Chapter 4

 

Jeanette’s Pov

_Flashback_

“What the hell you spilled coffee all over me, I have an important presentation in a few hours. What the hell am I supposed to do?” I screamed in anger.

“I am extremely sorry I really didn’t mean to do that”

My expression softened after hearing his apology. I looked into his eyes and realized he was actually sorry.

“Let me please make it up to you, let's go to the nearby store and get you a new pair of clothes and I will pay” He offered.

“No it’s okay really…..”

“Come on I insist”

“Okay fine”

_Flashback ends_

“Usually I would have said no but there was something about him that didn’t let me refuse I mean there was strange sense of safety when I was around Ryan”

“So you guys hung out together, hit it off and decided to stay in touch?” Emily asked.

“Not even close” I said with a smile.

“We went shopping I went to try out some clothes and when I came out he was nowhere to be found I thought he ditched me and just walked away but I couldn’t have been more wrong a few minutes later he walked in with another cup of coffee for me I can’t even begin to explain how great it felt just having someone take care of me like that it’s only after meeting him that I realized that how much I was craving for this care……….but still I kept quite I accepted the coffee he paid for my clothes and I thanked him and just walked away without even caring to ask him his name as I walked away I thought we would never meet again but that couldn’t have been far from the truth”

“When did you guys meet again?”

“That very day in the evening, I had went to attend a party with my husband”

***

_Flashback_

“Don’t mind me asking, is this your natural eye color?” One of his business associates asked me.

“Yes it is……..”

“I am proud to say that my wife has the most beautiful eyes in the world”

My husband said with a smile and placed his hands on my waist making me instantly uncomfortable but I hid that feeling with a smile.

“You know I run a modeling agency and there is a huge demand for models with rare physical features” The man continued.

“That sounds interesting” My husband said.

“By the way, what is your current profession?” He asked me.

“Oh she doesn’t work now I always ask her to start doing something but she says we are recently married and she hasn’t quite settled in yet”

My husband lied after literally locking me inside the house for all these while I looked around as I was bored of hearing men discussion and perhaps deciding my future. That’s when I saw him, the guy who crashed into me this morning walking in through the door.

Oh my goodness, what is he doing here? I hope he doesn’t identify me or talk about what happened this morning. If my husband finds out that I have been sneaking out of my house to go to work he would literally kill me.

I prayed to not get noticed by him as he walked towards me.

“Mr. Ryan, good to see you after so long”

The man standing next to me said as he hugged him.

“Guys this is Ryan the guy I was talking about he is the one who helped me get over my divorce” He said.

Who was this Ryan, some kind of psychiatrist or counselor?

“Ryan here is a professional photographer I was just telling Mrs. Jeanette here how she should try a hand in modeling”

No you were not, you were telling my husband.

I thought but just smiled in response.

I wondered as I looked at him, our eyes locked for a few seconds but luckily he didn’t show any sense of familiarity towards me or talked about today’s incident throughout the party. I took a huge breath of relief as we walked out of the party.

***

“So if my business partner is to be believed, if we act smart enough we could make a fortune out of you” My husband said.

“You aren’t seriously considering sending me to do modeling for your friends are you?”

“You got a problem with that?”

“No…..I….was just thinking……..”

“It is not your job to think”

He said coming dangerously close to me. And suddenly my survival instincts kicked in.

“I am sorry, why don’t you arrange everything and just let me know”

I said with a nervous smile as he smirked.