Ties Of Marriage

SHE'S MY WIFE

Chapter 5

“Of course.” I firmly nodded. What else did he think?

“Charles dear, what is she saying?” the dumb lady interrupted, “you live at her house?” God, her voice is so irritating.

“Hey you…girl get out of here” she tried to shoo me away. I ignored her again.

“Tell them to go away, and I will forget everything.” I let out, pointing at the two creatures ahead of me. They make me feel nauseated.!

“Mrs. Hawking, you know, it's impossible.” He smirked, infurating me to the core. Before I could respond, the lady jumped in…again. Somebody please stitch her mouth!

“She is Sam’s wife?” she asked, looking at me like she had just seen an alien. Now, who’s Sam? I raised my eyebrows.

“She’s my wife,” he answered back. Now her expressions were even worse. I couldn’t help but laugh. It was really hilarious. Even Charles looked amused.

After a pause, she cried out loud enough for the whole building to hear.

“What! You are married?” I covered my ears. She’s such a pain in the *ss! My mother-in-law entered obviously shocked at the ongoing commotion.

“Who allowed you in, Mia?” Oh, so that lady’s name was Mia. She looked good though with only a dozen surgeries!

“Aunty, is she really married to him?” she pitifully gazed at mom.

“Yes, so you should stop bothering them.”

Mia looked at Charles painfully. “Oh, you should get going Mia.” Mom interrupted her. Mia angrily sized me up and went out bidding goodbye. What a troublemaker!

“She didn’t make things difficult for you, did she?”

“Of course not…she’s an idiot.” I laughed off.

“Well, she is.” Mom answered, joining me.

Suddenly, my stomach growled. I looked down embarrassed enough.

“Why don’t you both go out for breakfast?” my mother-in-law suggested, trying to ease the atmosphere. What…no!

“Yeah sure” he readily agreed.

“We will get going.” He ushered me out while wrapping his arm around me. Mom happily waved at us. I tried struggling but to no avail.

As we stepped out of the elevator, all the workers peeped at us, making me feel awkward.

What did I get myself into?

The elevator door closed, I instantly got out of his grasp. It sounded unbelievable that the married man standing beside me was actually kissing another woman minutes ago. How shameless!

Feeling the sudden urge to vent out all my anger, I burst out.

“I never knew you had such bad taste in women!” I sneered at him.

“Of course, or else I wouldn’t have married you,” he responded. Oh really!

I glared at him. “I didn’t force you.”

“I can’t help but imagine how everyone will react when I tell them of you cheating on me,” I smirked.

“And how did I cheat you?” He asked with a hint of interest in his eyes.

“How shameless are you, Mr. Hawking…you like away kiss anyone.” This man was really thick skinned. I rolled my eyes.

In the next second, I was pinned to the elevator wall in a deadlock. I stared at the enlarged face in front of me, dumbfounded. His one hand circled my waist and the other locked my hands above my head. Our breaths seemed to be entangled.

I burned up. Ahh…why does my body react so wildly to this man?

His lips were dangerously close to me. I stood still, too bewildered to even make a move.

“This is the way I kiss…I believe you need to check your eyes.” huh!?

I will go crazy if we stay like this!

Much to my relief, the elevator door opened. Thank God!

He looked deeply at me for a second and went out. I felt so hot and bothered. Composing myself diligently, I followed.

He went towards a Porsche. A new one? Jenny, it's none of your business.

I went at the backseat. He stared at me, “I am not your driver.”

He eyed towards the passenger seat. Fine!

Huffing, I shifted onto the passenger seat through the gap between the seats, rubbing our frames in the process. I could feel him become tensed. Revenge successful!

I settled down and smirked at him. He stared down probably at my thighs… Thighs!?

Sh*t!

My skirt had ridden up due to all the movements, so my thighs were all on display. Flushed, I rapidly straightened my skirt, but a part of my waist was exposed. Sensing the hard gaze on my naked skin, reflexively I pulled my blouse down.

Again, I looked at him again, but now his gaze was on my breast. Damn it!

God…just kill me already!

My cleavage was all on display. I tried to cover it, but he caught my hand.

I gaped at him. “Let it be…you look hot.” I could myself flush.

He helped me put on my seatbelt, caressing the displayed skin on my chest. A shiver ran down my spine.

Stupefied, I glared at him and in return he winked at me.

*****

At the restaurant.

I went to the table beside the window. This place had a great view of the whole city and everything here screamed money. I was truly amazed.

We sat down when a young man came to greet Charles.

“Hey buddy,” the man high-fived Charles. They seemed to be pretty close friends. The man glanced at me and was taken aback.

“Dr. Jennifer?”

I gazed at him confused. He extended his hand towards me. “Christine Black, I am her son.”

“Ahh…yes, you must be Augustus.” Mrs. Black is one of my patients. She just had eye surgery. Though I liked her, she was so adamant about making me her daughter-in-law. She would go on about how perfect we would look together, I and her son.

“There you are.” He gave me a friendly smile.

“How’s she doing?”

“Absolutely fine, though she misses you a lot.” She’s one of the sweetest ladies I have ever met.

“I smiled back, and adamantly my eyes crashed on Charles. Augustus looked back and forth between us and exclaimed, “you are both married?” Oh…is it that visible?

“yes” “no”

“…”

What?? I was about to explain when Charles replied, “we are married.”

After a pause.

“Congrats!!” He patted Charles back and then turned to me, “you can order anything you want, take it as my treat.” He bid farewell and went inside.

“He cooks here?” I asked, quite intrigued.

“He’s the owner.”

Alright…another rich ass!

I wobbled down the food as soon as it came. Noticing my speed, even Charles was astonished. Perks of being a doctor!

I peeped at Charles. He elegantly had his meal. Does anything actually match between us?! I sighed.

“Mr. Hawking, since I have finished my share, I will take my leave.”

“Wait.” He commanded while eating. Hmm…rude! Anyway, I sat back.

Not having anything to do, I stared at him shamelessly. How can someone look so handsome even while eating?!

All of a sudden, he looked up, colliding our gazes, lighting up butterflies in my stomach. I looked away feeling nervous.

What the hell is happening to me?

*****

ROSE APARTMENT.

This man! He readily wrapped his arm around me as we walked into the building.

I tried to break free. “Stay still, people are watching.”

Is it? But I couldn’t find anyone.

“Jenny?”

“Mrs. Morstan?” God! Now the whole world will know about my marriage.

“You are dating?” she asked, scrutinizing Charles up and down.

“Ah…he is my husband, Charles Hawking.”

“You married?” I nodded. She came to give me a hug. “I am so happy sweetheart.” She kissed my cheeks.

“You look handsome boy…if you ever harm her, remember I will break your legs.” I laughed; she has always been like this. And I love her for that!

“When did you marry?” she turned to me.