First wife?
I was feeling numb.
When I looked at Mary's face, she smiled ruefully" he didn't tell you?" She shook her head slightly" sorry child, I didn't know".
"Its okay Mary" I smiled slightly. Trying to hide my inner turmoil. "I think, I should take rest." with that I turned my heels and left. as soon as I reached my room, I closed the door, leaned against it, and let my tear fall.
Why didn't he told me about his first wife? He was incapable of falling in love, and he made it very clear since our first meet. Maybe he is still heartbroken with the loss of his wife. I made up my mind to confront him when he gets back home.
I decided to write my journal. I only write my journal whenever I want to share something and right now I have a twist of my life to share!
I didn't know how long I sat there and spilled my heart out into my diary. When I looked out of the window, it was already dark. Chris will be home at any minute. I am not sure if I want to see him or not!
I went to the kitchen, Mary already prepared lasagna and fried rice. As I took a glass of water, I heard footsteps from behind. I turned and found myself face to face with my husband. His beautiful eyes were looking tired. Yet he managed to look sexy in his office attire.
He took the glass from my hand and gave me a crooked smile, "thanks" he said.
I came out of my daze when I saw him taking a step back. It then is drawn to me that he took my glass. "Ummm..... I..it was my glass" I stuttered.
He looked at me with a raised brow. "it's fine" then he turned to leave.
I suddenly remembered my conversation with Mary "ch...Chris!" I called
He turned towards me raising a brow "yes?"
"I...I wa..was talking t..to Mary today, s..she said you were already mm...married?" I said looking at my feet.
He clenched his jaw, glared at me, and said "it was not worth mentioning. if you will excuse me, I am spent. I am going to sleep." With that, he stormed out.
The next morning I got up early and got dressed in sleeveless floral midi. I put my long brown hairs down. I saw Mary already working on our breakfast "good morning dear" she greeted cheerfully. I smiled and returned greetings.
I heard footsteps behind, the goosebumps started showing in my hands due to proximity. As he settled down beside me, I can feel the heat of his stares.
"good morning Chris" Mary cheered.
"good morning Mary," Chris said without taking his eyes off my face. I shifted uncomfortably. as soon as Mary gave me my food, I started devouring it without caring about Chris. we ate in uncomfortable silence. after breakfast, I started heading towards my room, since Chris is at home today, I was planning to spend my day locked up into my room.
as I don't have any work today and I don't want to get bored, I decided to paint. it was one of my hobbies. I am not a Picasso type but still, I can paint well. my grandma is a fan of my paintings. most of my works are still hung on the walls of my grandparent's mansion.
I painted a devil-like creature with fangs coming out of his beautiful plump lips, his eyes were crystal blue and had a cold ruthless look on his face. as I stared at my work, I was surprised to discover that the devil in my painting looks similar to Chris. I was well aware of the fact that internally I was not expecting my life like the way it appears in the present. but sadly one never gets what one thinks of the future.
my phone rang pulling me out of the daze. it was Sammy. as soon as I pressed the green button, her voice boomed " Daisy, I want to meet you at our place, please come fast, I have news to share."
"Is everything okay?" I panicked listening to the urgency in her voice.
"just come " and then she hung up.
I immediately took my purse, didn't bother to change, and ran out. I called the cab and reached the cafe, we call our place. it's close to my parent's house, we call it our place since school time. I spotted Sammy who was sitting at the corner booth . as soon as she saw me coming, she gave me a quick hug.
"so what is it?" I asked her.
"dude, no, hi- hello?" she exclaimed
"I thought you wanted to share something important?" I rolled my eyes.
"oh yeah, actually I was just checking out some previous articles about your husband" she started looking for something into her handbag.
"you are stalking my husband?" I said incredulously
" umm.... not gonna deny that" she mumbled as she continued to search into her bag," yah, this is it... look" she gave a piece of paper.
I was stunned looking at the headline of the article
" new york's hotshot businessman, Christopher Davis's wife ran away with her lover".