It was around 2 in the afternoon when Terrence and Athena finished their lunch date. Having done so, he drove directly towards Stanford's mansion. The eagerness to experience painting with Athena again was too irresistible for him to ignore. Having been at odds with each other for a long time, he never intended to appear in his wife's mansion after they got married.At that time, Terrence swore to himself that he would never set foot again in that place even if Anton, his friend, would drag him inside. He hated Athena so much down to his bones for thinking that she was luring his parents and grandpa to marry him. They were fond of her and their issues as friends to enemies were pushed aside into their elders' deaf ears. They didn't take their hatred for each other seriously. They were still young at that time and they thought it would eventually dissipate as the time went by. Couple of years had passed and that hatred never dissipated inside him. He trie
"Hey, don't shout at me." Athena warned him while massaging her temples. She suddenly felt a splitting headache while trying to recall all her memories way back. It seemed to her that the therapy was indeed working on her now but now totally yet.Terrence couldn't keep his composure anymore. He felt mixed feelings coming blowing off his gut like a whirlwind. He stared at her and questioned, "Why don't I know that you were involved in an accident when you were abroad?" He seemed to feel bad about her hiding it from him.She continued to massage her throbbing head and replied. "Come on, everything has been done. Why are you trying to recall it? I can't get them back, it only cracks my head." Having said that, she stood up and went back to the car. She rummaged through her purse while her face contorted into grimace.Terrence followed her behind and also hopped in the driver seat. He glanced at her rummaging hands and found her h
Terrence panicked. He scooped her in his arms and shouted for some aid. "Somebody, please help!"Athena's family butler came tumbling down the stairs upon hearing the man's yelling. "Young master, you're here?" He looked astonished seeing him and his eyes suddenly shot wide open when he spotted his Young Miss, laying in the latter's arms. "What… What happened?" He nervously inquired."Please call the doctor, Uncle Jim. She fainted." Terrence muttered while carrying her towards the stairs. He couldn't shake off the feeling that his wife was suffering into something that he hadn't known. His heart was now beating so fast and an inexplicable fear suddenly crept the hell out of him.The shocked butler then fished out his phone and dialed Stanford's private doctor's number but before that he went on barking his orders to the rest of the house staff to help Terrence to get their Young Miss's room ready.Terrence on the
The next day at Stanford's Mansion…The sun had risen. Its delicate rays warmly illuminated the whole dimmed room, peering from the side curtains facing to the east direction. On the bed, laid two bodies. One was sleeping peacefully whilst the other one was wide awake watching over the other form. Arms entangled on each other's body yet Terrence couldn't seem to have enough of being just letting her nestled in his arms. His breathing was repressed as he shifted her on the other side of the pillows. He was so stiff as his morning urge kicked his gut really good. Though he was desperately craving for her, he had to hold his horses and bear with it. For the meantime!Terrence was cautious enough not to wake his wife up as he was aware that she needs more sleep to regain her energy back after blocking out the previous night. This was also the reason why he couldn't get his way to her. He assumes that she might not
The day was pleasant as Terrence pulled the curtains off to give way to the sun rays into the room. He gazed at the garden through the window still wrapped in a towel. His memories with her painting in the garden came flashing into his mind causing him to smile.Athena glanced at her husband and immediately went to the wardrobe to find something for him to wear. She didn't have any men's apparel in it but there was a white bathrobe that perhaps would fit for him as she calculated that the butler was about to head in her room after taking her requested breakfast through the intercom.She took it off from the hanger and approached him from behind. "Terrence, wear this. The butler might come anytime soon." She mumbled softly.He cocked his brow tilting his head facing her. "I don't care if he sees me like this." He muttered. "Besides, we've been married for years, what's wrong with me staying in your room like this?"She shook her head and said, "You
Meanwhile at the hospital…Hannah just stirred up in her bed when the nurse barged in and checked on her vitals. She rolled her eyes in annoyance as she stretched out her arm in irritation. "Can I leave the hospital?" She asked.The nurse cast a quick glance at her. "Yes, you no longer had a fever, Miss." She said, "Just please be mindful that over sexual activity is not good for you this time around. You're not completely healed."Hannah clenched her fists and glared at the nurse who had a stoic expression on her face. "Should you be this blatant in telling such things to me?" She spat.The nurse shook her head. "I'm just doing my job, Miss. I'm a professional nurse." She defended nonchalantly."Get it done!" Hannah snapped."Almost right there, Miss."The room burst open and Mike emerged with a sullen look on his face. He glared at her sharply while clenching his fist.
After breakfast, Athena dragged her husband towards her gallery room. They entered and locked the door securely before going to her table filled with brushes and paints. Her hands paused as she tilted her head. "Terrence, the paints had expired. We can't use them." She pouted as a frown made its way to her forehead. She couldn't refrain herself from shaking her head as she checked on the bottles' lids. They almost dried up after being there too long."Told you, let's go somewhere…" Terrence mumbled while gazing at her paintings hanging on the walls. His eyes sparkled as he recollected the memories that bind to every piece of it."Where are we heading?" She glared at him.Terrence strode towards her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind aligning his mouth on her ear. "Honeymoon…" he whispered."Where would that be?""Seaside… We had a house given by grandpa for us durin
The female manager glared at the woman who she assumed to be talking nonsense. Her eyes darkened as her lips pursed in annoyance. She darted her gaze to the handsome man hoping he would help her but his words literally made her dumbfounded."Manager," Terrence mumbled, eyeing her name tag on the right side of her chest."Torres," The manager chimes in with a seductive smile."Yes, Manager Torres, I would really like to know how you end as the manager of this store?" He huffed, harboring a huge breath as he said. "As far as I could remember, all the branches of our stores are equipped with men managers, so tell me who put you in this position?"*I… I…" Miss Torres stammered nervously, lowering her head. How could she tell that she managed to get into the position by using a woman's trick?Athena frowned and looked at her husband. "So the branch belongs to you too?"He nodded. "Yeah. We