Amelia hadn't said a word as they ate breakfast and that was so unlike her. She wasn't the type to remain quiet, especially during breakfast. Amelia in her nature wouldn't let him hear the end of it about how her day went."Why are you staring at me?" she asked, dropping her spoon on her plate."You are not talking""You want me to talk while eating?""Not really," he shrugged. "It's just unlike you to care about manners""Well," she hit her fork on her plate continuously. "I just feel bored lately. I'm tired of going to only Wendy's place""You don't have any other friends?""Peter," she said and watched the way his face changed. It was obvious he didn't have any form of likeness for Peter. Probably because she kissed him or it was something else entirely."I don't have any other friends""How did you meet both of them?""At the orphanage" There was silence for a while before Xavier finally spoke. "Tell me about yourself"Amelia was taken aback by that statement. This was the first t
Martin woke up to Erica drawing circles on his chest. He looked at her briefly before peeling his eyes off her. It was only a miracle that he didn't get a hangover from the excess drink he had yesterday night."Send me your details. I'll send you your pay" he said thinking she would leave after hearing that, but instead, he heard her chuckle."You think I am a whore, don't you?". She sat up. "Anyway all this was to get your attention" she slipped off the bed and began searching for her clothes while Martin scanned her naked body from top to bottom. It was no doubt he wanted her, but he didn't do anything regarding that aspect."What do you mean by getting my attention?""You know Xavier Garcia right?""Who doesn't?""That sounds too plain for someone who once dated him.. what changed?" He stared at them with narrowed eyes."How did you know that?""When I want something, I become relentless""So you found out I dated Xavier. What are you going to do with that information?""I need yo
As she placed the last of her clothes in her box, she wiped the tears from her eyes. Inwardly, she concluded she wasn't supposed to be crying. The marriage was fake and this was bound to happen. No wonder she had a feeling that Xavier didn't genuinely have feelings for her. Or maybe she shouldn't have made him so vulnerable.She took a last glance at the room. She was about to leave, but she stopped and sprayed her perfume all over the room so that if Xavier at all entered the room, he would miss her by the scent of her Cologne. That was stupid, but she was so in love with Xavier to leave without doing something.Tears gathered in her eyes, but she didn't let them fall. She was going to face Xavier and she didn't want to look miserable.She left the room and got downstairs. She didn't expect Xavier to be home, but he was, sitting on his favorite couch with his eyes transfixed on the phone.Amelia wanted to speak, but she was too broken to look at him. She rolled her box to the door. T
Xavier looked at himself in the mirror as he buttoned his shirt. He had depreciated a lot during these last few days. His eyes looked dull and his skin looked pale. After exhaling deeply, he grabbed his briefcase and his phone from the table. He was about to leave, but there was a beep on his phone and he stopped to check.Lucas forwarded a video to him and it was Amelia's video. He hesitated for a while, but he eventually opened the video and watched it After watching it, he didn't know how to feel anymore. He was confused. He had thought he was doing better during the last few days, but after watching that video he realized his feelings for her were still as fresh as they had always been.What was he thinking when he let her go? She would never forgive him for what he did. He missed her. He missed her so badly. The thought of him living without her was a mistake. He shouldn't have thought that way in the first place.No, it had to end now. He was going to get her back even if he die
"so you are not going back to him?" Peter asked Amelia who sat beside him at the boulevard. "I don't know" she shrugged. He came back, but I didn't let his words get to me""You don't miss him?""I do. I want to go back to him so badly, but I'm scared he will hurt me again. It didn't take anything for him to send me out of the house in the first place, so it won't be hard for him to hurt me again" Silence followed and Peter was the first to break it. "When are you leaving California? "Amelia swallowed hard. This was the moment she finally got to face reality. The reality of never seeing Xavier again for a very long time. "Soon. I haven't really given it a proper thought" she said and immediately her phone rang by her side. She excused herself and took it."Hello""Amelia it's me Lucas" She heard and she instantly became confused. The last time she spoke to Lucas was when she and Xavier went to the family house."Yeah, is anything the problem?" she asked because he sounded worried
The next day, I went to a restaurant to get food for Xavier. I was desperate at that point and could do anything to get my husband back. I needed to maintain a certain kind of closeness with him for that to happen."So I brought lunch" I smiled at him as I walked to his bedside. At least he didn't give me a look of contempt which I was grateful for."You hate garlic, so I made sure there is none in this" I sat beside him and the only thing he did was nod.During the past few days, Xavier had been giving me cold treatments. The most he did whenever I spoke to him was shake his head and it was always frustrating, but I couldn't complain. I caused all of this. I pushed him away when he needed me. I was once hurt, but I wasn't hurt anymore. All I wanted to do was make him remember me.I guided the spoon to his mouth and he ate slowly. When he was done, I was about to repeat the process, but he stopped me."How did we meet?" He asked and my heart leaped for joy. He hadn't mentioned anythin
" I still have my doubts" Xavier walked towards the wine stand to get a bottle of wine."The doctor said you shouldn't drink," Lucas said even though he knew Xavier wasn't going to listen. "What do you have doubts about?""How is she my wife Lucas?" he turned to look at Lucas with the bottle of wine in his hand."She is" Lucas replied too plainly and it caused Xavier to suspect more."But I am gay. How is that possible?"Lucas hated that moment. He knew a time would come when Xavier will surely ask him about the marriage and he didn't enjoy lying to his brother. If only Amelia would tell him the truth once and for all.He also didn't blame Amelia was keeping it a secret. She loved him and if she told him about the fake Marriage, that would be an automatical divorce because if Xavier found out the purpose of the fake Marriage was no longer there, which was Hardik, he will ask for a divorce."It just doesn't sound right. Why can't I remember her if she was such an important part of my li
Amelia didn't know why, but she felt nervous when Xavier mentioned they were going to the family house for thanksgiving. It was only proper for the family to be together, but Amelia still felt nervous.The last time she was there was during the earlier stage of their marriage. What she was scared of was Lucas and how he was uncomfortable about the way things were going between her and Xavier. She knew if care wasn't taken, he was going to tell Xavier everything. She was also worried about the way Xavier's parents would receive her after the scandal. What if they believed it? She couldn't help but occasionally ask herself. “Are you ready?" Xavier asked and she nodded with a brief smile. They both walked outside and shortly they were inside a car with cosmos at the front seat, driving.“Are you okay?" Xavier asked and she forced a smile. A nervous one. “Of course"“Nervous?"“Not really" she tried to reassure both himself and herself but it was barely working.“You don't have anything