Chapter 5

The house is far from Warren’s company. We live in a secluded village far from the city, away from the pollution and the crowd, while the company is located at the main city where all busy people and the towering buildings are.

The city is nice. You could not see any trash in the street even if people were everywhere. There were buildings, malls, restaurants and other things that our generation could offer. The best time to go there is at night where you could admire the lights in every building that were lit up to shine in the darkness. It’s like the place never sleeps.

Despite all those, I still liked that Warren chose to build our house away from the city. We live on top of a hill where you could see the great view of the city at night. We were also surrounded by nature just like trees and small parks where children in the village play at afternoon.

Because the place weren’t filled with too many people, we all know each other and it was easy to be friends with all of them. Going outside here at night won’t be as good as going to the city at night.

All you could see here were the street lamps, the view of the city and mostly darkness.

Waking up early in the morning is the best way to maximize the beauty of the nature. There, you could experience the cold wind, the fresh air and twilight. It’s also the time when people do their exercise and jog around. They wait for the sun to come out and they would sunbathed their babies under the morning sun or just stand there and put their backs directly to the light to get some energy and vitamins that are healthy for the body.

I also tried doing those thing at least once a week with Warren. He would wake me up in the middle of my good sleep and invite me to go outside. Sometimes I would go and sometimes I won’t because I love my sleep too much, especially that it’s the coldest time of the morning.

So mostly I was asleep at the time where it’s so nice to go out and admire the place around us.

"Good Morning Ma'am, " everyone that passes by me inside the building would always greet me and I just smiled back. Everyone knows I'm their boss's wife.

I walked straight into the private elevator that goes directly to the highest floor of the building. That floor is reserved only for Warren. That floor is too spacious. It has its own kitchen, bedroom, living room, bathroom, dining room, mini library, and of course a spacious office room. It’s not an office, it’s a house.

The elevator dinged which is the signal that I am already at my destination. I went out and Warren's personal assistant welcomed me.

"Bella!" Leslie hugged me. We became best friends here in the office because she works with Warren, "Mr. Laurent just finished his meeting. He's stressed right now he has a lot of things to do, " she informed me and I sighed. The month's vacation is taking a toll on him.

She always reports back to me everything that happens to Warren even if I told her she doesn't need to do it. I trust Warren I've been with him many years already and I witnessed how loyal and loving he is.

"You should eat your lunch Les, " I told her instead.

"Sure, I'm just waiting for you to come, " she answered, "Mr. Laurent, Mrs. Laurent is here!" She informed Warren through the intercom and I went inside the door.

Warren is still scribbling things on a paper while looking at his computer when I went inside. He looked up at me when I entered, "You feel good?" He asked me.

"Yeah, since yesterday. How's work?" I asked while looking at the mess on his desk. There were a couple of pens and papers scattered across them.

"Cool, " he answered, his attention now back to his computer.

"Do you need extra help?" I sat on the couch in front of his office desk and prepared our lunch on the coffee table.

"I can handle it. Let's eat!" He stood up from his chair and sat in front of me.

"Leslie said that you had a lot of things to do. If you need help then let me help. I've done it before, remember?" I also became a personal assistant and a close friend to my boss. I know a lot on how he do his job.

"I know. Don't you have anything to do?" He asked me and I remembered that I have to meet Ivy as soon as possible, "I'm going to meet Ivy later."

"Then go there. I know you promised her that you’ll go, " he said as he sipped the food I cooked.

"I know but I can still meet her tomorrow. I know you need help, " I insisted. I’m sure Ivy would understand.

"You don't have to. The purpose why we left for France is so that I can make it up to you. I’ve been cold towards you, for a week." His voiced turned lower at the end of his sentence then, he looked away.

"Is this some sort of punishment you do for yourself just because of what you did last month?" I asked him and squinted my eyes.

"I-I." Before he could make some excuse I cut him off, "I have forgiven you. It was nothing okay, as long as you regretted what you did then I'm fine. I love you, not because of what you did to me but because of who you are. I married you even if I know people might change. I married you whether you are a good person or a bad person because I love you. I care for you, seeing you like this, always tiring yourself out at work makes me feel worthless. I am your wife, I'm supposed to help you." I started to cry in front of him after blurting my heart out.

I don’t know what’s happening to me, but I’ve been feeling so emotional lately. I think it has something to do with my Jet Lag.

Warren was surprised at my sudden outburst. It is the first time I cried in front of him. I don't want people seeing me cry. It makes me feel weak in front of them. Warren stood up and sat beside me. He hugged me and caressed my back as I sob on his shoulder, "It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself,” he tried comforting me but he sucks at doing it, so I continued to cry.

“Please, don't cry, " he told directly instead making me laugh.

He’s trying to use his bossiness and CEO vibe on me just to make me stop crying.

"Are you on your period?" He asked me because of my sudden mood swings.

"No, silly. It's just that you suck at comforting crying women." I giggled.

"Well, at least I made you stop crying and even made you laugh, " he said.

I didn’t argue with it because he’s right.

"But seriously, everything I just said was true. Don't do that again and just let me help," I insisted and crossed my arms.

"I'll allow you to help me tomorrow. You have to meet your friend first. I know you missed her, " he said and raised a spoonful of rice to my mouth.

"Yes but-" Warren interrupted me by putting it inside my mouth.

"No buts or else I won't allow you to help anymore, " he said and I pouted.

"Stop pouting, you know I lose control of myself when you do that." I giggled and he groaned. "I'm dead serious, stop it or I'll claim you mine right here, right now." I gulped at what he just said and he averted his gaze again. It was the first time he talked dirty to me. Honestly, it turned me on, the thought of us doing it in his office makes me feel hot.

It made me remember the times he wasn’t able to control himself to me. He’s a gentleman at the outside and a beast in bed.

I stopped teasing him and continued to eat. None of us utter a word after the awkward moment that happened to us.