Mr. President's Wife

Chapter 6; Hidden feelings

Ralf grinned in anger. He could not accept that another man was approaching his wife.

But she still denies the relationship with that man even though he has seen it himself.

However, as he was driving he looked at the seat where Roxette had been sitting.

There was Roxettes handbag and a pair of shoes.

Meanwhile….

Roxette walked down the dark road for a few minutes with a pair of shoes.

Her eyes were already swollen with tears.

“He has no conscience!

She whispered then bent down to see her sore foot.

And then she saw Ralf's car coming back to where she was standing.

It stopped in front of her and the door opened.

She immediately got on and fastened her seat belt as if there was no fight between them.

When they arrived home Roxette immediately went to her room and Ralf went straight to the other room which served as his work place in the mansion.

Roxette immediately soaked in the cold water of the shower while Ralf angrily threw his striped necktie somewhere in that room.

He was so annoyed that he didn't notice that his hand was bleeding, probably got that wound after he punched the car.

He let out a deep breath then sat down on the swivel chair there.

Roxette felt comfortable after taking a bath.

When she came out of the bathroom, Esmi was already in the room waiting for her.

"I brought medicine for the wound, let me bandage the wound on your foot.

"Nevermind!' I won't be comfortable when I have a bandage on my foot and it's not that serious.

I said as I sat on the side of the bed and dried my wet hair.

"Alright!' Then just come down stairs and I'll prepare food for you.

Esmi said before leaving the room.

She hasn't had a proper meal since this afternoon so he didn't refuse when Esmi offered her food.

She looked at the box of first aid kit that Esmi had placed on the bed.

She remembered how Ralf had punched the car earlier, and also noticed the wound on his fist while driving.

"That must be painful '

She whispered.

He was wearing only a white robe when he came out of his room with the box of medicines.

"Is he asleep yet? '

he whispered as he slowly opened the door of the room where Ralf was

he saw Ralf sitting up and squinting.

"He probably drank a lot so he fell asleep right away.

She said softly then entered and slowly closed the door of that room.

She knelt on the floor in front of Ralf and opened the box of medicines.

After she cleaned the wound she wrapped it in a bandage.

Then she stood up to leave.

She picked up Ralf's necktie that was on the floor then quietly walked out the door.

I was carrying the box of first aid kit when I went down the stairs to go to the kitchen where Esmi was and was preparing food.

Esmi looked at me as if she wanted to ask but eventually chose to remain silent.

She doesn't usually ask questions unless I'm the one to tell her.

But I don't want to tell her what happened to Ralf and I earlier on the way home. I don't think it's something to brag about either.

Soon I was in front of a hot beef stew, freshly steamed rice and sweet and sour fish that I always ask for her to cook.

This is my comfort food. I remember the first time I tasted the sweet and sour that my grandfather used to serve me.

There is nothing to compare to his special sweet and sour fish.

I mean, we used to be fed delicious food in the orphanage but I remembered that it was just soup and the ingredients were limited. However, we are satisfied with that food and thankful.

So when my grandfather adopted me, I realized that the plight of the children in the orphanage was truly pitiful.

I was nine years old when my grandfather adopted me and took me home. So I still remember the memories of my childhood in the orphanage. I felt a mix of emotion, sadness and joy the day I left that place.

Maybe because I will have a family to take care of me. Sad to go and leave the children I considered my siblings.

I have tried several times to go to the orphanage to visit, but something is holding me back.

A long time has passed, and I don't want to go back to the past that could have ruined the life I have now.

It was no secret that I was adopted, so everyone in the family knew about it so some of them looked down on me.

And I know my husband knows this too, maybe it’s also one of the reasons why he can’t love me.

Perhaps in his eyes I was just a low class trying to rise with the wealth he had.

“Miss Roxette.

"Miss Roxette?"

I seemed to wake up in deep thought when I realized that Esmi was talking to me.

"What?'

I exclaimed. She did not continue what she was going to say, instead she continued to wash the utensils used for cooking.

"Thanks for the food. I'll leave you here Esmi, I really want to rest.

I just said then I walked towards the stairs up to the second floor.

The next day……………,

(Ralf pov)

I woke up with a sore neck, from leaning on the swivel chair that served as my bed for the night.

I didn't intend to sleep here, but because I drank last night I fell asleep quickly.

I slowly stretched my neck and looked at my watch to see what time it was.

There, I noticed the bandage wrapped around my hand.

She entered the room where I was, again?.

I frowned at the thought. And I looked again at my wrapped hand.

"Never mind!

I left that room and went to the master’s bedroom.

It's good that she's not here.

I just changed my clothes and went down the stairs.

When I entered the dining area, and I saw her cutting something.

I had no intention of rolling my eyes at her long thigh.

But my eyes seem to have a brain of their own, they seem to enjoy the scene in front of me.

This woman really has a curved body and I can see it in her gray shorts and white sleeveless top. Her long wave dark brown hair is tied up so that her neck is also exposed.

My gaze followed as she walked to the other side of the kitchen to get a saucepan she was going to use.

The shelves were a bit high so she couldn't get her saucepan properly, instead the lid fell off and I immediately grabbed it before it hit her head.

"Oh my- '

What she was going to say was cut off when she realized that there was someone behind her.

She turned to me who was then holding the lid of the pot.

She was facing my wide chest before she looked up at me. She Indeed is a small woman compared to my height.

"Ra-Ralf'.

She said softly.

Before we even got into the awkward situation, I had to move away first. I proceeded to take the casserole above and put it on the counter.