The Goddess Sculpture Is Actually My Husband’s Secret Mistress! - Chapter 75: Chapter 75

A familiar black car came into my view and I instantly knew who it belonged to. Marcus parked the car and got out, his keys dangling in his fingers. But before he could come inside I ran downstairs into the parking lot.
Marcus eyes widened seeing me but before he could open his mouth to tease me with some joke I jumped on to his arms, taking him a few steps back. Giving a laugh with his husky voice he lifted me off the ground and kept me on his car's hood.
I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him closer. I was afraid that if I let go he would disappear. The pain he had on his eyes yesterday was too much for me to take and I promised myself that I would do anything to make him smile again. Not only for him but also for me. A second away from him was torture and everyday I wished he would confess to me.
It still hurts that he didn't say those three words for me but I decided to brush it off. I was afraid if I confessed he would reject me and I didn't want my stupidity to ruin our relationship. Even though deep down in my heart I felt like he loved me but in reality I was afraid of saying it out loud.
"Someone's missing me" his lips tugged into a small smirk as he leaned his forheard on mine.
"Hmm" I didn't even bother to deny it as I was too busy trailing my lips along his ear.
"You know that from every balcony you can see the parking lot right?" I leaned back in confusion. Marcus smirked at me and pointed his finger at the balconies filled with his staff members, all staring at us.
"Oh my goodness"
My face flushed in embarrassment and I griped Marcus's coat to hide my face in it. He chuckled lowly and wrapped his arms around me holding me tightly so that the staff won't see my crimson red face.
He helped me get down from the hood and we started walking to the hotel with me hiding behind his back, holding on to his sleeves like a child. When we reached inside I saw Blair cleaning the tables.
"She works part time here" I said surprising Marcus. "Really?" I nodded my head and grabbed his arm, dragging him to where Blair was.
"Blair" she looked up and waved at me happily. "Oh you both are here. Having a day for yourselves? Well this hotel is pretty fucking expensive but I guess you can afford it"
"Yeah we can" I said with a small sarcastic laugh while thinking whether to tell her it's Marcus's or not.
"You busy?" I asked since she seemed to be doing the cleaning in a hurry.
"Yeah there's this contest taking place today and the manager said the owner of this hotel will be coming today. So I need to do my job perfectly if I want to keep it"
"But I don't think he will scold you" I said teasingly, nudging Marcus on the arm to which he narrowed his eyes and glared at me.
"Oh no. I heard he's a selfish ruthless snob. He always expects us to be punctual. The rest of the staff said that whenever he comes he always roar the German word Punktlich and make everyone stand in line like we are the freaking SS "
As soon as the words left her mouth I chocked laughing out loud, my eyes tearing up as my laughs echoed the hall.
Marcus was glaring at both of us the entire time so I decided to tease him more. "Really? I also have heard that he's damn ugly"
Marcus huffed angrily and stomped on my foot. I yelled out in pain and pinched his stomach angrily.
"Ouch" he swatted my hand and moved away from me while fixing his creased shirt. I looked straight ahead to see Blair staring at us in amusement. "How cute.You guys are meant for each other"
Before I could say something a hoarse voice shouted.
"Blair I told you to clean the tables over there-" The manager's eyes widened seeing Marcus. He quickly fixed his tie and walked towards us, slightly limping in fright.
"Sir" he squeaked and looked at Marcus who was towering over him like a boulder.
"Mr. Wells I know these two. Maybe we can pull some strings and give them the best rooms?" Blair asked expectedly, pointing at the two of us.
"No Blair. We are fine. You don't have to do that"
"Really? I wish I could do something but I'm afraid our good for nothing arrogant boss would let me do so"
The manager's eyes opened wide in panic, all the colour draining from his face as he looked back and forth between Marcus and Blair.
"Bla- Blair" the manger breathed loudly, clutching on to the table next to him as if he was having a fit.
"What?"
"Th-th-the owner is here"
Blair closed her mouth with her hand and looked around in panic.
She slowly leaned in and whispered in my ear while eyeing the entire room in alarm. "Serapha, have you seen him before? Do you know how he looks like? Is he near? Did he hear me? Shit I'm dead"