CHAPTER 11Aiden was laying on his bed that morning when he recalled how pissed and unsettled he had been that week. But asides himself, he thought about Clara and how she must be feeling. If he was still upset, how much more. He had decided to give her space instead of being in her face. But maybe he should actually consider spending time with her. Clara hated him. She wouldn’t want to be anywhere close to him.The week had started with his company discovering a new site with oil. There had been some paperwork to go over, but it wasn’t that bad. A new deal was struck with a company that provides drilling tools even though the meeting was postponed. The week started well even though the announcement was a bad start.His thought drifted to Clara once more. The image of her in that green dress wouldn't leave his head. The green made her eyes pop. He had to admit that Clara was beautiful, and the fact that she totally seemed so unaware of it made him so intri

Since the unexpected announcement of our engagement, Clara has been staying in his penthouse. After the meeting with one of our important clients, he rushed home to see her. Aiden overheard her talking on the phone when he arrived.“It's fine, Jane. I'm better but just a little bit shocked.”“Sorry about your job. Alright bye. Talk to you later.” If anyone had told him last week that Clara would be sitting in my penthouse, he would have burst out in laughter. He would have laughed so hard in their faces. During the three days she has been here, Aiden tried so hard to avoid her. He left for work before she woke up. By the time he got back from work, she would have retired to bed. She goes to bed early, and he knew it was due to the whole engagement announcement stress. There was a night he met her in the sitting room, all huddled on the sofa. She had this distant look. Her eyes were red and puffy, a sign that she had been crying. Aiden felt this strong urge to w

It's been a week since Aiden last heard from Clara, his wife-to-be. After the cake tasting episode, he had made sure to stay out of her way. She left his place without even saying goodbye except for his housekeeper dropping the letter Clara wrote. It was a simple text, where she wrote, ‘Thank you'. He missed her, missed knowing she was in the room next to him. Her scent was everywhere from the sitting room to the kitchen. It was stronger in the room she stayed in. He found himself thinking about her. This morning, he was stuck in a meeting with the board. His presence was for formality sake as it wasn’t a serious meeting. It could have be held without his presence but since he was already there he could not just leave. He was trying to follow up with the conversation but he couldn't stop thinking about Clara. Damn, that woman!His secretary’s name flashed on his phone, he excused himself and picked up the call. He was informed that he had a guest, Clarabel Jones. He ended the call a