Alex left me here in our room which was his original room. He told me to arrange my stuff. The room is very neat and manly. The grey, black, and white is all over the place. The room is fully carpeted and his bed is very huge. I walked towards the door on the left side and gently open it, it's actually leading to his huge walk-in closet. His clothes were perfectly hanged and arranged by type and color. In the first row were pants, then polos, different shades of suits. There are several drawers too. I opened it and I saw his neckties, handkerchiefs, and at the very bottom is his undergarments. I instantly shut it. I can only imagine him wearing only those things made me heat up. At the bottom of the cabinet where his clothes is a glass cabinet where his shoes are. In the middle of the room is a glass cabinet where his watches are located. I'm very amazed at how his room is organized.
The cabinet across his wardrobe is empty. I'm guessing that he asked the maids to clear it up for my things. I found boxes beside it and I know it is where my stuff is. I decided to arrange my stuff as well. After how few hours, my heart swells looking at our things together. It feels like were real husband and wife. I left our closet room very satisfied.
On the right side of his room has another two doors, one is towards a comfort room, the other one is his mini-office. There are lots of books there, I guess he's really a workaholic type of guy. I also arranged my toiletries in the CR then finally, I decided to take a shower. Maybe because I was a bit tired of cleaning up and arranging things, I fell asleep.
I was awakened up by the knocks on the door.
"Ma'am Leila, Ma'am Melisse would like to know if you want to join them at dinner."
It's already dark. I looked at the clock on the side table. s**t, it's already 9:00 pm. I frantically stood up.
"Y-yes, I'm coming. Thank you."
I run towards the bathroom to freshen up a bit. What if Alex has been waiting for me?! I have to be a good wife to make him fall in love with me again, but I overslept instead.
"Good evening mom and dad, I'm sorry I overslept."
I said before occupying a vacant seat. I'm very disappointed when I saw Alex's seat vacant.
"Ow, Alex called that he'll be late. He's very busy now. So let's eat first. Don't worry he'll be back later tonight."
Maybe Aunt Melisse noticed that I got disappointed not finding Alex on the table. I forced a smile, then we ate while chatting from time to time. I tried to focus on our conversation rather than wondering where Alex is. I got a bit sad because he was able to call Aunt Melisse but not his wife.
After dinner, I stayed in the living room. I'm going to wait for my husband. I'm reading a novel book while occasionally lacing at the clock on the wall. It's past 11 already but no Alex is here yet. After a few minutes more, I heard a car engine, it's Alex! I closed the book and run towards the door to greet him.
"Alex!"
He got off the car quite messy. His long sleeves were rolled up to his elbow. Two buttons of his polo were open. My forehead creased. He ignored me and walked past me. I smelled alcohol all over him. He's drunk. I go after him.
He climbed up the stairs quite unsteady. I tried to help him but he just shoved my hand. It hurts me. I've never felt this rejected.
He entered our room then started unbuttoning his shirt then removing his shoes and socks. After that he laid on the left corner of the bed. His arm over his eyes. After few more minutes, I heard his soft snores. He fell asleep just like that. Not caring if I'm around or what. It felt like I'm just a wind for him. He can't hear nor see. I wanted to broke down again. I turned off the light then turned on the lampshades to give us dim light. I silently sat on the opposite side of the bed. I looked him sleep peacefully. Tears slowly fell from my eyes. I lied next to him, while still looking at him. I'm tempted to touch his face, but I held myself. I don't want to disturb his sleep.
"I'm sorry love. I'll win you back I promise."
I silently whispered. I lightly kissed him on the forehead, then forced myself to sleep. He's very near to me, only inches away from me, but it feels so far.
The next morning, I'm on to my operation: Winning back my cold husband. I got up so early leaving Alex on the bed. He's still sleeping like a baby. I prepared his clothes to wear then gently put it on the couch. After that, I prepared breakfast, the maids were trying to stop me, but I told them that I want to prepare my husbands breakfast so they let me. His parents were at the farmhouse, they seem to enjoy the little sanctuary there. It only means that, I'll have more alone time with Alex.
After cooking, I set the table while the maids were very happy watching me. I'm almost done preparing when I saw Alex walking down the stair wearing different set of clothes. My heart was crushed again. But I cannot give up just yet. It's just clothes.
"Alex, let's have breakfast first."
I said energetically, trying to disregard his distant look.
"I'll eat in the office. I have a lot of works to do." he said coldly then walked towards his car. I followed him. He put his back at the backseat.
"Do you want me to pack something for you. So you don't need to order."
"You don't have to, I'm in a hurry, Leila." He walked past me then walked towards the driver's seat.
"How about dinner? I'll cook for us!"
He stopped while opening the car's door.
"You don't have to act like my naggy wife really. I'm starting to regret marrying you."
He then slammed the door, then drove away. I just followed his car with my sad stare.
*****
The next morning I prepared his clothes then his breakfast. As usual, he preferred to wear a different set of clothes. He's about to leave me again without even saying anything when I called him.
"Can you join me for breakfast? Please. I have to tell you something."
It took him few minutes before finally sitting in the dining area. He picked the cup of coffee then started eating.
"What is it?" He asked then picked up the newspaper beside him then read it.
"I-I wanted to go back to work now."
That caught his attention, for the first time, he looked at me but with a creased forehead. He surely didn't like what I said.
"You know, I'll never let you go back to Manila."
"N-no. I won't. You know that dad, gave me the management work on our companies, it's been a while since I haven't gone there, I was thinking to go back there."
He was silent for a moment.
"Sure. But I'll give you a driver."
He then picked up his phone to call someone.
"Don't bother. I can take care of myself."
"Then you'll stay here. That's the only option I'm giving you."
He said with finality. I was left with no choice but to agree.
After he left, I prepared myself to go to work. I have lots of things to do there. True to his words, a driver was waiting for me outside. The driver drops me off in front of our building then said that he'll be waiting for me as instructed by Alex. I just nod. What's important is he allowed me to work now.
I was so busy the whole morning that I didn't notice the time. It's past 12 now. Since Alex's office is near our building, I decided to buy take-out food from the nearest restaurant. The driver took me to his office. I'm quite confident that he can't say no to me since there are other people here. I smiled at my sly idea.
"Hi, is Alex in?"
I asked his secretary outside smiling.
"M-ma'am Leila!"
She seems very surprised seeing me. Maybe because this is the first time that I visited Alex after our wedding.
"Is he inside?" I asked again.
"Y-yes but he's having his lunch."
"No worries, we'll eat together."
I walked towards the door but she blocked my way. I'm more than confused now.
"Let me phone him first M-ma'am."
What the hell?! I can't even surprise my husband now? My intuition is sending me a negative vibe.
"If you'll phone him, this won't be a surprise anymore. Don't worry I'll take care of him."
I gave her a forced smile before finally opening the door.