12. What!?

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. 

*****

"How are you?" My husband's father asked.

"I'm good, what about you?" I gave him a polite smile.

"I'm great, what about my son, how is he feeling now?" He sounded worried. Seemed like Andrew didn't know much about his father because he said that his dad didn't care about his health or happiness but I didn't think it was true.

"How about you ask this himself?" Making him follow me, we both walked to the room where my spouse was laying on the bed.

Hearing our footsteps he looked up fastly just be shocked after seeing his father, standing up at the speed of lightning he said. 

"Father, what are you doing here?" 

"You should lay down." He yet again was shocked because of his dad's changed behavior, I could see that.

"How are you?" The old man looked around to see if there was anyone else in the room but when he didn't see anyone except the two of us, he smiled. Odd, that was what he was acting.

"I want to talk about something...." He signed me to take a seat and just when I was about to settle down on the chair Andrew held my hand and made me sit beside him.

"This is for both of you...." He handed an envelope to me.

"Both of your tickets to Paris." My eyes bulged out, Paris?

'Are you kidding me?'

Never thought I would be going to any place other than the park near my home ( by the home she meant where she lived with her family before coming to Andrew's house).

"But-" 

"You both are going there for two weeks." His father continued not letting the male beside me say anything.

"I have a lot of work here." I have to say something, my husband's lie wasn't good enough.

"I'm sending both of you there for work, the first week will be gone in attending the meeting and doing other work. The second week will be for both of you to enjoy there." He smiled at both of us.

"But I told ya I don't wanna-" I started but the old guy glared at me causing me to halt to a stop.

"Let's take this outside, dear."  He took me out of the room with him while I could feel Andrew's curious gaze following us until the door was closed. 

"I told you it's a no..." I made a cross with my hand, "for going on honeymoon." 

He laughed at my irritated expression and then patted my head. Why was he so opposite of what my spouse said about him.

"Didn't you say Catherine is being a problem between both of you?" He whispered to me to which I nodded.

"It's a good opportunity to know each other. I can't show him how much I care about him but you can. Make him smile and teach him how to live a happy life. You both will live together for all of your life." Wrong just for two years, but I stopped myself from saying it and just shook my head in yes.

"Very well, start packing for 'honeymoon' then." He especially empathized with that certain word.

Rolling my eyes I smiled and strolled with him to the main door.

"Bye." It seemed like I have to change Andrew's mind about his father, he appeared to be bad but he was the opposite of that.

Let's see if this trip would be good or bad for us, I have this feeling that something big would happen there.