Clashed

{FOUR}

Oh no.

I quickly averted my gaze and took my purse which contained all my bath necessities and a new dress and underwears.

I quickly walked to the bathroom door but Finn wouldn't budge.

I looked at him with warning eyes thinking he'll get the message but he just merely shrugged and raised his eyebrow questioningly.

"Finn, would you please move out of the way. I'd like to go take a bath." I said feeling irritated.

"Mind if I join you? " he asked and my eyes bulged out of their sockets.

I looked at him to see any traces of joke but the man was dead serious with no hint of emotion in his coffee brown eyes.

"What?! NO. Are you out of your mind?!. Did you hit your head in the bathroom or something?" I asked incredulously.

"Oh. So you can let other men in your bathroom but not your own husband. You're such a puttana." he said walking past me into the bedroom.

What?!. Did he just call me a w***e?! I was so shocked that I didn't notice when he stepped infront of me again, a frown marring his handsome features.

"Why didn't you unpack my belongings?" he asked scowling.

Okay. Forget what I said before. He absolutely is nowhere near handsome. For me

handsomness= looks+gentlemanliness

Without one, the equation can't be completed. And he clearly wasn't a gentleman.

"Excuse me. First you accuse me of being a puttana and now your maid to do all your work. "

He opened his mouth to talk but I quickly cut him off by raising my hand.

"Listen and listen good, Finn. I'm your wife. It's true. I'm bound to you for a long period of time. That's true too. But that's only for the world because in this room, " I said motioning my hands around in the room.

", we are strangers is it clear for you? I live my life you live yours. Besides I'm not sure you would want a puttana to touch your expensive clothes."

With that said, I turned around and made my way to the bathroom leaving a gaping Finn behind and feeling proud of myself.

Actually, I didn't unpack it because I didn't want to, I just started feeling numb in my fingers due to my cubital tunnel syndrome so I called a maid to come unpack his dresses.

Cubital Tunnel Syndrome is a condition that involves pressure or stretching of the ulnar nerve (also known as the funny bone nerve), which can cause numbness or tingling in the ring and small fingers, pain in the forearm, and/or weakness in the hand.

The jerk! I actually regret calling that maid. I should've let him unpack his things by himself.

Sighing, I stripped before entering the soothing warm shower.

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"Nous prendrons l'agneau de Louzière et un coca frais" ( We'll take the lamb from Louzière and a fresh coke)

Finn said from across me with a billion dollar smile to the blushing face of the waitress.

"Je prendrai une pizza et une grande tasse de thé citroné."

(I'll take a pizza and a tall glass of lemon tea.) I said emphasizing on the I.

The waitress didn't seem to notice me talking since she was busy flirting with my husband so I spoke a little louder.

She rolled her eyes before walking away, swaying her hips. I turned to look at my husband who was furiously glaring at me.

I rose my brow questioningly at him when he hissed.

"How dare you order such ridiculous food in my prescence. Pizza-"

"Yes. Pizza. Do you have a problem with it? " I asked, gritting my teeth. I am usually a very calm person but in the short time that I've been with this man, he has irked me more times than I could count.

Soon enough, the waitress came back with our orders and she served our food, of course not before battering lashes at my husband and bending over the table to give him a better view.

I clenched my fist and decided to focus on my delicious piz-.

What the hell?!

My eyxptession went grim at the sight of the lamb from Louzière in my plate.

This was the last straw.

I turned to glare at the woman with a thunderously cold glare and I am sure for a fact it was not just because of the food.

"This is not what I ordered for" I said in the coldest voice possible.

She turned to look at my husband and as if finding confidence in his eyes, she shrugged arrogantly.

"Yeah. But that's what sir ordered for you. And I think you should obey your husband- "

"ENOUGH." I shouted feeling the headache come along with a crew of very attentive people and whispers from this restaurant.

Not wanting to be a further bother to myself and to them, I exited the restaurant straight into our room.

I called the room service and asked them to serve my pizza and I made the lemon tea myself.

Soon enough, I heard the elevator ding and Finn came in looking enraged. I didn't pay him any attention and continued slicing lemon.

"HOW DARE YOU, WOMAN" he said walking towards the counter where I stood.

He tried to grab my hands in attempt to force me to face him while I tried cutting the last piece but the knife slipped out of my grasp and sliced something else.

Blood.

There was blood and when I didn't feel any pain, I realised it was Finn's blood.

There was a cut on his wrist and blood was oozing out of it.

He didn't seem to notice as he continued the stare down, apparently not noticing his wound. Or maybe he ignored it.

"Oh my God, you're wounded" I gasped as the blood continued to gush out of the wound.

I quickly ran ducked under the counter and looked into the cupboard where I thankfully saw a first-aid kit.

I sat him on one of the stools and did the bandage. He didn't even hiss or let out any sound of pain the whole time. He just looked at me and it was really unnerving.

"Done" I said as I scrutinized the neatly bandaged wound, and also trying to avoid his gaze.

"Good!" He smirked "It seems like you're slowly learning the ropes on becoming a good wife."

WHAT?!!

I stood there with my mouth agape while he got up casually and strolled out.

"And... I'm all yours darling, but I still love it when you get all territorial" He shouted as I threw the nearest object at his retreating back making him laugh more.

Bastard!!!

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