Angel walked after Dave into their bedroom, suddenly afraid of her husband. Dave was a complete stranger to her, as if he wasn't himself. Angel doesn't know why, but she feels uncomfortable with Dave, who is now her husband.
“Why are you mad at me, Dave?” Angel ventured to ask, trying to be gentle with her husband. Didn't Dave say that he really liked Angel's tenderness?
However, Dave remained cold, completely untouched by Angel's tenderness. He just looked at Angel with disdain. “What husband doesn't get angry when his wife visits another man on the first day after they get married, as if you can't bear to rush into the man's arms?”
Angel's face paled at Dave's accusation, but she tried to defend herself. “You're the one who left me to work on the first day of our wedding! I'm confused and don't know what to do. Besides, I wasn't there to see Jim; I wanted to see my greenhouse.”
“What an excuse!” Dave looked at Angel condescendingly. “From the start I suspected there was something more between you guys… and don't try to throw the blame on me for going to work! Who do you think I work for? Isn't it to support my wife? You also receive the benefits of a luxurious house, expensive clothes and delicious food that will always be provided for you. So I hope you appreciate it and don't be a whiny girl just because I go to work.”
Dave's harsh words once again had made Angel's heart sliced. She took a step back, away from her husband, staring at him in disbelief.
“Dave?” her voice trembled. “What's really going on?” she asked quietly, holding back her feeling.
Dave didn't seem touched by Angel's expression. He looked at her coldly. “No, nothing. It's just that I suddenly regretted my stupid decision to marry a low-class village woman who was ungrateful and instead was busy having an affair with another man.” Dave's eyes looked cruel at her. “And I think I'm too sick to sleep in the same room with you. Get out of my room and sleep in one of the empty rooms in this house. Wherever it is, look for the one farthest from my room.”
“Dave?” this time Angel couldn't hold back her tears, she felt very confused.
Dave stepped to the door. Before leaving, he turned his head coldly. “I'm going out and I hope when I get home you're smart enough to get all your stuff out of this room.”
Angel didn't know what to do. It was her first day of marriage and Dave had treated her so cruelly.
What's really wrong with Dave? What was Angel's fault that Dave was so rude and at the same time had the heart to her? Angel's mind was deep in thought, but she couldn't find any answer.
Even after the wedding, before Angel entered the room, Dave was still gentle with her. At that time, he hugged her tenderly in their wedding dance while whispering how happy he was when he finally has to marry Angel.
While wiping her tears, Angel packed her clothes. She really didn't want to do it; being kicked out like this from her husband's room and humiliated by being told to pack her own clothes and move. However, her pride required her to do so. She didn't want that when Dave came home and found her still in this room, then he would humiliate her even more.
What should she do? Her conscience screamed, begging herself to run away from this house, back into the comfort of her greenhouse. However, Angel is an adult woman, not a teenager anymore who can run away if she finds a problem that she can't afford to face.
Angel should be able to talk to Dave and straighten things out. Maybe Dave is jealous and misunderstood her relationship with Jim? Angel would explain that Jim was gay and Dave didn't have to worry about her relationship with Jim, once the opportunity arose.
***
Dave entered the mansion, which was located in a calm and quiet suburb. Suddenly a servant opened the door for him and bowed respectfully.
Dave looking at her calmly. “How is she?”
“Miss Daisy is very well now, sir. She was even able to take her medicine without a fight as usual.”
“Does she want to eat?” Dave asked anxiously, because he knew very well, Daisy would often scream for him and wouldn't eat. She would throw her food in all directions and throw a tantrum. The only one who could calm her down was Dave. Daisy mostly only wants to eat when fed by Dave.
The servant nodded her head excitedly. “She is very calm today. She drank her medicine obediently and then was about to eat her soup and rice when the maid fed her.”
That's great, Dave thought. With hasty steps, he stepped up the stairs to the top floor, to the room at the end, with a beautiful view of the green garden. Dave opened the door carefully. The room was dim as usual; Daisy's favorite mood.
Though it didn't really make any difference to her, Dave thought sadly.
Daisy was sitting in her wheelchair as usual, staring pensively at the balcony view. It was getting dark, but did Daisy feel the difference? Dave sometimes wondered when he always found Daisy sitting pensively overlooking the view on the balcony, as if she were enjoying the view. Even though Dave knew very well that there was no sight that Daisy could enjoy with her blind eyes.
Dave gently squeezed Daisy's shoulder and stood behind her. “Hi, sweetie, the maid said you were very good today. I'm proud of you.”
A smile appeared on Daisy's lips when she felt Dave's presence.
“Dave?” she whispered weakly. Her fingers gently squeezing Dave's hand on her shoulder. “Miss you.”
“I miss you too, Daisy, so much, but you know sometimes I have to go, don't you? To make our life better?” Dave gently turned and knelt in front of her wheelchair. “I'm glad you behaved well today, didn't break anything and trouble the maids. You make me very proud.”
There was a glimmer of happiness in Daisy's eyes as she looked down at Dave who was kneeling beneath her. “I love to make you proud,” she whispered weakly.
Dave looked at Daisy with love and compassion. Daisy was a very beautiful woman, once. Now she was so frail and thin, looking so weak that Dave felt that if he mishandled her, she might fall to pieces.
As usual, Dave rested his head on Daisy's lap, letting her rub his head, giving him a glimmer of peace. Dave closed his eyes.
The time was drawing near… the moment he had been waiting for had arrived.
***
Angel moved to the guest room at the end of the hall, embarrassed, because all the servants seemed shocked by her move. However, Angel took courage, saying that this was her decision as an inviolable hostess. Angel has never been a hostess in her entire life, but it turns out that being Dave's wife has its advantages too in this house, because all the maids and servants were afraid and bowed down to her without daring to refute her.The room was as beautiful as the others in the house were and Angel arranged her few clothes in the enormous wardrobe. After that, she sat hesitantly and waited for Dave to come home.In her heart she wondered, was her decision to follow Dave's orders by moving out of the main room the right one? Or does this just make things worse? Should Angel just stay in the room and force Dave to explain everything to her?However, she couldn't bear to accept his humiliation and rude attitude towards her.Maybe this is the right decision.
“What?” Jim almost screamed on the other end when he heard Angel's whole story being said while holding back her tears. “What's going on in Dave's brain?”Angel took a deep breath. “I just don't know why he's acting like that, Jim. He really has changed, unlike the one we know him to be. He… I'm almost certain that he… hates me.”“Hate you?” Jim sighed softly. Angel could almost imagine the man shaking his head on the other side. “I really can't imagine that he hates you, Angel. His gentle demeanor, his kindness, his loving gaze on you at that time, everything seemed sincere.” Jim's voice turned concerned. “Are you okay, Angel? Should I pick you up?”“No need, Jim!” Angel exclaimed quickly. “At first I thought that Dave was jealous of you, of us.”“That's ridiculous! You should have told him that I—”“Well, he didn't
Jim was waiting. Although looking relaxed, the man was tense and looked very worried about Angel.“How are you?” Jim pulled out a chair for Angel to sit on, something he had never done before.“I'm fine.” Angel smiled, trying to be strong.“But my feelings don't,” she continued hoarsely.Jim looked at her and furrowed his brows. “You've only been married two days and Dave is already acting like this. If this is the case, then I will ask his motivation for marrying you.” Jim looked at her carefully. “Is it possible he is trying to trap you in this marriage, Angel?”“Trap me?” Angel looked at Jim confusedly. “But why? For what reason?”“I do not know.” Jim shrugged his shoulders. “At first I was suspicious of Dave's attitude, which approached you so intensely and quickly, even then proposed to you even though your relationship was just as old
Dave had a dream that night, the same dream that haunted him repeatedly, hurting him. He dreamed of screaming to prevent it, but it was too late. He screamed at Daisy who was lying covered in blood; the blood was so much that it filled his hands, coming from Daisy's head. Moreover, when then the blood grew more and more; Dave realized that he had no hope, that he had lost it all. The ending of her dreams is always the same, filled with sorrow and a painful void. In a panic, Dave stuttered, snatched from his slumbering dream. His body was sweating and he was panting for breath. That dream that always haunted his nights and tormented him. If only he had realized Daisy's strange behavior, if only he could guess and pay a little attention to Daisy to know what was going through her mind. If only…. Dave sighed loudly, humans can only speculate when they are filled with deep regret. Like last night. Dave's heart throbbed. He had snatched his
“You have to leave Dave.”That morning Jim called her. Last night he called her many times, but Angel was too busy crying in pain and could not pick up. Now Angel had calmed down, determined to face it all. This risk she has to take; she married Dave on her own decision, because she was deceived by his sweet attitude and fake love. Now she is trapped in his hatred for some reason. Moreover, she does not want to involve anyone and hurt the people she cares.“I can handle it, Jim.”“But he was so rude yesterday, tugging on your arm like that!” Jim sounded furious. “I would never be that rude to any woman.”Angel took a deep breath. Her eyes filled with tears. Suddenly she missed her peaceful life, when she could enjoy a quiet day behind the green color and the beauty of the flowers in her glass house. Now, Angel does not even dare to visit her greenhouse.“I'll try to find an explanation for all o
Dave's memory drifted to his past memories. Almost seven years ago, when he was only twenty-five and so was Daisy.Daisy was his twin sister; they were not identical twins that are why they were of the opposite sex, and not so much alike. However, they both receive the gift of the physical advantages of their parents. Dave is so handsome and Daisy is so beautiful.Dave of course really loves his sister; his sister is the only one in his family that he really cares. As for their parents, it could be said that their parents' relationship had been broken for a long time; they maintained the marriage only for the sake of status in front of people.Their mother was very busy with various kinds of business as the wife of a wealthy official. Especially their father; the man always comes home every day, but is almost never close to his wife and children, as if there is a barrier that prevents his love for his children.Dave was a man and he was tough. He was used
Dave froze even though his whole being was like being struck by lightning. Are they not their father's children? How could that be? Is his mother having an affair with another man?Nevertheless, the results of the investigation gave Dave an answer as why his father did not seem to care about them, why his father did not have the slightest love for them. It turned out to be because of this, because they were not their father's biological children, and because they somehow seemed to symbolize their father's betrayal, the betrayal of his unloved wife.Then of course, it was natural for their father that he would devote all his attention to Angel, that girl, his flesh and blood, his biological child from the woman Dave was sure he loved very much.“Did you say this to Daisy too?”The investigator looked at Dave regretfully. “Of course I did. Again, I'm just doing what I have to do.”No wonder Daisy was devastated by it. She had
“You can't see Jim again and you can't run the greenhouse anymore.” Dave went straight to Angel that night in his room, as usual came in without permission and was arrogant.For Dave, this is one of his revenge plans, holding Angel from all his passions. He knew she loved her greenhouse very much, and not being able to take care of her greenhouse would be very painful for her.Angel looked up, looked at Dave tiredly. He suddenly noticed that she looked paler and looked sick. His heart throbbed, but then he immediately brushed off any feelings that had arisen. There must be no mercy, if he wants his goal to be achieved, he must be able to be cruel.“Why can’t I?” Angel asked then.Dave raised an eyebrow. “You have no right to ask. I am your husband, whatever my decision you must follow it.”What kind of husband treats his wife like this? Unknowingly Angel grimaced.“Did you do it on pur