Taming My Arrogant Husband novel Chapter 54

"Do you know what I wanted to be when I was young?"

I furrowed my eyebrows as he suddenly brought up such question. His eyes were filled with unreadable emotions that I had never seen before. 

"I wanted to be an engineer. I wanted to build houses, buildings, tall and huge buildings, schools, bridges and every structure you see around you. That was really my dream then." He sighed and gave me a sad smile. 

"If so, why didn't you pursue your dream?"

"Because I took business."

He stopped and looked at the buildings located near the beach. They had lights that seemed to dance and glimmer in the vast, noisy and non-sleeping city of Los Angeles. And as if showing and reminding him of his childhood dream. 

"I am the eldest child, and although I have become the youngest, I am sure that I will still take care of the company, since I am the man between us."

"Does your sister knows about it?" I asked, also looking at the huge buildings he was looking at, which seemed to talk and compete which of them is the highest and which is not. 

"I think so." He shrugged. "So even though I wanted to be an engineer back then, I had no choice but to take a business course because that was what my parents wanted for me."

A sad smile crept on my lips as I heard the word 'parents. 

"But you're still lucky because you have parents while growing up. You also have Nanay Emily and Tatay Berto." I sighed and uttered the next words silently... -'Unlike me.'-

"Well, you had a point there." He smiled. "Let's go."

"Where are you taking me?"

"Relax, we will get there."

We continued to walk until we reached a small cabin. At first, I thought it was just an ordinary cabin with one room and a small sitting area inside, but my mouth hung open the moment he turned on the lights. 

It was a fully furnished modern house inside, with a complete set of furniture, a mini kitchen, two bedrooms, and a secret underground room. 

"Whoa! This place is nice and cosy."

"I have something to show you." Then he took my hand again as he pulled me towards the kitchen. 

"Where are we going?"

He suddenly stopped and to my surprise, he gave me a peck on my lips. 

"From now on, I will also kiss you when you ask me again that question." He said grinning and opened the small door we found in the back of the house. 

"Are you sure you're not sick?" I asked rolling my eyes. 

"I'm not sick, sweetheart, because you were my best nurse."

"Really? Then what happened to Daniel Kelley I met a few months ago?"

"Don't worry, he's still here and I'm going to show you the real Daniel later."

Why do I feel like he meant something else? 

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"This is my favorite place when I was in college, when I wanted to be alone and when I was stressed thinking about how I will manage the company. And there's only one person who knew about this, and that is Rian."

"How about your parents?"

"No, they didn't know about this."

"Until now?"

He nodded. 

"Then why did you bring me here? Why do you want to show me your secret room?"

"Because you're part of my life now, you're my wife."

I gulped upon hearing those words. And thank God, he didn't notice my reaction as turned around to find the switch. 

I was shocked when he opened the lights and many oil paintings of different sizes came to my sight. 

"Wow! They are so beautiful and they seem real." I said in awe as I walked towards the painting of a mother drying her daughter's tears. "Who painted them all?"

I felt him stood behind me. 

"I was the one who pointed them."

My head snapped at him. "Really?"

"Yup, it was my hobby since I was in high school, but as I told you, I can't even pursue painting because of our business."

"Have you tried to talk to your parents about this?"

"No. If they don't want me to study Engineering, what else of painting?" He sighed and picked up the painting of a father dancing with his daughter and he gave it to me.

"Is this Rian?"

"Yes, it was when he married to Alex. I just copied that on one of their wedding pictures."

"You're good at painting. I wish I also have that talent." I smiled as I glanced at him, then turned to the first painting I saw earlier. 

"But you were also good is some aspects, like dancing and singing."

I ignored him as I started at the piece of art in front of me. It was just a painting but it brought so many emotions inside me. I raised my hand to touch the mother's face in the picture. 

"How does it feel about having a mother on your side while growing up?" I asked, tracing my fingers on the painting. 

I haven't received any reply from him, he has just mentioned my name in which I don't understand why. 

"Sophia..."

"I didn't experience that as I was growing up because my mom left us when I was young, when I was only 10 years old."

I don't know why I suddenly felt like I was ready to tell him about my mother. 

I sighed and shook my head as I continued. Maybe there's nothing wrong with sharing with him a little information about my childhood as he shared his childhood dream with me, and this place where he only trusted me and his sister, Rian, to know about it.