Eight Years His Girlfriend, Thirty Days His Downfall - Chapter 47: Chapter 47
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"You slept on my bed? " I asked with my eyebrows raised.
"I -uhh" he stuttered, trying to give an answer.
"You like my room? Did you sleep in here before I married you ?" I bombarded him with questions, trying to figure out why he had slept here.
" Yes yes I like your room. The trees are visible. Can see a nice sun set. The balcony is big. Bathroom is nice. The-uh the tiles have a nice color." He looked around pointing at everything in my room.
I laughed at his remarks. I quickly closed my mouth with my hand, trying to stifle my laughter but failed miserably.
He looked at me and gave a small smile while blushing furiously. It was nice to see a man embarrassed. You don't get to see that a lot.
"You can take this room. I'll go to another one"
"What? No no you don't need to. Stay here. It's your room" He said in a rush, afraid that I would disappear.
"Okay. You want dinner?"
"No you need to rest. I'll cook"
"No. I'll cook this time" Before he could reply, I made my way to the kitchen, trying to find something to cook.
I stood on tiptoes , trying to find the spaghetti in the kitchen cabinet. My hand wasn't long enough as the spaghetti was at the end of the cabinet.
I felt Marcus's presence behind me, his chest pressed to my back. I felt his breath fan against my neck as we were only inches apart.
His long hands reached out, grabbing the spaghetti. I quickly turned to get away but he stood still, our chests pressed together, feeling each others wild heartbeats.
"Let's cook together" he whispered bringing me out of my wild thoughts. His lips curved into a smile when he saw me furiously blushing.
"O-okay" I stuttered and cleared my throat in embarrassment. He slowly backed away, allowing me to breathe.
I scooted further away into the kitchen as I unpacked the spaghetti from it's packaging. He took some vegetables out of the fridge and started chopping.
I took the meat out, earning a disgusted look from Marcus. I chuckled quietly knowing that he was a vegetarian.
We both cooked the meal together and sat down at the dining table, facing each other.
"Your mother invited us to their house"
"My mother? When?" I was confused as to why my mother didn't reach out to me. Oh, I'd almost forgotten that she hated me for moving out. Whoops.
"Does she know that I moved back in? "
"Yes I told her "
Noticing the worry in my eyes he quickly added .
"But I didn't tell her about the attack"
I released a huge breath in relief as the words left his mouth. My mother would have chained me in her room to keep me safe if she knew what had happened.
"When are we going?"
"This Saturday"
Involuntarily my hands moved to the bandage around my forehead. She would definitely ask questions if she saw this.
"Don't worry. The doctor said that we can remove it after two days. You don't need to have that on Saturday"
I nodded in relief. My mother is over sensitive when it comes to her children. A simple scratch on our hands would make her worry the entire day.
We ate in silence for sometime, devouring the delicious meal we cooked together.
"I'm sorry" Marcus mumbled as he stared at his plate.
"For what?"
"For everything"
I looked deep into his eyes, recognizing the sincerity behind his words. I didn't want to believe him as he betrayed me earlier when he pushed me away. But the persuasion in his voice softened me, begged me to forgive.
"It's okay"
His face lightened, pulling the corners of his lips into a smile.
"Thank you"
"You went back to his house?" I could picture Ally with an ugly scowl on her face on the other end of the line. Anger was evident in her voice as she spoke.
"I know you love me" I replied with a smooth voice trying to diminish the igniting fire that I could sense inside her.
"Don't play that card on me. Do you even know what 'Hard to Get' means? Haven't you watch enough romance movies to know that you should not give in without a fight?"
"But he was so sweet. I mean he's changing" I whined trying to explain my situation to best friend.
"Oh my god! I think I'm having a fit. You are possessed" Ally breathed loudly as if she was really having a fit.
"Sweetie, darling, I love you! See you later" I chuckled as I ended the call. I knew for sure that someday she would barge in at night and kill me .
I didn't tell her about the attack. I didn't want her worrying about me anymore. She was a strong girl but I unfortunately happened to be on her sensitive side.
I was at my office , relaxing after a long meeting. My bandage was removed today morning as I went to the doctor. Tomorrow I had to visit my parents which I dreaded, knowing my mom would kill me. So many people looking forward to kill me these days, how wonderful.
"I -uhh" he stuttered, trying to give an answer.
"You like my room? Did you sleep in here before I married you ?" I bombarded him with questions, trying to figure out why he had slept here.
" Yes yes I like your room. The trees are visible. Can see a nice sun set. The balcony is big. Bathroom is nice. The-uh the tiles have a nice color." He looked around pointing at everything in my room.
I laughed at his remarks. I quickly closed my mouth with my hand, trying to stifle my laughter but failed miserably.
He looked at me and gave a small smile while blushing furiously. It was nice to see a man embarrassed. You don't get to see that a lot.
"You can take this room. I'll go to another one"
"What? No no you don't need to. Stay here. It's your room" He said in a rush, afraid that I would disappear.
"Okay. You want dinner?"
"No you need to rest. I'll cook"
"No. I'll cook this time" Before he could reply, I made my way to the kitchen, trying to find something to cook.
I stood on tiptoes , trying to find the spaghetti in the kitchen cabinet. My hand wasn't long enough as the spaghetti was at the end of the cabinet.
I felt Marcus's presence behind me, his chest pressed to my back. I felt his breath fan against my neck as we were only inches apart.
His long hands reached out, grabbing the spaghetti. I quickly turned to get away but he stood still, our chests pressed together, feeling each others wild heartbeats.
"Let's cook together" he whispered bringing me out of my wild thoughts. His lips curved into a smile when he saw me furiously blushing.
"O-okay" I stuttered and cleared my throat in embarrassment. He slowly backed away, allowing me to breathe.
I scooted further away into the kitchen as I unpacked the spaghetti from it's packaging. He took some vegetables out of the fridge and started chopping.
I took the meat out, earning a disgusted look from Marcus. I chuckled quietly knowing that he was a vegetarian.
We both cooked the meal together and sat down at the dining table, facing each other.
"Your mother invited us to their house"
"My mother? When?" I was confused as to why my mother didn't reach out to me. Oh, I'd almost forgotten that she hated me for moving out. Whoops.
"Does she know that I moved back in? "
"Yes I told her "
Noticing the worry in my eyes he quickly added .
"But I didn't tell her about the attack"
I released a huge breath in relief as the words left his mouth. My mother would have chained me in her room to keep me safe if she knew what had happened.
"When are we going?"
"This Saturday"
Involuntarily my hands moved to the bandage around my forehead. She would definitely ask questions if she saw this.
"Don't worry. The doctor said that we can remove it after two days. You don't need to have that on Saturday"
I nodded in relief. My mother is over sensitive when it comes to her children. A simple scratch on our hands would make her worry the entire day.
We ate in silence for sometime, devouring the delicious meal we cooked together.
"I'm sorry" Marcus mumbled as he stared at his plate.
"For what?"
"For everything"
I looked deep into his eyes, recognizing the sincerity behind his words. I didn't want to believe him as he betrayed me earlier when he pushed me away. But the persuasion in his voice softened me, begged me to forgive.
"It's okay"
His face lightened, pulling the corners of his lips into a smile.
"Thank you"
"You went back to his house?" I could picture Ally with an ugly scowl on her face on the other end of the line. Anger was evident in her voice as she spoke.
"I know you love me" I replied with a smooth voice trying to diminish the igniting fire that I could sense inside her.
"Don't play that card on me. Do you even know what 'Hard to Get' means? Haven't you watch enough romance movies to know that you should not give in without a fight?"
"But he was so sweet. I mean he's changing" I whined trying to explain my situation to best friend.
"Oh my god! I think I'm having a fit. You are possessed" Ally breathed loudly as if she was really having a fit.
"Sweetie, darling, I love you! See you later" I chuckled as I ended the call. I knew for sure that someday she would barge in at night and kill me .
I didn't tell her about the attack. I didn't want her worrying about me anymore. She was a strong girl but I unfortunately happened to be on her sensitive side.
I was at my office , relaxing after a long meeting. My bandage was removed today morning as I went to the doctor. Tomorrow I had to visit my parents which I dreaded, knowing my mom would kill me. So many people looking forward to kill me these days, how wonderful.
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