Alyssa Pov
"So you mean to say Andrew caused a big scene?" I asked Eva. Yesterday both of us thought to meet somewhere as today was Sunday and both of us were free.
I thought everyone enjoy their Sunday, spent the day with family and friends but well now I knew not everybody would do that. Andrew went to the office because he has to complete some work and one of the maids told me that he was always like this. A workaholic.
"Nah, just threatened the club owner to let you resign, that man was so adamant about keeping you." Resign? I didn't want to leave my job but anyway I let it slide, couldn't fight with him on this.
"D'you know something unusual happened yesterday?" She asked and I furrowed my brows while saying 'no'.
"Noah, the friend of the handsome husband of yours." I shushed her, why was she talking so loudly? The marriage thing just slipped out of my mouth but did my friend have to make more scenes than she already had.
"He talked to me for a while and then asked what have I studied. Also that if I would like to work in his company. Can you believe it?" Her excited face told me everything I had to know.
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Walking inside the house I kept repeating which way I had to go because I remembered getting lost in this big house last week. There were so many locked rooms and by mistake, I ended up on the floor which wasn't allowed for anyone.
'i should better prevent myself from doing that mistake again.'
I crossed the lounge for going to my room but was stopped by a voice. Michael or should I say my father-in-law was sitting there and asked me to join him.
Not to sound rude I walked and sat on one of the sofas.
'What should I say to him? Should I be informal with him?'
I only met him at the wedding but after that..... haven't met him.
"How are you both living?" He smiled at me. Wait...what!? Didn't my husband say that his father was a serious person? And Andrew himself didn't even grin much.
"We're having a great time, your son is sweet and caring." Wanna vomit at my lie. Sweet? He was nothing like that but I kept my face normal.
"Really? Then why aren't you both enjoying your weekend together."
'What should I say now? That his son loves his work so much that he can not leave it.'
"He's a Ceo of a big company with which many responsibilities come. He had some important tasks to complete and of course, he has to keep his work before anything." Great, I want to pat and praise myself.
"Oh, I see you understand him well." I smiled, maybe this was the truth. I was starting to understand him.
"What about the honeymoon?" I coughed and spit the water in my mouth out, as I just took a sip from the glass of water in front of me. Honeymoon? That was never mentioned and I was not going anywhere with that idiot jerk husband of mine."Are you alright dear." He looked worried as he stood up and walked near me. Why was he so good to me?
"I'm fine sir." I dunno what else to call him.
"Sir? please call me father." Once again he shocked me.
"Father? ah okay." He nodded and sat beside me.
"Can I ask you something?" I looked at the older version of Andrew, his father has the same eyes and hair like him."Sure."
"Is Catherine only a nanny and head of maids?" Odd question it was. But My spouse would act like...Once I said something bad about that old lady and cheese and crackers! he was furious. She had always behaved like she was the owner of the house and one time she even shouted at me but I couldn't say anything because Andrew believed her more than me.
"Yeah, but my son respects her a lot and trusts her too. Why? Is she causing problems for you?"
"What if I say yes, will you believe me?" I was shocked when he said that he would believe me.
"But you can't do anything because my husband will be angry." I sighed and then looked at the man in front of me.
"Why does he think of you as a bad person, why do you act like you don't care about him? Why do you sometimes become rude to him? You're a great person then why make yourself hated by your son?" I didn't want to say but these questions were already out of my mouth.
"Huh? uh, I think I should get going. Rest properly and take care of my son. Even though he never shows it but he wants someone to look after him, give him attention." I nodded not pressuring the old guy to answer my question.
Before going he turned to look at me.
"I love my son and what I did was the best thing for him even if he doesn't think the same." Not knowing what to say I just stared at him.
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"What happened to him?" One maid was passing by muttering something like 'Sir is again not feeling well, always make himself work too much.'
Andrew had come back home and had a fever. I didn't know what I was doing, where I was going until I was standing in front of his room about to open the room.
But I was stopped by someone. Catherine was standing behind me with a bowl of cold water.
"He has said to not disturb him, so you better leave him alone." Her tone was polite but her words weren't. I came back to my room without a word.
It has been an hour but I couldn't sleep, because deep inside I knew I cared about that man who has overworked himself and was now in pain.
"I should just check how he is feeling." Mumbling to myself I shuffled my way toward the wooden door.
"Where is she?" I heard his deep voice.
"She's sleeping." That was his nanny who was speaking.
"Do Alyssa know about my condition or not?" Should I just walk inside instead of eavesdropping?
"She knew but still didn't come to meet-" That-....that bitch how can she lie? And why would she even do it? Did she want him to hate me?
"Or maybe you send her away, hmm?" This was the right time to make my presence known.
"What?" He asked while laying on the bed. Just by his face, anyone could tell how tired and sick he was.
"I came here right after when you arrived but she said you don't want me to disturb you. Thinking maybe I'm a disturbance to you I went away. But why are you not telling him the truth?" It was a question that made her quit as she seemed to think of a lie that she could say.
Something was wrong with her. She didn't seem okay to me. I have to find what was the reason behind her this type of behavior.
"I didn't say anything like that ma'am." Wow, she was quite brave to lie at my face. "Why would you say that, Alyssa." And I think my husband wished to die, cause I wanted to kill him. How he couldn't believe me? On top of that, he was taking Catherine's side. "Y'know what? I was a fool caring about your health! You are fine, live with your nanny forever. I will just go." Out of nowhere, anger was taking over me as I slammed the door shut behind me. *****" Plopping on the bed I stared at the ceiling as a sigh escaped my mouth, so much have changed. I have changed, but one thing that remained the same was the wish of having my father beside me. He was the only one who understood me well, from childhood I have shared everything with him but now..... A tear escaped my eyes and then one after another tear fell. Why did reality have to hurt so much? A knock on my door made me dry my face- that was now wet- and cough a little so my v
Andrew kept complaining about being bored at home and asked me to take off too. I was already doing it because of Michael but still just to tease him I said no. "Come on, I'm the boss and I'm asking you to not go." Was he seriously whining? "But I have-" "I'm calling to Emma myself and telling her that you're not coming." He was about to take his phone but I remembered something, I haven't deleted his father's call from recent records. "I will do it myself!" He gave me a weird look but sat back and stared at my face making me uncomfortable. "Umm, you should lay down." Nodding he did the same. "Are you still mad?" I was about to walk out of the room but turned to look at him. Truthfully, I didn't know what to say, I did feel hurt that he was still believing Catherine more than me but strangely I wasn't angry. Shrugging my shoulders in uncertainty I ambled out of his room. ***** "
"Why do I feel the old guy is planning something?" Andrew kept eating my mind about why we shouldn't go to Paris. "Just calm down, he is your father ain't an enemy." I put some pieces of apple in his mouth, so he could stop talking for a minute. "What if this is a plan of killing me?"Why did he have to think his dad was so bad? "Stop making assumptions, he doesn't hate you, if anything he cares about you so quit thinking absurd things." He narrowed his eyes while looking at me. "Are you with him now? Were you with him behind all this all along?" 'What does he think I'm? TSK, this man makes me angry.' "You took so long to understand this, idiot," I said sarcastically with an eye roll. "Think whatever you want to but I'm gonna give you advice sometimes things aren't what they look like, people you trust most can betray you. Sometimes strangers are better than the people you know but sometimes people you hate are the ones who
I didn't know it, dude this surprise was too much. Michael didn't give any tickets it was an empty envelope with a letter that Andrew read. Why there weren't any tickets? Because they have their plane no need of any ticket. The inside was luxurious and I never knew it but the plane had a room too and a fridge filled with food. Everyone knew what I would have done the whole ride when my husband thought it was okay to shut his non-stop mouth and concentrate on some work, yeah, I practically ate everything. Didn't know when but I fell asleep on my seat and woke up on a soft bed. With a smile, that was present on my face without any reason, I walked to the bathroom and cleaned my face. "Ah, you're up, that's good. We are about to land so better take our seat." Nodding I followed the male. ****** It was beautiful, the surrounding had left me awed. I was so into the scenery that I didn't pay attention to the male who was smiling at me.
"I see you're loving calling yourself my wife." He smirked on which I rolled my eyes. "Why would I like that?" "Because you like me and so it makes you feel good calling yourself my spouse." Before I could argue with him a waiter came asking for our order. But dude the thing that happened while ordering was awkward, more than the time when we walked into the elevator and encountered a couple who were having a make-out session. "What's the best drink you have?" "Sir there are many but people nowadays are liking sex on the beach." Coughing loudly with my eyes widened I looked at the young guy who was staring at us. "It's a drink ma'am." He continued fastly, clearly aware of where my thoughts were going. "I will have one glass of that and...." "Chocolate smoothie." I finished Andrew's sentence, who was smirking because of my reaction. *********** "But I don't wanna go." He complained.
Everything was happening too fast, the driver saying the brakes have failed and that he couldn't stop the car. I shouted at him to open the door and jump out. Opening Andrew's side door I tried to push him out just when the truck was centimeters away but the male even in sleep stuck with me. Causing not only him but also me to fall with him and then... Bang! I felt like my foot touched the truck as it crashed with the car, making it roll backward. Near my head was laying my husband, who was passed out and I could feel blood coming out of my forehead. My hands were in quite a bad position and before I could say anything black dots were taking place in my vision then slowly the dots became large replacing everything with black, as darkness overcame everything. ******** "When will she open her eyes?" I could hear the faint voices of people but was still unable to see anything. ******* "It has been three days, what are y'al
"Is it necessary?" I plopped myself on the couch, with the food surrounding me as my husband, who was fine now, was standing in front of me. "Of course, my so-called father wants me to go there and enjoy the night, but if you aren't in the mood I will take someone else." It was odd but I didn't like thinking of him with someone else, 'Stop feeling like this, you stupid. You both are acting like husband and wife for two years nothing more!' Mentally slapping myself I nodded at Andrew. "You should go with some other girl," For a second he looked sad but I think I just imagined it because the very next second his face went blank. "Okay then." Before, he could walk inside his room my words halted him. "But, you can't go there with anyone else other than me. Ah, so disappointing." The male turned to look at me with a raised brow. "Why would you think like that? Many girls would be-" "Rule no.150 says that we can't get too touchy or
My eyes widened as I found Andrew standing right in front of me. 'No, he can't see me like this. He will know I was crying.' Fastly turning my face to another side, thinking going back inside the washroom was better but when he dragged me out with him, 'What can I do? Nothing, just obey him.' "What happened to you?" Once we were at the corner where not many living beings were, he spoke up. "Huh, uh...nothing." Staring at my hands, I fidget with my fingers. "Look at me, Ally." "Don't call me that." Even though I was answering him, my eyes were still cast down and my hair helped in hiding my face from him. "You won't listen to me, will you." Sighing he put his fingers under my chin making me gaze at him. "You were crying, why?" The sternness and authority in his voice were making me want to obey him but I could not tell him. "Why does it even matter to you, huh? There weren't any rules about shar