Daniel's POV:
I couldn't help but smile every time I remembered the events of these past days between me and Sophia. There has been progress on what we have so far.
We have just finished our board meeting this morning and my next meeting will be around 11 am, so I still have time to call her. I check the time on my wristwatch and it's only 9:00 o'clock in the morning. I'm sure she's still in bed at this moment.
She picked up the call after the first ring.
"Hello, Mr. Kelle----I mean, Mr. husband."
I chuckled when she immediately changed what she was about to call me. I remembered she told me she wouldn't call me again Mr. Kelley or even my name, but Mr. husband instead.
"Good morning, sweetheart."
"Good morning, Mr. husband."
I can't contain the smile that creeping to my face whenever she calls me that.
"Have you eaten the breakfast I prepared for you this morning?"
"Ahm... I hadn't eaten it yet, but I brought it here to the studio and I'm actually going to eat it now."
"You're already at the studio?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows. "But it's still early, I thought your call time is around 10 am.?"
"Yeah, it was supposed to be 10 am, but I received a call from one of our clients and they changed the schedule to 9 am."
"And you just agreed to them? They should change the schedule in advance and not----"
"Hey, it's okay! They just have a competition this coming week, so their training is in full swing, and we still have two sessions this afternoon."
"You still have two seasons? Don't you feel tired of it?"
"Well, I'm used to it and it's a part of being a dance instructor."
"Okay." I sighed. "I'll pick you up later."
"It's okay, you don't need to do that---"
"No, I mean it. I'm going to pick you up at 4 o'clock."
"Hmmp! Fine."
Then we both fell into silence.
"Sophia.."
"Hmm?"
"Ahm... " I tapped my forehead as I suddenly lost of words. "Be careful not to have bruises."
"Ohh... Okay." She paused. "Do have anything else to say, Mr. husband?"
"No, that's all. I'll pick you up at 4 pm."
"Yeah, I got it."
Then we became silent again.
"Aren't you going to hang up?" I heard her ask after a few seconds.
"You hang up first."
"No, you hang up first." she insisted.
"It's okay, you hang up ----" (tot...tot...tot...) I just looked at my phone after hearing the beep, and then sighed. She hung up.
"Since when does it become so difficult to hang up the phone first?"
I almost dropped the phone when Andrew suddenly speaks near my ear. I didn't notice that he entered my office.
"What the fuck, Andrew?" I asked, glaring at him.
"What? What did I do?" He was standing next to me, grinning.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"I'm here because I'm working for you as your personal assistant."
I didn't utter a word but I narrowed my eyes on him.
"Ohh, I'm just kidding, Sir. I just have to give you these reports from the marketing department." He said putting the three blue folders on my desk. He's biting his lips, so I know he's just controlling his laugh.
"Don't you know how to knock?" I asked, fixing my tie and put my phone inside my pocket.
But I glanced up at him, frowning when he suddenly burst out laughing.
"Believe me, Sir, I did more than five times. But when I didn't hear anything from you inside, I just decided to enter your office. And then I found out that the reason why you're not responding was because you're busy."
He smirked as he took a seat in front of me.
"You're busy talking to your 'sweetheart'."
And he emphasised the word sweetheart.
"I was just checking on her." I said avoiding his gaze. I took the first folder and scanned the files, even though my attention wasn't really there.
"Ohh... you were just checking on her." He repeated, nodding. "I heard you cooked breakfast for her."
I know it was not a question, it was just a confirmation.
"Yes." I answered shortly.
"Whoah! I can't believe that the CEO of an international company cooks for his 'sweetheart! Tsk.tsk.tsk. I knew it! It's probably a symptom!"
I raised my eyebrow as I glanced back at him.
"Symptom?"
"It's a symptom that you're in love! You're in love with your wife!"
I was speechless for a few seconds before I form words again.
"Tss! What are you talking about?"
"Tsk.tsk.tsk. You've changed, dude! As I remember, you don't want to call her before, you don't want to see her, and you don't even want to hear anything about her, but look at what love has changed you!
"Tss! You're talking nonsense, Andrew." I said giving him a dry smile.
"Ohh...okay, keep on denying!"
"You don't know what you're talking about, so shut up!"
He smirked, shaking his head as he stood. I thought he's finally going out but to my surprise, he put his hand on my desk as he leaned forward and looked straight at me.
"Yeah, you're right, my friend. Maybe I really don't know what I'm talking about, but I'm sure you knew...bang!"
I was slightly surprised when he shot me with his finger as if it were a real gun. Then he laughed, clutching his stomach.
"You better get back to your work or I swear to kill you in a few seconds from now!" I said, gritting my teeth.
"Oops! That's what I am about to say next. Good day, Sir."
He literally bowed in front of me before walking towards the door...'singing'.
"This thing called love, I just can't handle it... this thing called love, I must get around to it... I ain't ready, crazy little thing called love."
"Tss!" that's the only word I muttered the moment he closed the door.
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Sophia's POV:
"Aren't you going to hang up?" I asked after a few seconds of being in silence.
I smiled as I thought neither of us wanted to end the call.
"You hang up first."
"No, you hang up first." I insisted.
"It's okay, you hang up ----" (tot...tot...tot...)
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