Eight Years His Girlfriend, Thirty Days His Downfall - Chapter 68: Chapter 68

"Why would I deny something that's true?"
"You have no humour. So annoying" I said in accusation with irritation evident in my voice.
"I have been getting lot angrier since I came here" he sighed and closed his eyes, inhaled loudly to compose himself.
"Then you shouldn't have"
"And then what? Let you continue checking out other men?"
"So what? There's no harm in that. Just because I'm looking at them doesn't mean that I'm going to go to them"
Marcus gave me a "really" look and stomped towards the female models who were giggling as he approached.
He joked about something and they all started laughing while I stared at them with my mouth hanging open.
He looked at me through the corner of his eye and smirked. I huffed angrily and walked away from the shoot.
I strode to our room and closed the door with a loud thud. Removing my trench coat I jumped on to the bed and draped the sheets over me angrily.
I took in a deep breath to calm myself. Before my eye lids fluttered shut, I heard the door open and close.
The bed dipped and someone wrapped an arm around my waist, snuggling closer to me. Marcus nuzzled his nose in my hair and inhaled my scent while running his hand along my hips up and down.
I didn't turn as I already knew whom this familiar touch belonged to.
"I'm sorry. Let's not fight please" he mumbled into my hair and kissed my ear lobe. He slid his hand under my blouse and caressed the bare skin of my stomach, making small circles with his thumb. I shuddered at his touch and leaned my head back on to his chest enjoying his warmth.
He then gave me another small kiss on my cheek. Before he could do anything else I slowly turned and wrapped my arm around his torso, burying my head in his chest.
"Here take this toffee. It's tasty" the small girl gave him a toffee wrapped in a red cover.
"I don't need it" he huffed looking away and sat down on the floor.
"This will help your wounds" a small pout was forming on the girls lips as she asked pleadingly.
"Barbara take your daughter away. She's so annoying"
"I"m not" With that she balled her hand into a fist and lightly smacked his head.
"Ouch. It hurts"
"Liar"
"Why are you always bothering me?" he scowled still not looking at her.
"Because I am your sister" the girl grinned and clapped her hands happily.
"No you are not. You are our housemaid's daughter and we don't look alike"
"I don't but my mom has the same eyes as you. They are green"
The boy scoffed and shook his head annoyed.
"There are many people with eyes similar to mine"
"I don't care I'm you pretty little sister" she kept her hands under her chin and smiled brightly.
"You will never be my sister"
"Marcus you idiot!"
It was finally Friday.
We were in a room with a long table. The five judges sat before us. Marcus sat to my right and Taylor Harrington to my left.
We were discussing about the programs to be held everyday. The magazines and newspapers were full of the pictures that were taken on the photoshoot. The entire country was talking about the contest and they were eagerly waiting till it started.
"Mr. Anderson we are happy that you are also joining. It's nice to see a new face in the fashion world. How has it been so far?"
I looked at Marcus as one of the judges, Olivia asked him a question. But he was staring at the sea thinking about something deeply.
"Mr. Anderson?" Olivia asked once again but Marcus didn't seem to be paying attention.
I nudged his arm and whispered slowly.
"Marcus!"
He still didn't realize that we were calling him.
Olivia looked at me in confusion and I gave her a small awkward smile.
"Marcus!" I whispered again but he didn't hear. So I pinched his thigh and hissed angrily.
"Marcus you idiot!"
That caught his attention and he snapped his head towards me. He looked around and suddenly realised that everyone was staring at him.
"I-I'm sorry I seem to be unwell. Forgive me please"
"Mr. Anderson you can go and rest if you want. Health is more important than anything"
"Thank you" He slowly bent his head in respect and walked out.
I was shocked for a moment. What had happened to him? He never left in the middle of a meeting. And specially on an important day like this.
My mood soured as worry filled inside me. I was tapping my foot under the table impatiently, waiting for this meeting to end so that I could go to Marcus.
"Ok everything is done. I presume the opening ceremony will be held tonight?"
I nodded in a hurry eager to get out.
The guests for tonight would be arriving from ships and helicopters that belonged to the RJ. I had lot of preparing to do but all I could think about was how Marcus was doing.
As soon as everyone left I ran to my room but Marcus was not there. I searched the hallway and the lobby but still couldn't find him. I jogged up the stairs and went to the deck. The deck was huge and I searched every corner of it.