Chapter 2

It's been a week and Warren seems to be ignoring me intentionally. He would answer my questions with a few words like he doesn't want to talk to me. He keeps avoiding long conversations with me and I'm starting to get worried. I always asked him what's going on and he always say that he’s just tired.

He wasn't like that. He would always tell me everything that concerns him through dinner, but now he’s trying to close himself away from me. I am starting to get worried that sometimes I even think that maybe he's seeing someone.

Warren is handsome and rich. Even if he’s married, I doubt that girls would mind that. What if a beautiful woman that is rich as him who had curves in the right places that meets every man’s dreams approaches him?

I’m not special even if I caught his eye and he fell in love with me. I’m plain and boring. I’m from a middle class family in the society. I don’t even have blonde hair and blue eyes that everyone finds attractive.

I have an average height, a brown hair that ends just below my shoulder in waves. My eyes have the same color as my hair which proves that my hair were natural. My body is not curvy either although I do have a small waist and a large chest that is not much visible. I have a proportionate face and looks more European, but overall I look like a fairly average human being.

Warren looks like a greek god while I look like a mortal being who was only blessed with smartness and a pinch of beauty. I was very smart which is the reason why I got scholarship and attended one of the prestigious schools. That’s where I met Warren.

I know that Warren loves me. We’ve been through a lot of things when we were still a couple. I believe Warren will remain faithful to me and won’t replace me with some random bimbos.

Maybe I just did something wrong that I don't know of which is the reason why he’s acting aloof towards me.

I shook my head and sat on the couch. I'm stressing myself out. I’m just overreacting and he was just really tired from his work that’s why he’s been acting weird.

A light blared into the window and a soft rumbling sound coming from Warren's car interrupted me. Our maids went out and opened the garage door so that he could park his car while I waited at the front door to welcome him like what I always do for the past two years. I will kiss and hug him then ask him a few questions about his day.

We only have a few maids that Warren insisted to hire for me. I never agreed to hire maids because I had nothing to do and I can do all the work in this house. Warren didn’t listen to me. He said that the house is too big for me to maintain it clean. I don’t even want to live in a large house because it’s too big for us. I don't have any plans to have a large family. Warren thought that it’s the best for us.

Warren went out of his car with dried tears on his face and he immediately welcomed my hug. "What's wrong?" I questioned him as I rub his back. He sobbed in my shoulder like a baby. This is the second time I saw him cry. The first one was when he cried because he couldn't understand why his parents would not like me.

It was after we had our dinner and after he defended me from his parents. He brought me home and before he went away, we spent our time together in our backyard. I was surprised when tears started coming out of his eyes and I don’t know how I could calm him down. That’s when I found out that hugs are better than soothing words.

"I'm sorry, I'm so, so, so, sorry." He continued saying the word sorry that I’m starting to get worried.

“Why? What happened?” I comforted him and his grip on me tightened.

"I am sorry that I didn't trust you enough to believe these lies." Warren sniffed.

"What lies?" I frowned.

Warren gave me an envelope which I opened hurriedly in fear. It was filled with pictures of me kissing Calvin Miller and having sex with him.

Calvin Miller is Warren's business rival. Warren's family owns chains of hotels and restaurants just like Calvin. He was also my boss before I married Warren. There was also a time when we fought because Warren got jealous of him.

I was Calvin’s favorite because I’m hardworking and a responsible employee. I always do my work on time and pass high quality paperworks. All of my bosses liked me until the word came to him.

When he saw the way I work, he promoted me and made me his personal assistant. Being a personal assistant is hard because I have to be with him 24/7 and I have to prepare his things. I have to be more early than him and set his schedule.

That’s when I started to lose time for Warren and I gave most of my time to my work and Calvin. Calvin was always astonished by my work and I never heard any complaints from him. He is also a nice guy and would give me incentives or bonus money when he is satisfied with my work and he always was.

Calvin was also more than a boss to me, he was also my friend. He never had any romantic feelings with me and it was same with me. He was more like a boy bestfriend to me and I was a sister to him.

Warren confronted me and told me that I should quit my job because it’s becoming unhealthy for me. I mostly eat once a day and I can’t even sleep properly anymore. I was always busy serving Calvin and forgetting the most important thing in my life which is me and the people around me.

I never felt that my job is a burden to me. I love my job. I was so passionate about it. I feel like it proves my worth as a woman, like I can be anything not just because my boyfriend is a rich man.

Instead of saying sorry, I shouted at Warren. I was so angry because I love my job even if it’s slowly ruining my life. I was also angry because we had an agreement that I’ll work for two years to achieve my dream of working in a company before we marry. It’s only been a year and he already wants me to quit.

I think he was being a crybaby about it. I never complained that he works with women in his office. I also didn’t complain that his personal assistant that he’s always with is a woman.

We shouted at each other and even gave each other a silent treatment for a week. It was the greatest fight we ever had and I feel responsible about it like Warren, even though it wasn’t his fault.

I felt the urge to fix things between us.

What happened was I stayed in my job. I told Warren that I will handle everything and he trusted me about it. I told Calvin about the effect of the work he gives me in my life and that I will quit my job if it will continue to be like that. So he hired another assistant for me and things started to go back to normal.

"This is not true. You know how much I love you. I will never do this" I told him while shaking my head in disbelief. I can't even believe the pictures I'm holding.

"I know hon, I know and I am stupid enough to believe it. I hired someone to look if this were photoshopped and he told me that the results will last for a week. I purposely tried to avoid you because the thought of you cheating makes me feel mad. I gave you a cold shoulder for a week just for nothing." Warren's voice cracked at the end.

"Who gave you this?" I asked him and handed him the pictures.

"I don't know. It was sent anonymously to my office. I tried to track it down but it was sent by no one. Don't worry I could handle it. I promise I will trust you and I will not believe other things," Warren said straight into my eyes and rested his hands on my shoulder "To make it up to you I filed a leave in the office for a month. We will-" I removed his hands from my shoulders after hearing what he did.

"No, you won't. You can't leave for a month, remember? You had a lot of things to do. I don't want you to get stressed after this," he raked his hair and heaved a sigh.

"Don't think about it, I could handle this. After the things I've done, you deserve a rest. We’ll go to France. I know how much you love it there." Warren said and kissed the tip of my nose.

“Warren! You don’t have to.” I tried to convince him.

“Sir your personal pilot has already arrived at your office.” Our maid arrived and informed Warren.

“What? We are going now?” I was shocked at what the maid said.

“Later, after I eat your delicious cooking.” Since I know that I won’t win this time I just groaned at my husband’s stubbornness

We went to our dinner table and eat the dinner I prepared. Warren moaned at the delicious taste of the food I cooked and I smiled secretly everytime he does that. He loves every food that I cook and he always eats all of them not wasting anything. I don’t know how he can still have those muscles when he eats a lot. He suddenly looked up when he noticed me staring at him and I immediately averted my gaze and continued to eat.