Heaven

Chapter 7

Ian can't stop his racing heart.

What had happened?

He really didn't have any idea. As far as he know, the only one that can made his heart beating faster like he's just finished from marathon was none other than Jamie, his one and only sweetheart.

He sat on the edge of his bed, tucked off the tie and unbuttoning his shirt. But, his mind couldn't stop from thinking about that certain rosy haired woman. The event that just happened flushed through his mind.

Irene's expression when she was asking for Ian to help her, it shows that she's so desperate for help and Ian couldn't bring himself from not helping her. Something was urging him to help Irene. Ian never acted like that before. Why would he right? Obviously, he hates his own wife. But, that day he just help someone who he hates so much, the hate that had been engulfing him because she ruin his happiness.

Not just that, he also helps on treating Irene's bleeding foot. Why he cares about her all of sudden when he never care about how much he had hurt Irene two weeks ago. Why all of sudden he acted that way?

Then, he just said something that he never thought he will say to Irene. He never thought to praise her because all he knew he only insult and mock Irene. There's never nice words that came out from Ian's mouth to Irene because what he knew his words only hurt Irene. Judging from the expression Irene shows him, he knew that he had hurting Irene and he likes it, he likes it when Irene was hurting. After all, that's what he wanted to do to Irene.

But the question here, why he being nice to Irene today?

Moreover, the act that Irene shows to him for this past two weeks had been effecting him but he denies it and kept continuing to t*****e Irene's life. All he wants from Irene was 'Divorce me Lee Ian' slips out from the her mouth.

And again, why now he let Irene gave that effect to him and didn't deny it. Why?

Why? Why? Why? Why you have a pitied on her all of sudden?

That question chanting through his mind.

"It just a mistake! You won't do it again! You won't pity her again!" Ian trying to convince himself with those words.

He then let his mind to think about Jamie. How much he wants to make Jamie happy with him, just like before when they were in Italy. He tried to remember Jamie's smile but only to be replaced by the image of Irene smiling.

He shook his head slightly to brush the thought away. Then, he got up and grabbed his towel. He needs to freshen up his body and mind.

****

Later that night, Ian went out from his small office as he's already finish doing his work. He's already being in there since after he took his bath and its had been 3 hours already. He needs to finish it quickly because he needs to submit it the next day. Luckily he's already done half of it at the office.

He was too focused doing his work until he didn't realized he had 20 missed call from Jamie and a lot of text messages. When he replies her, the clock already show 11 PM and Ian knew, around this time Jamie already sleeping when she had nothing to do.

Ian walks down to the kitchen. He needs coffee to make him feel a bit better. He didn't want to sleep yet. 

Then, when he went out from the kitchen, he stops on his track as he hears a sniffle coming from somewhere around the house. He listen carefully to that sound until he found it coming from living room.

He frowns when he notice that it was Irene. She was crying over some drama. Seriously tho, he don't get it why Irene was crying because to him the scene in that drama wasn't really sad or touching. What a pathetic, he thought as his eyes staring up and down at Irene. Irene was too focused with the drama till she didn't notice that Ian had been standing beside the couch.

Putting the mug that filled with coffee that he holds, he then took the remote and changed it to other channel. That took Irene's attention as she quickly tilts her head slightly and let out a small 'hey' to Ian who was still standing while his fingers pressed the remote button, searching for the channel that airing the best film or drama. But, Irene regrets it later on because Ian was giving her a glare, a glare that made Irene immediately shut her mouth.

When Ian took his seat beside Irene, as he already found the right channel, Irene slowly moved a little from Ian, leaving a large space between them. Ian seemed to notice it and smirks.

"What movie is this?" Irene asks while looking at Ian as soon as the movie starts.

"Horror movie." Ian answered without looking away from the television.

When Irene hears those coming out from Ian's mouth, sshe didn't know what to feel. She felt that her hands already sweating. With nervousness building up in her, she just averted her eyes to the television again, praying for her heart to be strong. All of the movie that Irene like to watch, horror movie was an exception. She didn't fond of horror movie because she tends to have nightmare after watching that kind of movie.

Sure, Irene can ran away into her bedroom and call it a day but she didn't want to show to Ian her weakness. After all, she didn't want to be mock by Ian from that thing.

"Why did you ask? Are you scared?"

That made Irene froze. She  didn't know what to answer. Even though Irene didn't see Ian's expression, but Irene can sense the sly smile in that voice.

Without thinking twice, she mutters,

"Of course not. After all, horror movie is my favourite." Irene said with a voice full of confidence. She felt proud of herself for not stuttering.

"Alright." Ian replied, leaning his back against the couch. Irene, on the other hand, made sure to kept their distance.

But soon, Irene starts to regret for not running away into her bedroom. The beginning of the movie already giving Irene a heart attack but she was aware that Ian was beside her and tried to hide that she's actually felt scared. So, she grips on the pillow that she had been holding, and the gripped getting even more tight when the movie starts to go further.

On the other hand, Ian was focusing on the movie, not bothering about Irene. But, later he was distracted with a smell of strawberry that he knew from where it came from. It was non other than Kim Itene. Ian like the smell a lot and its smell addicting. Soon, the smell getting more stronger than before and when he tore his gaze from the movie to his side, he notice that Irene already beside him, where there was no gap between them because Irene had came closer to him without her herself notice it. Ian wants to push Irene away, but before he managed to do it, Irene already clinging her arm in Ian's while hiding her face on the latter's shoulder.

Ian wants to push Irene away, but then he hears a whimpered came out from Irene's mouth. So, instead of pushing the rosy haired female away, he ran his hand on Irene's back, trying to calm her down.

While doing it, Ian focusing back to the movie. Soon enough, when the movie had ended, Ian notice that Irene still clinging on him. When he wants to push his wife away, he notice that Irene was asleep.

"Wake up!" Ian whispers but Irene didn't budge. Irene just continue to sleep, snuggling more to Ian.

Not knowing what to do, Ian pulls away slowly before picking Irene up slowly, bridal style. That moment his heart beating faster like earlier, but that moment because of Irene was sleeping peacefully while snuggling onto Ian's chest.

Ian tried to calm himself but nothing can help him. It became more worst when he tucked Irene on the bed and draped the blanket on her small frame, and Irene suddenly grip Ian's hand and whimpered slip past her mouth. Ian knew he should pull his hand away, but instead he stay there.

He listen to Irene's whimpers that finally turn into a sob. He suddenly felt worried but its only for a while before hearing the words that past Irene's lip, more clearly.

"P-please don't hurt me, I-Ian."

It made Ian froze there. He didn't know that Irene will having a nightmare about him.

Ian didn't know what to feel.

Pity?

No! Never! After all this person was the one that ruin his happiness.

Happy?

Yes! Maybe yes! Because he thought Irene deserved it.

Ian knew what he wants. He knew what he wanted to do to Irene. That's to break Irene apart, to ruin her life, to make her feel what the pain was.

But something in him screaming that he's evil, he's bastard for treating Irene that way. Something in him that despise him from treating Irene like some of porcelain doll, a doll that usually be used for the kids to play, but in term of Irene, she's some sort of doll that being used by Ian to vent out his anger. Then, when the doll already broken, it will be dumped away.

Ian shook his head slightly, trying to push that guilty feeling to the back of his mind. He sure succeed when he finally managed to pull his hand out of Irene's.

With a last glance, he looks over at Irene with mixed feelings before going out the room. He released a long sighed when he's standing in front of the door.

Why you make me feel this way! Ian said to himself.

He released a long sighed before went into his bedroom, wanted nothing but to sleep, a very peaceful sleep and hoping everything that happened that day will fade away from his mind the next day.

****

Yohan always thought that he's the most handsome plus gorgeous plus stunning man. Back then when he's in high-school, people always adore him, saying that he's handsome and all. Of course Yohan felt proud about it. Who wouldn't right?

He's always confident with his appearance.

He even think that (not to brag) that his beauty also can match with any other women out there.

But, his confident became lower as he's now face to face with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

"This is so delicious." Irene exclaimed in excitement. Her mouth full with food.

Yohan only stares at Irene with smile. She's so beautiful with that large doe eyes, her cheeks looks so squishy and those plump lips look really kissable. Yohan wonders, had Irene kissed someone before? Can he be the first person to feel those lips.

Seriously, Yohan couldn't take his eyes off of Irene. The other was beyond beautiful and he thought that he want to be the one that will protect Irene.

"Don't you want to eat this?" Irene's question snapping Yohan thought from his trance. Irene was poking the blueberry cake that Yohan didn't touch since the waitress serve it to them.

"Yeah I will eat it." Yohan said. When he was about to eat it, he stops and stares at Irene who was staring at him. Irene widens her eyes as she was caught by Yohan for staring, and she quickly look away. "You want some?" Yohan asks with a small smile. Irene didn't dare to look at Yohan so she just simply reply,

"No."

Yohan chuckles watching at Irene's adorable reaction. Irene just way too much adorable and Yohan felt like he wants to take care of her, wants to treasure her and not to hurt her. He thought that who will dare to hurt this little innocent woman? Because the pretty woman in front of him looks so adorable that no one will ever dare to lay a finger on her. If there's someone did that, Yohan sure that the person is out of mind.

Yohan thought that if only he got Irene, he will do anything to make the other happy. Ever since he lands his eyes on Irene, he knew it was love of the first sight. He knew he already fell in love. He's sure of that and he's very determined to have Irene. When they texts each other over this two weeks, Yohan found that his love had grew further. And when he got the texts from Irene three days ago saying that she's agree to hang out at weekend, he was beyond happy.

"I know you want." Yohan said, scooping the cake and was about to feed Irene.

"I-its okay. I already eaten." Irene rejects. Her eyes still wondering around but Yohan.

"Hmm you really don't want?" Yohan teased and making an airplane gestures. The tips of Irene's ear turn pink and she knew some of the customers in the cafe was watching them.

"Ok fine I want." Irene sulks then wanted to take the spoon from Yohan but the blond budge, not letting Irene took it. It made Irene sulks even more, giving a pouty lips to Yohan. Her action alone made Yohan's heart accelerates and that lips look so kissable and Yohan felt like he wants to kiss the female right there but he was holding himself, he didn't want Irene to feel shock or even hate him.

"Let me feed you." Yohan offers.

Irene shook her head.

Yohan nods his head.

Irene shook her head again.

Yohan nods his head again.

That continued for only who know how long until Irene released a defeated sigh and said "fine". It made Yohan gave his signature boxy smile and fed the rosy haired female.

"Delicious!" Irene exclaims excitedly, her eyes shone. She's really beautiful, Yohan thought. "Blueberry cake is my favourite." Irene said while continuing to finish her own cake which is not blueberry cake. She thought that she wants to try something different.

"Really?" Yohan asks and Irene nods. "Here, have it." Yohan push his cake to Irene.

"Are you sure?" Irene asks, concern. "What about you?" She continues.

"Its okay. You can have mine. Besides, I'm already full." 'Just by looking at you' Yohan wants to continue but he didn't dare to say it.

With a big smile plastered on her face, Irene took the cake and ate it happily.

Yohan smiles at Irene's cute action. He took a note to himself that he likes to see Irene eating. The way Irene's eyes sparkle, her cheeks puff out like hamster, and her mouth was enough to make Yohan really fall for her.

Irene was too enjoyed her food till she didn't notice that there's cream at the corner of her lips.

"Irene-ah!" Yohan calls out. Irene hums in response, still taking a bite from the cake only to stop when she felt a warm thumb on her lips. Her eyes met with Yohan's who was already leaning close to her. Their faces were inches away and Yohan's thumb on her lips. She froze there, not knowing what to do.

"You have a cream here." Yohan whispers in his deep, husky voice while his eyes still staring deep into Irene's eyes.

"O-ohh th-thank you." Irene stutters when Yohan pull away and she quickly took the tissue and wept her lips. She ran her eyes from meeting with Yohan's as heat already crept on her face.

When Irene wipes her lips with the tissue, he saw a very beautiful silver ring on Irene's ring finger. How can he didn't notice it before? Maybe he was too focus in admiring Irene's face.

He wants to ask what ring was that? Was that an engage ring? Or was it the wedding ring? Maybe both not because people nowadays like to wear ring but that ring- no no Yohan don't think about it. Yohan was contemplating with his inner thought and trying to push them to the back of his mind. He shouldn't worry about it.

Yes, that was the best. Do not worry about it.

****

When the taxi arrived in front of Irene's and Ian's penthouse, its already 6 PM.

After they having a breakfast, Yohan suggest to walk around Seoul as he said to Irene that its been a long time he didn't come back.

Irene was willing to do that with him and at the same time they got to know each other more. When she was with Yohan, she tends to forget every hurtful thing that happened to her. She wish for everything that hurt her will fade away from her memories but she knew, once she step back into that house, she needs to face the real thing, the things that Ian will never accept nor love her and she had to accept the fact that she's no one compare to Jamie, the person that Ian love so much.

So, when she was given the time to spend with Yohan, she felt happy. At least she can forget that harsh reality for a little moment and enjoyed her life.

Irene was happy that day. Despite of walking around Seoul, Yohan also brought her to the mall because the blond wants to buy a few things. It took a good 3 hours for them in that mall, buying the things that Yohan wants.

After that, Yohan suggest ice skating that was place near the mall. Irene wants to reject that idea by giving her pitiful face but Yohan seemed to ignore it and just pulling Irene to the ice skating.

Yohan was good meanwhile Irene.

"Hahahahahahaha."

Irene rolled her eyes in annoyance. That's why she wants to reject the idea. She's not good in ice skating and Yohan couldn't stop laughing at her when she kept falling.

"Can you stop?" Irene said in annoyance. She tried to get up and when she was on her feet, she felt a pair of hand wrapping around her slender waist. She wants to scream but immediately she turn silent when she felt a warm breath on her nape.

"Let me guide you." Yohan whispers. Irene nods and let Yohan guide her till she's good enough to control her movement.

Irene was snapped from her thought when she hears her phone rang. She took out her phone from her pocket and answers it.

"Hello mom." It was her mother in law. "Ian didn't pick up your call? Maybe he didn't notice it." Irene said when she took off her shoes. "Why? Ohh next week? Okay mom, I will tell him." With that the call ended.

Irene released a sighed. Her mother in law call er, saying that next week they will have a dinner as a celebration for Ian coming back from Italy. She said that they didn't have a time to celebrate it as they were too busy for their wedding and etc.

"Ian not going anywhere?" Irene whispers to herself as she notices Ian's car.

Released a long sighed, Irene bringing her feet into the house only to greet with a sound of giggling. Judging by that sound, she knew it must be Jamie.

When she went to the living room, she saw Ian and Jamie was cuddling on the couch with Jamie giggling when Ian peppers her with kisses.

"I-I'm home." Irene said, gaining their attention. "I bought food. I-I will prepare them for you two." She continues. When she wants to leave she remembers something. "Mom call and said to go home next week for dinner. Its to celebrate you come back from Italy." Irene said, her eyes fix on the floor.

"Okay." Ian replied.

"A-and she invite your friends." She adds. She bits her lips for stuttering. She stay there until she hears Ian's voice.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

Glancing up, Irene quickly shook her head and ran to the kitchen to prepare the meal.

Irene was right. When she comes home she needs to face the reality. The harsh reality that she can't get the happiness that she wants. She always wish when she got up from sleep in the morning everything will change. She hopes that Ian will love her the way she love the latter. After she got married with Ian, she learns to love her husband even the truth was never be on her side. The truth that Ian will never look at her. After all, Ian has Jamie. But still, she never lose hope. She still holding onto that small hope.

"You are beautiful, I admit." A voice snapping Irene from her thought. She spun around and met with Jamie who was leaning against the wall.

"Ohh Jamie." Irene smiles.

Jamie smirks. She came closer to Irene who was standing near the counter.

"You have a good face, but you will never win Ian." Jamie whispers when they were inches away.

"I-I know. But I never losing my hope." Irene tries to fight back and it made Jamie felt mad. Jamie was staring deep into Irene's eyes, trying to send a message 'you should back off or you die' through her eyes. But Irene didn't even flinch. She stares back at the shorter.

"Jamie! Baby!" They hears Ian's voice, calling for Jamie.

When Jamie hears the footstep, she quickly flip their position. She then ripped her shirt at the shoulder and cried all of sudden.

"I-Ian! Help me!" Jamie cried out.

Ian, when he hears it, he quicken his steps to the kitchen. When he was there, he saw Jamie being caged by Irene at the kitchen counter.

"W-what?" Irene squeaked out when she registers all the things happened.

"What are you doing?" Ian yells pulling Irene by her shoulder.

Irene almost fell back when Ian pull her really hard.

Jamie, on the other hand ran to Ian and crying in Ian's embrace.

"She tried to hurt me." Jamie said in a sob.

"What do you think are you doing?!" Ian yells again.

"N-no! I didn't do anything." Irene tried to tell the truth but Jamie cried even more.

"YOU b***h!" Ian yells. He then push Jamie softly and took Irene by her wrist and brought her into his bedroom.

"NO! I-Ian! Please!"

Jamie hears Irene's pleading voice who was being hit by Ian in the bedroom. She smiles evilly while flopping herself on the couch in the living room.

From living room, she could hear Ian yells at Irene while hitting the pretty woman. Irene crying wasn't an exception. She could hear Irene crying, pleading for Ian to stop but he ignores Irene's plead.

She felt satisfied because Irene deserve it.

"It just a beginning." Jamie said to herself while smirking.