,” he continued, speaking causally. Like this was nothing. “So I came to say hi. I apologize if i intruded,” “Not at all.” Dominic smiled,
THE GLASS WIFE; the storm he built himself CHAPTER 110
SERENA’S POV “So you like beef?” he asked after a moment.To me of course, I was the one he knew at this table. But before I could move a muscle, “Yes, I do.” Dominic replied instead, taking a bite for emphasis. “I like beef very much. You?” Eliot’s features stilled, unimpressed as he stared at him for a bit before looking back to his food. Not a response to a waiting Dominic. “I err… I like beef too,” I said sheepishly, going for the save. But it didn’t really suffice, the air around somehow felt a bit strange.Awkward.And to help, Brenda cleared her throat. “So sir,” she started, facing Eliot. “Were you around the area? Came to have lunch too? You seem to have spotted Serena quickly.”He nodded at her, “I was having a meeting nearby, a lunch meeting. But i saw her, so i cancelled.” I paused, surprised. “It’s been a while we had lunch together,” he continued, speaking causally. Like this was nothing. “So I came to say hi. I apologize if i intruded,” “Not at all.” Dominic smiled,
THE GLASS WIFE; the storm he built himself CHAPTER 109
SERENA’S POV “What?” “Oh my God, no!” I laughed out loud, “It looked better when it was wet I swear!” “Yeah, right.” he teased, unlocking his car. “You’re the designer, anything you do will look beautiful in your eyes.” This man. What was I thinking letting him see my mini trials at stitching fabrics? Him and Axel, don’t know who’s worse. “I’m telling you, Dominic. It came out good the first time,” I tried to assure, smiling. Even if I knew I had no proof since I refused to take pictures of the ghastly structures. I refuse to recognize that as part of my little beginnings in stitching. Not that I wasn’t proud of myself for trying though. “You have no idea how good i felt when I finally got it right.” I said, “You should’ve seen the first few attempts, you would beg for mercy then. Even if you didn’t commit any crime.” He burst out laughing, throwing his head back. His perfect teeth on full display as we stood by his car, in front of my building. Surprised by this, aren't you?
THE GLASS WIFE; the storm he built himself Chapter 108
ELIOT ‘S POV Two minutes. That’s how long has passed. Two minutes, 21 seconds and still counting. They were still there. Chatting. Laughing. Touching their fucking hairs while again, still laughing. “What’s so funny, anyways?” I grimaced, sitting up on my seat. Wanting more than anything to hear just what he was saying to get her to be all smiles like that. Two minutes, 22 seconds and not once has she frowned or glared. Like she does with me. And if I say that didn’t sting, I would be lying. This was probably the hurt thing Nicole was referring to. But more than hurt, I was very much irritated right now. This man, who ever he was, he awfully seemed to share similarities with that bastard Axel. And like him, I didn’t feel comfortable with what I was seeing here too. Hated his hair most especially. “You. Have. No… no, no what?” I hissed,nose crunched up in distaste as I failed to make out yet another sentence he was saying to her. “Looked better when. It…was… w-wet?” Wet. Wha
THE GLASS WIFE; the storm he built himself CHAPTER 107
ELIOT’S POV “I found her,” “Who? Who did you find, Eliot?” I raised my head, gaze solemn. Drained of any trace of brightness, just like this room right now. My face, nose and mouth, halfway trapped in my palms— the only thing keeping me sane at this point. “Her,” I whsipered, “I found her, Nicole. The blogger.” She sat up, interest piqued now. “You found- That was fast. You- “It’s my wife.” I cut her off, releasing my face now. Sitting up too. “She is my wife,the blogger. The blogger is my wife, and my wife is the blogger. Can you believe that?” Her mouth fell open. Surprise, a thick layer spreading over her features. “W-wow.” she blinked, repeatedly. “That is… Oh my God, I was not expecting that.” I scoffed, shaking my head. “You would think that, wouldn’t you? Anyone but her. Anyone at all! I feel so stupid right now.” “I mean, how did I not know all this time? How did I- oh God.” Brought my palms to my face again. Wanting to rub away the stress rushing back in, the ache buil
THE GLASS WIFE; the storm he built himself Chapter 106
SERENA'S POV Petition for Dissolution of Marriage. One sentence, but yet so heavy. Holding so much weight. The beginning of the end, I call it. And yet, I felt nothing. Completely and absolutely nothing. “Here you go, Mrs. Beckett.” Mr. Gomez had said, setting it all out for me this morning. “Everything’s in order. You only need to sign here, and here.” And I did. I signed. Directly under his name; Eliot Beckett (spouse) Easy. No tears, no shaking in despair, heart wallowing and feeling empty. I was just... Calm. Quiet. Ink meeting paper, that's all it was. Sealing everything between us, at least from my end. So tell why, now that I was seated here, staring at the empty tea cup in front of me. Guilt twirling in my chest like the milk settled at the bottom... I was tensed. Worried and maybe even scared too by the thought of what I was about to do here. Or rather who I was meeting here. Celeste. My mother-in-law. I was scared of meeting my mother-in-law. "Oh swe
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