The CEO’s Dumb Wife

. By, Tamar writes CARMEN'S POV They call me trouble. Nasty. Sassy. Stubborn. Small. Weak. Frail. All kind of names which I can't even remember, not like I care about them either. Psst! Why? Why do they get on my nerves? Why do they stamp on my rights all the time? Why do they have to make me fight? I fumed. Angrier because my father never believed my own side of the story. He was more interested in apologizing for what he did not do. "I'm so sorry Mr. Mateo. I'm so sorry." He apologized to my school principal but I ignored them. I just sat beside my father, crossed my leg on top the other chewing my gum. "It's fine. If only she can say sorry to the student." "I'm not!" I snapped immediately. "I'm never apologizing." My father grabbed my arm, trying to shut me up but hell no! I'm not taking it. Why would I say sorry to that jerk? I should've beaten him to death for messing with me. How dare him trick me? If he wanted to kiss me, he should've said so but going extra mile, fooling and playing with my heart to get it is what I won't accept. Jerks like him need to be eradicated from this world. "Mr. Mateo, we will say sorry to him." "No dad! I will never say sorry to him! Tell the principal now." "Carmen! Puedes callarte? (Can you shut up?)" My father said and I pouted. He turned to the principal still romancing and appeasing that lying old i***t. I got fed up and stormed out. They should go to hell for all I care. "Abre el coche. (Open the car) or you want me to remind you every time?" I said to the bodyguard who was standing beside the car. Standing there, moping at me pissed me off. He saw me coming. Why didn't he open the car door until I came close? Must I wait for him to open it too? And if I react, they call me trouble. He opened the car door and I got in. "Estas despedido! (You're fired!)" I yelled at him as he closed the car door. . . . . "Carmen! When will you come to your senses? You're eighteen now and still, you act like a child!" "How am I acting like a child for protecting my rights father!" "Rights? You call all the troubles you cause rights? Last week, you were reported in school for messing with the laboratory equipments." "That wasn't intentional. I was trying to create a theory." "Theory of what?!" "Genetics."I mumbled avoiding his angry eyes. I wish I didn't sit in this car with him. "Genetics? Carmen, Estás bien? (Are you okay?)" "I'm fine! Why don't you always appreciate everything I do?" "Everything you do? Like messing with the laboratory equipments simply because you wanted to create a theory. Don't you sound ridiculous?" "I don't! I wanted to prove Newton wrong. I wanted to find out how..." He interrupted me."Newton? And here comes my dumb daughter! So Newton is the father of Genetics, right?" "Father? Was Genetics born? I thought it was created through a theory. Genetics doesn't have a father. Or does he?" I asked getting confused. I racked my brain. Genetics was created through a theory. I'm sure of what I'm saying. I read it. I even remember Newton's laws on that. My father was shaking his head at me. "Oh My God. Why did you give me such a dumb thing as a child?" "What? I'm right. But that aside, I wanted to find out how..." He snapped at me again. "Find what? What do you want to find? Carmen, must you make me angry all the time?" "Father, learn to appreciate everything I do." "Like last month? Where you fought with my hotel manager, right?" I pouted remembering that accident. "Oh, he was hitting on me. " "Hitting on you?" He peered into my face. He knew I was lying about that. He wasn't hitting on me. He just laughed at my frail nature, he said I'm weak, he wanted to even help me carry my bag to my room. How annoying! "He got on my nerves. "I mumbled and he held his head. "He got on your nerves? Did you forget that he's a full grown man? Donde están tus modales, Carmen? (Where are your manners?)" My manners? It was his fault. Why did he see me as a weak girl? I hate it when people call me weak. I wanted to show him that I'm strong. "He called me names." I said avoiding his angry eyes. "He called you names? Mr. Mateo will never do that." "Why don't you believe me?" "How? When you burnt down a motel yesternight for being crappy." "That's because they had no light in that place. I mean, why did they let their motel look like that one in horror movies. Someone can get raped in the dark! No surveillance cameras. No safety! I needed to help them shut it down." "And what were you doing in a motel room yesternight, Carmen?" I paused. Clearing my throat. I wished the car will move faster. "Te estoy pidiendo Carmen. (I'm asking you Carmen.)" "That is because..." Why was I in that motel last night again? Yeah, because of that jerk I beat up today in school. He invited me for his birthday party and with a crappy mindset. I was a fool to let him kiss me so carelessly last night. I would've been so sad if I didn't beat him today. "Carmen, what were you doing in the motel last night?" "Alright, fine! Lo lamento papá (I'm sorry daddy.)" I admitted. "Are we good now?" "No we're not! You're graduating tomorrow and you're still a mess. By next month, you'd be in college__" "I told you that I don't want to go to college." I snapped. I don't know how many times I'm going to repeat myself to this stubborn man, I don't want to go to college. High school is already too troublesome for me. "We're still hung up on that! Just tell me what you will do if you don't go to college. Marry? Who will marry such a blockhead like you? " "I don't care. But marrying is suitable for me." I said beaming. I always imagined myself marrying a rich handsome CEO, waking up everyday with him lying by my side. Him kissing me every morning before he goes to work, chefs in the kitchen cooking, maids in the bathroom preparing a bath for me. Cleaners doing their job. It will be so cool. Then my husband will come back in the evening, wash, eat and tell me stories about what happened in his workplace. And I will listen to him and fall asleep in his arms. I giggled. Awww! When is that ever gonna happen. Mi Amor! When are you going to show up and kiss me all day and night. Make love to me all the time. "You're laughing?" He asked frowning at me but I didn't stop giggling. The thought of having a life like that is my dream. He shook his head. "Just prepare yourself. After your graduation tomorrow, you're sitting for your college exam!" "Father!!!" Ugh! This stubborn middle aged man who never listens to me. . . . . . RICARDO'S POV Work was hectic today. I stretched and yawned. I'm so tired. I rubbed my eyes. I gathered my documents and rang for my secretary who helped me with carrying them to where my guards were. Jasper, my favourite black American guard helped me carry them to the garage. The car door was opened for me and I got in. My eyes went to my phone. Social media was so noisy this evening. I had caused another stir by getting duped by a paper company in China. THAT CEO IS A BIG FOOL! HE LOST 20MILLION DOLLARS LAST SUMMER AND NOW THIS. HOW CAN THE FAMILY TRUST THAT COMPANY WITH THEIR FOOLISH SON. WHY IS HE TOO SOFT? JUST RECENTLY, HE WAS HACKED BY AN ANONYMOUS MAN. CAN HE STOP CAUSING TROUBLE ALREADY? HE'S HANDSOME FOR NOTHING! EVEN MY SEVEN YEAR OLD SON WON'T BE SO DUMB LIKE HIM. THE ALEJANDROZZ IS IN TROUBLE. . . . . . . "You're getting married." My father announced as soon as I settled down on my seat to eat my dinner. I was startled. The message was so sudden. I looked up, my gaze falling on my mother, then my father and my three sisters. "All of a sudden?" I asked looking from one face to another. "Yes." Mom added. I dropped my spoon on the table. "Por qué (why?) I'm barely twenty five." "You need it son. You need to settle down. And have kids. " I'm not buying this. I just came back from work. Tired. Wasted. Exhausted. Name it. I'm even frustrated because I got duped again. My name is making waves all over the whole world and it's tiring and heartbreaking to be called all sort of names. Now I get back from work, want to settle down and eat. I'm greeted with a news like this. "Find a bride then. I don't have anyone in mind." I said, instead of voicing out how I truly felt about the news. CARMEN'S POV There's a foolish CEO trending online these days. On t****k. i********: and Twitter. His face is all over the internet. I read articles of him and I was pissed. How could he let people swindle him as they wished? He's really foolish! "Dad look at this." I said showing my phone to my dad. As we both sat in the living room, he was having a conference meeting through his laptop and I was by his side goffing around. "Oh, Ricardo." He said pointing at his picture. "Do you know him?" "Yes, he's Mr. Alejandro's son. His handsome, smart son. I wished I had a child like him." Child my foot! He should be contented with me. Tsk! "He's very foolish. They say he's softhearted to a fault. And stupidly kind. Trust people like a fool he is. I mean, why would he trust anyone at all. Isn't he crazy?" My father eyed me. "And you think you're any better? Just get to bed and don't talk to me. " I hissed. Got up from the couch and strolled into my room still looking at his picture. How can God waste such a precious beauty on a dumb man like him. I wish I can whack his head all the time.....