The Billionaire's Desire

Chapter Five

I waited patiently as I watched Sebastian's car turn the corner and disappeared around the corner. It was a long way from my house but I decided to brave it. Besides, I needed to think, to process everything happening to me; I wish more than anything to call Emily and tell her everything that was happening to me. I needed to spill my guts, I want someone to hold my hand and tell me "girl, you're doing alright, everything will be fine eventually, you'll see". I sighed again as a tear slipped from my eyes. I hated crying, I hated being weak. I sniffed trying to fight back the tears coming down in a torrent. My life was getting complicated. I hate that I have to sacrifice everything; my sanity, my family, my modesty and now my sense of reasoning to just have more than enough money to pay for rent (which I am due ). I crossed to the other side of the road, dodging a little boy wandering around, he looked hungry. I hated how unfair the world was, Sebastian in his luxurious wasn't aware of this child who hasn't eaten. I ran back towards him, I had sandwiches which Nanny had packed for me. 

"Hey" I tapped the shoulder of the little boy.

He regarded me vaguely.

"What's your name?" I ventured out again.

He stopped and wrote on the cold pavement, "A-D-A-M" he traced with tiny fingers.

He was dumb. I felt the tears rush back to my eyes as I watched the beautiful child in front of me.

I rummaged in my back and found the sandwich and the fruit juice that was packed in a paper bag. His eyes lit as he saw the bag. 

"T-H-A-N-K Y-O-U" he traced again with a big smile that melted my heart. 

I grabbed him and hugged him as tight as I could. I brought out my go-to-jotter with a pen.

"Can you read?" I wrote on the book and tapped the child who was tearing hungrily at the food I had just given him.

He collected the pen from me and wrote "Yes". His hand was legible and beautiful.

"Okay, my name is Amy. Can you come here every day, I'll bring food for you?" My heart skipped a little, payday was weeks away but it meant going to Sebastians' every day.

His face lit up with his beautiful smile again, he collected the pen in excitement.

"Of course, thank you so much". 

I nodded my head and pulled him in for a hug, (I made a quick reminder to bring him some change of clothes from the ones I didn't need again). 

"Goodbye," I mouthed and waved at the happy child who went skipping down the street with a happy smile. I felt so wonderful, so this was what it felt to actually do something humanitarian.

I finally made it to my apartment tired, sending silent thanks to the person who invented the escalator as I entered and entered my floor number. I finally stumbled into my room and dozed off.

***

Sebastian's POV

The meeting was dragging for too long, I kept staring impatiently at my watch glancing occasionally at my phone expecting to see a message from my wife or a call. 

"s**t" I muttered, I hated how my heart seemed to like this idea of having a wife.

"Sir, Is there a problem?" Anita asked me, she was explaining some PowerPoint slides.

"A problem?" I noticed all eyes were turned towards my direction.

"Yes, you muttered s**t some minutes again, so naturally I thought you..." Anita trailed off her eyes filled with fear, it was almost impossible not to notice how much hard work she puts in her job. 

"N-no, I was thinking out loud" I flashed Anita a calming smile and enjoyed the blush rising from her neck to her cheek. 

"Son, do you want us to continue with the presentation, you seem s-so absent today" my dad called out from the other end of the table. I wasn't aware of his presence.

"No, Mr Carter, it's really nothing and I am following the presentation" I sent my dad a smile. 

"But, you seem to be in a hurry to be somewhere else, I noticed how you kept glancing at your phone all this time, I don't think you heard a word from the presentation" My dad replied with a steely gaze.

My dad was so fond of reminding me how much I have failed as a member of the prestigious Carters'. He never failed to let me know that he already had a child when he was my age and how successful he was. 

"No, Mr Carter, I'd rather we continue the presentation" I returned his steely gaze (like father like son).

An awkward silence ensued.

"Anita, please continue with the presentation" I flashed a smile to everyone sitting in the room.  A subtle reminder that I was still the boss.

Anita flashed a nervous smile and continued with the presentation while I wondered what Amy would have done.

***

I stared vaguely at the phone fighting the urge not to dial my wife's number, I wanted so much to hear from her. I sighed again and looked through the window, I felt empty; somehow my body had adjusted to this whole marriage idea, sometimes my mind will picture Amy in my kitchen cooking with her stomach swollen with my child; maybe a girl. 

"Sir, would you like to stop at the pub today?" Seth's voice pierced through my thoughts.

"Sorry Seth, My mind was somewhere else, what did you say?".

"I asked if you would like to stop at the pub " Seth peered at the rear mirror.

"Not today Seth, I want some alone time". 

"Is anything the matter Sir?", He asked again.

"Seth...you've been married for some years now and happily; how do you do that?".

"I mean...I know I have been married for maybe 48 hours or more. At first, I felt like the luckiest man on earth but now I feel empty, like I just failed the first test, what am I doing wrong?".

Seth was wearing a big smile on his face as he stared ahead of the road. He was amused.

"You know, there's no handbook on how to have the perfect marriage but there's a golden rule, ALWAYS AGREE SHE'S RIGHT. You know when a woman is angry and tells you to let her be, she expects you to follow her, to grab her waist and tell her how sorry you are...".

"But I apologized even when I didn't know what I was apologizing for" I interrupted with a frown on my face. 

"That's the problem, Sir, no woman wants you to just say sorry, they want you to engage, to argue back but mildly, but the keyword is not to overdo it and know the right time to stop".

"I don't understand Seth, I was just trying to have a conversation with her, we were laughing and talking like long lost sisters, then the next minute she was yelling and tried jumping off the vehicle. That's irrational, if I had offended her I expect her to talk, to communicate, that's how it works".

Seth was shaking with laughter.

"Sir, it doesn't work that way," he said amidst laughter "Every woman wants her man to be a wizard of some sort and they expect you to understand their mood swings or else you'll be accused of not being emotionally available for them".

"So what do I do?".

"I suggest you go and find her, wherever she is".

"Okay, let me get her address".

"No sir, I suggest you go in the morning, every woman loves been surprised". Seth advised.

"Okay, Seth...".

I don't think I would ever understand marriage.