Chapter 2
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Chapter 2
Cassandra’s POV
I woke up the next morning with my eyes swollen because I cried all through the night, what exactly did I do wrong? I did my duty very well as his wife and I never disobeyed his orders. Why would he do this to me on our wedding anniversary night? Why? I walked slowly to the bedroom that was when I realized he never came home last night.
I returned to the dining room and everything was left untouched, all my effort was put to waste because he was with another lady last night.
I got so emotional and destroyed everything I prepared for him, how could he cheat on me when I did nothing wrong?
A text message popped up on my phone from my husband. I opened it and it said, “I will be home in thirty minutes, get ready so we can visit my elder brother's grave, see you soon.” I laughed like a crazy lady with tears leaving my eyes so this is what I got after what he did to me last night, not even an apology?
I needed to get a hold of myself and not ask him the questions through text, I just replied, “Okay I will be ready before you get here.”
I had to quickly clean up the mess I created and keep the watch I bought for him inside, he didn’t deserve any gifts from me.
I got all ready before he came in and he didn’t even spend time, he just walked to the room to pick up a few things and he said to me, “Let’s get going.” He maintained a straight face and if she hadn’t called me with his phone last night, I would have bet a huge amount of money that Dylan was impeccable, he is like a man who is void of all emotions.
We entered the car and the driver drove off. There was a dead silence between us. I expected him to start a conversation with me, at least an explanation or an apology about last night.
“You didn’t come home last night.” I finally asked the question.
“Something urgent came up and I had to attend to it.”
“And who were you with?” I asked again.
“Why are you interrogating me all of a sudden, I already told you something urgent came up.”
“I guess the lady that called me with your phone last night was so important.”
“Can you stop being so delusional? Don’t ruin my mood, at least respect my dead brother.” He ended the conversation and I just don’t get it at all. Why do I feel guilty when he should be feeling guilty for abandoning his wife last night on our wedding anniversary and being with some lady? Now I am being delusional. I looked at him again and his eyes were dead cold. I thought we were both heading somewhere in our marriage. Why do I feel like we are restarting all over again? Is there an invisible wall between us? What exactly is the barrier that is stopping him from seeing how much I really love him and how desperate I am for things to work out fine between us. I know he is everyone's dream man because he is so good looking like a demi-god and his smile takes my breath away because they are so contagious.
We arrived at the garden where his elder brother Rufus was buried. According to Grandma Filo, she said her elder grandson loves it here so much and that’s why they buried him there.
I stayed with Grandma who cried all over again, she missed him so much and I guess he must be cool headed, unlike Dylan who is as cold as ice.
“Grandma, you need to stop crying so you don’t get sick.” I tried to comfort her in the process and it worked a bit because I made her laugh.
I noticed Dylan was on a phone call and when our eyes met with each other, he just looked the other way and continued with his car. What exactly was wrong with him? Why is he giving me a cold shoulder?
I talked with Grandma and we had a meal together as she shared so many stories as usual about her dead grandson.
Immediately I got a text message from my friend Isabella and it was news about my husband being seen with a lady in a bar and they went into the hotel together, my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets but I had to refrain from letting my emotions get the best of me. I really don’t want Grandma's health to be disturbed so I excused myself when some of her friends came to pay respect, they had a great conversation so I used the opportunity to have a word with Dylan.
“Can I have a word with you?” I asked politely.
“Sure, what is it?” He asked not looking in my direction.
“Last night was our anniversary and you weren’t home after giving me your words, may I know why?”
“I already told you something came up so why this again?”
“Dylan, it was our wedding anniversary, doesn’t it mean anything to you?”
“Enough of this conversation, don’t make me repeat myself.”
“You think that’s the only reason I am like this?”
“Then cut to the chase, you know I am not the type that engages in irrelevant conversation.” Did he just call everything irrelevant, why is he hurting me this way? I showed him the news and expected to see him explaining and apologizing so our peace could be restored, instead, he did otherwise which made me sad the most.
“I will make some phone calls and the news will be cleared off.”
“Really? That’s the only thing you have to say to your wife? Who is she?”
“Have you forgotten all of a sudden that this between us is a facade? Remember what we agreed, I won’t interfere with your personal life, and in return I expect the same, whoever I am with is none of your business do you understand?”
“Fine.”
“And stop acting to be the good one, I wonder what else you have planned up on your sleeve or what else you are hiding, just know this truth, we both gained from this marriage, excuse me.” He walked away and my jaw dropped. What is he talking about? I am lost here, I am the victim here and not him, now he thinks I am hiding things from him? What on earth happ
ened to the sweet Dylan I know?
TBC.
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