The Goddess Sculpture Is Actually My Husband’s Secret Mistress! - Chapter 73: Chapter 73

"See what you did to me" Marcus whispered in a deep husky voice and nibbled my earlobe playfully. I jumped out of his arms and stood up, quickly covering my face as I turned around, facing away from him. I heard him chuckle before wrapping his arms around me, pressing my back against his hard chest.
"Someone is shy" he buried his face in my neck and inhaled sharply. Before I could feel his bump again I pushed him away and moved to the side, looking down in embarrassment.
"Let's go big boobies"
I gasped and looked at him in shock. He did not just say that. He did not. I saw him chuckling and I look down to see my shirt still open. I quickly fastened the buttons while glaring at him.
"They're not big" I exclaimed angrily.
"What's wrong with them being big?" Marcus asked with fake innocence.
"Cause they're not. They are in perfect size. They are neither big nor small"
"Really? I'm not sure. Let me take a look" Marcus walked towards me with a smirk on his lips and I took few steps back giving him an angry scowl.
"Move away, you peasant! Shoo! "
Marcus tilted his head back and laughed out loud angering me more. Gathering all my energy, I strode towards him and pushed him into the pool.
He gasped as he got soaked from top to bottom. I laughed evilly, clapping my hands while enjoying his bewildered look. My eyes were tearing up and through my glossy eyes I saw Marcus grabbing my hand and pulling me into the pool with him.
"Marcus" I exclaimed in anger, touching my wet hair in horror.
"Look who's laughing now" he said between fits of laughter.
"You are dead you are so dead" I started splashing water at him like a mad woman while he laughed clutching onto the handrail.
My lips tugged into a small smile seeing how happy he looked. I couldn't bear to see him suffering and I promised myself that I would never hurt him again. He might look strong to everyone else but I knew deep down that he was a small child in pain, longing for love and care.
"Hachoooooo" I took a handful of tissues and blew my nose, my eyes watering with every sneeze.
I heard a chuckle and I glared at Marcus who was fixing his tie in front of the mirror.
"What you are laughing at idiot?" I huffed angrily crossing my arms in front of my chest.
"It's all your fault. You are the one who pushed me into the pool last night"
"That's because I didn't know you were water proof" I groaned in annoyance and leaned my head back on the pillow.
"Hachooo. How come I have a cold and you don't?"
Marcus shrugged his shoulders as he brushed his hair. "Maybe it's because I'm water proof "
"I hate you" I threw the pillow at his hard back and groaned while rolling on the bed like a fish out of water.
"Aren't you coming? The contestants will be arriving at the hotel today"
"You go. I'll come" I yawned and stretched my arms the furthest I could.
"I'm have a meeting at my office. I will come to the hotel after you. So you will have to take care of everything in the meantime"
"So annoying" I pulled the sheets up and crept under them like a snake. After Marcus, the thing I loved the most was his bed. It was so comfortable that it wouldn't let me get out of it's embrace.
"I have to go since it's a meeting with the trainees of the empire group. My sister will also be working as an intern there" to that I pulled my sheets down and stood up happily.
"Really? She's so nice. I want to meet her again"
"Sure, you will"
"But there's one thing I don't like about her. It's her name. She shares it with that bitch Clara. Ugh why do they both have the same name? By the way what's her full name? "
"Clara Rebecca Jones"
"Rebecca, I like it. Was your mother's last name Jones?"
Marcus was a bit hesitant before nodding his head in reply. I looked at his reflection in the mirror. A pained look flashed across his face, his eyes sinking in darkness, reminding him of her.
Before I could change the subject to lighten the mood Marcus walked to the bed and suddenly lifted me in his arms.
"What are you doing?" I yelled in shock.
"If I didn't do this you would never get out of bed" With that he walked to the bathroom and dumped me in the bathtub which was already full with steaming hot water.
"Ahh what th-"
"I made the bath for you because I knew you would be too lazy to get out" Marcus pinched my nose with a chuckle before leaving the bathroom while my jaw hung open in disbelief that he just freaking dumped me in the tub.
"Mrs. Anderson please come with us. The contestants will be arriving in the evening" I was warmly welcomed by the staff at the entrance to Marcus's hotel.
A massive golden chandelier was hanging from the high ceiling, giving an ethereal glow to the tall pillars lining the sides with red material draped around them in spirals. A long red carpet laid on the floor at the entrance, leading to the water fountain streaming water up into the air through a small hole on the head of a woman with a cello. Hurricane lamps with red flower rings on white columns were placed along the way leading to the two staircases at the far end of the hall, giving a red and gold radiance to the entire hotel. No wonder Marcus's hotels were number one.