Chapter 10
1177 Words
♣ Marie Smith ♣
He just… walked away.
That was the first thought that greeted me the next morning.
The fact he'd just walked away, not caring to know how that made me feel.
Obviously, this should be a part of him I was used to, but that wasn't how I felt.
My blood boiled at the thought of him just leaving and giving more heed to whoever was on the other line, than me.
If I hadn't known more, I'd have said there was a moment of hesitancy in his expression.
But no, there wasn't.
He was too bossy to give a damn about anyone.
There was no doubt whoever had called was someone from his business s**t.
And so after all my waiting, I hadn't been able to ask him about the kiss.
Oh, but I wasn't one to give up so easily.
As soon as the clock read four in the morning, I forced myself out of bed, not caring how my sleepy body protested.
I wore my bunny slippers, then rushed out of my room to the parlor where I was going to wait for him.
At least, a bit of energy surged through me when a maid let me know he hadn't left for work yet.
Good, my efforts weren't going in vain.
By five forty seven, he strode into the parlor looking work-like in the dark blue suit and trouser he had on, hair brushed neatly to fall on his forehead.
If he was surprised to see me standing in my pajamas waiting for him to arrive, it wasn't evident in his expression.
“Is there something you want from me?” He asked, looking close to walking out soon.
Oh good, now was a good time.
“I've been meaning to ask since yesterday,” again, like last night, the thought of asking about a kiss made my cheeks burn.
But I asked either way, “why the heck did you kiss me last night?”
His expression was devoid of any emotion. It annoyed me.
Would it hurt him to show some kind of emotion?
“Is that seriously what you wanted to ask?” If he said it like that, one would think that was the least important thing ever.
“Yes, because I'm very surprised.” Still, I didn't waver. “Why will you suddenly kiss me?”
“Because of the media.” He sounded like that was a fact I should've picked on.
Oh, but my mind was pissed. “The media?”
Who kisses someone because of the media? That was stupid.
“If you recall, there's rumor about our relationship not being real so obviously I wanted to prove them wrong.” The look he gave me was like I was an insect stopping him from heading to work.
“It wasn't necessary, you know?” The words came out through gritted teeth as I tried suppressing my anger.
He nodded, still maintaining the expressionless look. “But it would be necessary if you understood what I plan on doing.”
Ghaaa, this guy was really good at frustrating someone. “You kissed me only because of the media?”
“Did you want me to have kissed you for another reason?” He asked in a can-you-end-this-conversation-so-I-can-leave tone.
He really saw me to be very cheap if he'd just kissed me like he owned me.
It was my fault to begin with for just getting married so easily like I had no worth, but no way would I let him see me that way again.
I placed both hands on my hips, “I do not like that you're using me in such a manner. Do not kiss me again without my consent.”
Not that I'd ever give him consent.
Still, he didn't look like he cared. “I'll take my leave then.”
I let out a frustrated groan. “Do you seriously need a year till the end of this f****d up marriage?!”
“Do you want a divorce that badly?” He sounded like he wasn't terrible enough to make one want a divorce that badly.
I nodded quickly, not even giving it a second thought. “Do you seriously need to do whatever s**t you're doing before we can actually get a divorce?”
“I'll try to shorten the process. Bye then,” with that, he left the house while I just wondered what process he really needed to go through before we could end this thing called a marriage.
***
“Am I the only one seeing the kiss that's swimming around i********:?” Charlotte asked as soon as we all joined the group call.
“No hon, I saw it too.” Cherry sounded as surprised as I'd felt. “What was that about Marie?”
“He had done it because he wanted to convince the public and do other boring stuff.” I was exhausted though I hadn't gone out of my room all day.
Just thinking about how cheap Henry saw me frustrated me to exhaustion.
How on earth did I end up with such a frustrating husband? What did I do wrong in my life that I'd ended up with him?
“Convince the public?” Caley sounded confused. “How does kissing you have anything to do with convincing the public?”
“He'd done it because of the stupid rumors saying we're not a real couple.” I scoffed at the words. “He'd used me to help his social status.”
“Truthfully,” Cherry started, “I didn't even know he cared about his social status. I always thought he was this cold hot dude that doesn't care about what others think about him, so I'm kinda disappointed.”
“Same here.” Charlotte said, her slight annoyance not surprising anyone.
Who wouldn't be annoyed when your crush kisses someone in public.
“I don't know,” Caley added, like she was trying to be careful with her words.
“What don't you know?” I asked, leaning back against my bed.
“Maybe he has a different reason for it all, you know?” Even she sounded like she was aware how pratty she sounded.
“Are you trying to take sides with him?” I furrowed my brows.
“Since when did you start siding with him?” Cherry asked in a judging tone.
Caley rolled her eyes. “Why don't we just forget I talked and talk about something else? Like Cherry's pregnancy, how's it going?”
We all accepted the offer to change the topic and talked about how the pregnancy was treating Cherry and when we could all meet again.
Caley had left first claiming she had an afternoon shift at her workplace.
Then Cherry had followed next as she had to head somewhere.
After another fifteen minutes of talking, Charlotte had hung up and so I was left alone again in this huge mansion that never felt like home.
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