"What Nick? You don't want me to work in that hotel?" I asked angrily. "But why?"
"Max, I don't want my step cousin to hurt you again," Nick said.
I sighed. "Nick! Your step cousin doesn't even though that I work in that hotel, okay? Plus, if I don't work then who is going to pay for our house and Ray's school, huh? Who is going to pay for our living needs?" I asked him, getting a bit angry.
"I can pay for your house and Ray's school. You can use my money. It is not even my money. It is our money. We are married, Max and you have rights to use our money," Nick said.
"You know Nick that I do not like to take help!" I said.
"You are not taking help! Our money is also your right."
"I want want to be dependable on you, Nick! That money is your because you earned that money with your business!"
"Max! What is wrong with using our money!?"
"I told you my, Nick. I hate taking help from people because I feel like I am weak and vulnerable! I want to be strong and support myself, Nick!" I snapped.
"Yeah, right! What will happen if my step cousin attack you again, huh?! You will get hurt again and say that I want to be stronger, huh Max!? You are so darn stubborn Max! Are you trying to be stupid or are you actually stupid! GET LOST!" Nick snapped.
I looked at Nick and saw him with anger in his eyes. My heart aced and I felt like my heart was breaking into pieces. Never in my life, nock behaved or talked this way to me. Tears were running down my eyes as I bit my lips not to cry.
Nick's eyes softened as he was about to say something when I said, "you are right, Nick. I guess I am stupid, eh?" I tried to laughed it off. "Have a good night, Nick," I said as I ran out of the room and went to the guest room and locked the door and threw myself on the bed and hugged myself as I started to cry silently. I knew what Nick was trying to do was to protect me but he have understand my point too. But what was breaking my heart was how Nick yelled at me. Nick never yelled at me like that. Never. I let water ran down my eyes as I started to sob. I never knew that hearing hurtful words for Nick can hurt me that much. But I knew the reason. I love Nick and is he even try to act rude to be, it hurts because I want him to love me back and care for me. I don't want him to think of me a bad person. I want Nick to love me like before. I want to hear Nick's sweet voice that tells me that he loves me. I want to feel Nick's sweet lips that was kissing my tears away when we were making love. I love Nick so much.
In the morning . . .
I got changed into my work outfit. I knew that Nick as going to move back to his hotel and I am still going to continue working in that hotel, wheaten he like it or not. I was crying the whole night and I did hear him knocking in the door but I didn't opened the door. I really didn't like how Nick was yelling at me but I have to defend my opinion. I am going to continue working in that hotel and I don't need his money. I don't want to be a burden for him.
I got out of my room and went to the breakfast table. Nick wasn't there, neither was Ray. I knew that Ray went to school with Nick. I heard them talking in the morning. I sighed as I drank a glass of milk and drove to my office. I parked my car and got in the hotel and went to my office and sat on the chair and started to work.
A stuff on the hotel came in my office and said, "Ma'am, the person in the room 111 wants to organize a party in the hotel for his business client. The person in the room also wants to have a dancing studio."
"Alright, we will arrange that. What is that person's name in room 111?" I said as I looking in he computer and started to type his order.
"That person's name is Philip Urick, Ma'am," the stuff said.
I was shocked. "What?"
"Yes Ma'am. I think he is a relative of Mr, Nicolaus Urick."
I could feel tension and worry about this part but I typed Philip's order anyways.
I grabbed the papers with Philip's order of the party and went to my boss's cabin and went in his cabin and said, "Hello sir."
"Hi Mrs. Urick," the boss said.
"Sir, Mr. Philip Urick wants to held a part time with a dancing studio in this hotel for his clients so I was thinking that may be I can give this file to he even planner of the hotel, what do you think, sir?"
My boss flipped some papers of the party file and said, "Mr. Philip Urick is one of the famous businessman, right?"
"Yeah," I said. If you are considering blackmailing somebody to sign the company property for him.
"Mrs. Urick, I think you should arrange the party because I trust you more that our event planner and Mr. Philip Urick's contract is very big and we can get a lot of money so I don't want to make mistakes in organizing his party for his business clients."
What? What the heck? "But sir . . ."
"Please, Mrs. Urick . . ."
"I understand, sir," I said as I was going to go to my office when my boss said, "Mrs. Urick, are you somehow related to Nicklaus or Philip Urick?"
I turned around to look at my boss and was a bit shocked. I really didn't want my boss to find out about our relationship. Espicially when Nick and I were trying to keep our relationship secret. "No, of course not sir. Only my last name is the same as Mr. Nicklaus and Mr. Philip Urick, sir. But I am not related to any of them."
"Alright, Mrs. Urick," my boss said.
I smiled and got out of my boss's cabin and was going to go near my cabin when I bumped into somebody. I looked upright and saw Philip. Oh crap!