Taming my Bad Boy Husband

Nine

After what happened at the party, Lacrus does not even try to look at me. I don’t know, but it was so fast. It was like a blink of an eye, and just like that, everything turned upside down.

I told Madam Therese about this gladly, she listened which caused my heart to feel lighter, even for a bit.

“Why are you frowning, baby girl?” Gab asks while staring at my face.

“Nothing, it’s just something is bothering me. I am fine,” I answered.

Aside from my relationship with that man, which I will be with for years, I am worried about my father. He also caused a scene to defend me against that woman.

“Ughh,” I moaned in disappointment. Why are people like that? So greedy for money, fame, and status.

Gab patted my shoulder and smiled. “You can rant it to me later; the professor is here.”

I looked in front and saw him standing and speaking. He was wearing his usual eyeglasses to at least hide his face. I pouted. Why am I bothered about my relationship with him, anyway? We will only live and married only for 2 years anyway.

I just shook my head lightly and started to listen to the lesson.

After class, Gab and I quickly head to a cafe to talk. I am enjoying my company with him, helps my mind feel lighter a bit. I also started being honest with him, about my marriage with Lacrus. So, aside from us, Gab also knows it.

I already talked with father earlier and he only said not to worry about things because it will be fine and it will pass anyway. But as for me, I know what happened shook people at the party as it involved harming someone physically.

“So, your husband did not even try to help you or what? Wow, old people are such brats. I mean, we are old too but he is older.” He paused for a moment. “We cannot complain about it, you said it is only a deal but what was weird is he ask– you and him to get married even it was just a paper in exchange of helping your father then treat you like that?”

I look at Gab.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, men do not take a move just like that, it is either he likes you or he was trying to use you for something.”

“I believe in the latter.”

“Don’t conclude just because that’s how you felt. Learn to see people behind that kind of thoughts then take judgment after what you see. I am not saying you have to lose your respect but at least maybe gave a man a chance.”

I raised my eyebrows of what I have heard.

“Did I just hear these kinds of things from a womanizer?”

“Your friend is not a womanizer, it’s just women always chase me,” he proudly said.

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, whatever.” I started sipping my coffee and thought about what Gab said.

I will think of it first.

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When I got home, I told Madam Therese to help me bake a cake. I wanted to give him something to at least soothe his mind about what had happened. We caused a scene and I know it could damage his reputation but I did not think twice.

“You think he will like it?” I ask Madam Therese as I look at the strawberry cake we made.

She smiled and nodded. “Yes, he likes strawberry.”

“I did not expect him to like strawberries,” I chuckled. “Well, I will try giving it to him.”

“Then go, I hope it will help you to get close to him, Elsie.”

Well, it is not that I was trying to get close to him, I just bake this cake to ask for forgiveness or what.

“I hope so,” I lied.

I started walking towards his room. When I am finally standing in front of his door, I deeply sigh and knocks.

“It is me, Elsie. Can I come in?”

I did not hear anything after asking. I just waited for minutes but when he does not replied, I just deeply sigh and started to walk. However, someone called my name.

“Elsie.” I looked around and saw him looking at me while he was wearing his sleepwear, a black robe.

“I thought you don’t want to see me.” I stared at him and so does he.

“Such a waste if I dont accept the cake you bake. I am not that bad of a person.” I look at the cake I made then look at him again.

“Well then, I hope you like it. It is my way to apologize for what had happened at the party,” I replied and hand him the cake.

He looks at it and take it from my hand. “Alright. Thank you.”

After that he immediately went inside and closes the door. I sigh and had been spacing out for seconds. Is he really that nonchalant? Even his thank you feels like not genuine enough or I am just overthinking things?

“Well, it is my fault anyway.”

I was about to leave again when he opened his door once again.

“If you want, you can come in and eat the cake with me.”

My forehead wrinkled in confusion.

“I made that cake for you.”

“And I am asking to share it with you.”

I just stared at him.

“It’s fine if you don’t want it.” He was about to close his door again but I called him.

“Wait, okay. I’ll eat with you.”

He did not look at me and just went inside. Such a cold heart! Inviting me to eat then treating me like that? Hmp!

I still went inside though, hoping this could make him forgive me. Oh God, I can’t believe myself doing this for a man!