hapter 10
It was surprising when I read the news about Fiona dating Emily’s ex. I thought I would be angry to read such news, but I felt nothing. The only thing I felt was worry about Emily. Did the news hurt her? Was she still in love with himt The way she looked at him when he saw us together revealed how much she loved him. I was starting to question if I ever loved or even liked Fiona in the first place. I was beginning to doubt everything Fiona had ever said to be after living with Emily for four months
Not once had I seen a glimpse of the girl Fiona described for me. Emily thought that I wasn’t paying any attention to her, but I was actually watching her. I wanted to see the spoilt brat who did not care about anyone but herself, but all I saw was the complete opposite. She was down to earth, helpful, and hardworking, I asked her superior at work about her performance and he said that he was glad to have someone like her in his department.
I expected her to spend at least twenty or thirty thousand dollars when I gave her my credit card, but the barely spent five thousand dollars. She even asked me if the amount she spent was okay or not after coming back and offered to pay me back some of the money she spent if it was over the budget I had in mind.
This woman surely didn’t know how beautiful she was. She had the ability to render me speechless with her effortless beauty. The Emerald green dress she had on seemed to be made for her. She ruined the design for any other woman who might buy the dress.
I wanted to tell her that she looked amazing. I wanted to boost her self–confidence, but my tongue was tied. I couldn’t say a a single thing to her. It was rather surprising to me when I found myself asking her to make breakfast for me whenever she prepared it for herself. I was also surprised when she offered to treat my injuries. I thought she would totally ignore me because of my ill–treatment of her, but she proved to be nicer than me.
“Are you ready?” I asked her and she nodded.
“Wait,” she said when I was about to walk. She approached me and her delicate hands reached for my tie. Being that close to her was dangerous. She didn’t know what she was doing to me or how she made my heanbeats race. “Now, it’s all good. It was a bit crooked.” She smiled at me.
“Thank you,” I mumbled, and we both headed towards my car.
Thirty minutes later, we made it to the restaurant in time. Once we reached our table, all eyes turned towards us.
“Emily Harolds! Is that you!?” Roman Belford exclaimed upon seeing my wife.
“Roman” My wife said excitedly,
How did he know her! He got up from his place and pulled her into a hug. It took everything
ng in me to not pull her back. Why was he calling her Harolds? She was a Kensington.
“It’s been what! Two years!” he said as he finally pulled back.
“I think more. Almost three probably,” she replied with a huge smile on her face. Was that her genuine smile? She had a captivating one. She lud never smiled at me like that. But I had never given her a reason to give me one of those smiles
Why did I even care?
“How do you know each other?” I asked, wrapping my arm around her waist. He had to know that she was my wife,
“We had some classes together. Had it not been for her, I wouldn’t have passed. She is a lifesaver,” Roman said as we all headed to our seats.
“Don’t exaggerate. I barely did anything” Emily said, smiling at him. She needed to stop smiling at him like that.
“Oh really” Okay, let’s make the others decide. Guys, my professor asked her to tutor me because I was falling behind after my mum’s death. Her notes were perfect, and she made the most complicated subject simple. Do you guys think I’m exaggerating when I call her a lifesaver?” I looked at her and saw her cheeks red
“You were start. You made my job rasy,” she assured him
“If that’s the case, he’s not exaggerating at all. I wish I had somebody who would have made college life easier for me, Timothy Black, a well–known architect, commented withinchable.
“I wish I had somebody who would have made accounting easier for me,” Timothy’s date said.
“I didn’t know she was the girl you married. I wasn’t in the US during your wedding,” Roman addressed me.
“We surely missed you at the wedding You’d have probably shown off your dance moves” My wife let out a light laugh, and I had to fight the anger that threatened to pour out of me. I was supposed to discuss a new partnership with him tonight, but maybe that wasn’t necessary. My company didn’t need his partnership that much.
“Have you started working on the brand you want to laundi?” I frowned at his question. What brand was he talking about? Did Emily want to
launch a brandr
“Not yet,” she replied.
Chapter 10
I wanted to ask her about that, but I didn’t want to ask in front of all of those people. I didn’t want them to see the uninvolved husband I was..
“A brand for what?” one of the women asked her.
I silently thanked her for her curiosity.
“Clothing brand. I studied fashion designing,” Emily replied. Then why was she working in the company if she wanted to establish a brand for
herself
“My sister still has the dress you designed for her. She wore it to a family gathering once and everybody wanted to know where she got it from.” My wife blushed at what Roman said. I wanted to see her designs too. I wanted to see that talent that he was talking so passionately about
“Maybe Julian could fund that project. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind supporting his wife,” Andrew Johanson said. I knew that man well. He was a good man and did not have any ill intentions. Nobody knew the truth about our marriage.
“He did offer, but I refused. I didn’t know why she liked jumping to my rescue. “I want to establish my brand without any help, so when he offered, I refused. He’s very supportive of me and has always been up–to–date with my designs.”
The way she always had my back had me amazed. I wanted her to be bad in any way I wanted to hate her, but she didn’t give me a single reason to do so. She was everything any sane man would want. Despite all of that, she wasn’t what I wanted. She wasn’t the woman of my choice and that was what stood between us. I was starting to think that I didn’t care much about marrying her instead of Fiona, but what had my blood boiling was that I didn’t get to choose my own wife.
“Don’t let the girl suffer for long. Try to convince her to accept your help, Andrew told me.
“All she needs is to say the word and I will immediately give her whatever she wants.” For some reason, I wasn’t just saying that. If she asked me for help. I would help her out.
For the rest of the dinner, we discussed some projects and socialized for a bit. Emily was the perfect wife any businessman would wish for. She knew what to say and when. She was smart, elegant and articulate. Maybe if I had met Emily under different circumstances I would have fallen for
“For coming with me. For making everybody think that our marriage is real and I’m a supportive husband.” I took a glance at her, and our eyes met for a second. I was in love with the shade of green that made her eyes special. They were jade–green, and her eyelashes were black and thick. She didn’t need makeup to make her eyes stand out because they already did.
“Huh?” She looked at me with confusion.
“Why are you good to me? You could have easily told them tonight that I knew nothing about your designs, but you didn’t. Why? That question was driving me crazy. I thought she was going to make my life a living hell. In some way, she was doing that but in an unexpected way.
“Why won’t I be good to you! Why would I make our lives harder than they already are? Why would I tell them anything about our personal lives? There is nothing to gain in doing that. In fact, I would be bringing us trouble that we don’t need. I’m not your enemy, Julian. I don’t want to cause you any harm and believe it or not, I love to live in peace away from the press and media, she spoke
All I could do was nod because there was nothing I could say to her.
When I went to my bedroom after finishing a phone call I had to make, I realized that she had forgotten her bracelet with me. Its lock broke during our dinner, and I put it in my pocket.
I took off my jacket and took the bracelet with me as I headed towards her room to give it to her.
I knocked on her door and waited for her permission to get in. Instead, she opened the door for me. She was in some little pink shorts and a white top. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail and her face was already makeup free. She had freckles on her nose and cheeks, making her look adorable
“Julian” Her voice made me realize I had been staring at her. I didn’t understand what was happening to me tonight.
“Sorry” I shook my head as I extended my hand towards me. “You forgot your bracelet with me.”
“Oh, thank you,” she said, taking it from e
“Why did you have to be beautiful?” The words got out before I had the chance to stop them, making her eyes go wide for a second. How did I say that out loud! What was I thinking”
“W–what?” she stuttered as her bracelet slipped from her hand.
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