"Are you always a baby about situations like this?" Ophelia asked as they made their way to the room. They had just gotten to their honeymoon destination and were about to check-in. Cade had asked the hotel receptionist for two rooms but Ophelia had overridden his requests by asking for a single room. They were on the verge of arguing when Ophelia stopped them and delayed it till they went to the room."A baby?" Cade responded.Funnily, Cade had tried his best to keep his distance from Ophelia and she always tried to cross the boundaries he tried to keep in place. He never spelt any boundaries for her but he expected that if she was the one who brought the no intimacy rule then she should at least be the one to uphold it.He did not want to be seen as a man who could not control himself. "Was two rooms such a bad idea that you had to shut me down in the presence of everyone?""So you expected to me to respect you even though you were clearly making a wrong choice?" she asked.Cade cou
"What makes you think you can use that tone with me?""Because you keep acting like a child who needs to be told what to do" Ophelia said breathing from her mouth in annoyance."I do not want to go out, is that too big of a deal? If you want to go why don't you go alone instead of dragging me into it?" he asked closing his eyes again. "You are the one acting out like a child" he added under his breath."What acting out?" she asked walking up to him and standing in front of him. Cade's eye opened a bit and she tilted her head to the side."Yes acting like a child, we are in a city so why do we need to go out?" he asked."Because we are in a different city," she said through gritted teeth staring him down."Oh please, there is nothing to see here" he said closing his eyes again."Oh my gosh, and they say you are a genius" she said making a sound with his tongue as she walked away."What does that mean?" he asked."I DON'T KNOW" she screamed as she entered her room and slammed the door.
"What do you want to talk about?" she asked him. "I do not know why you are angry and what is making you say these things but if you tell me what is wrong I am sure we can find a solution to the issue" Cade said taking a step to hold her shoulders. "What makes you think I am angry?" she asked raising her eyebrow up. "The way you are acting right now" he said and she sighed. "We have only spent a few days in this marriage and it seems like you are already tired of doing it, that is why I suggested having a divorce" "If it is because of going out, we can definitely go out to see the city," he said. "You are still not getting it" Cade felt that the argument was getting stupid but he could not say that out loud. The look on her face told him that she was being serious. He kept replaying the day in his head but cold not find a reason why she would be angry at him. He thought they had resolved all the differences before now. "Okay then explain it so I can get it" he said calmly. Ophe
"What are you staring at?" Cade screamed using his hand to cover up his upper body."Your chest" she said pointing to his chest. She could not deny but his body was well built that she could not tear her eyes from them even though her brain was telling her to do so.'Stop looking then" he said feeling shy that she was staring at him so blatantly."How?" she asked almost drooling. Cade knew that when she came to her senses this would be an embarrassing moment for them both."Close the door" he whispered. She stepped into the room and closed the door slowly like she was under a kind of spell. "And stop looking" he added to see if maybe it would work."Yes" she muttered still staring at him before randomly breaking off her stare and staring down at her feet. He knew now that she had come to herself. "Umm excuse me," she said walking rapidly to the room and shutting the door."WHAT WAS THAT?" she screamed to herself from the room. Cade heard the scream and jumped on the spot. He knew that
"How do I look?" she asked again when he stood there staring her down. He could feel his mouth hang open and was trying his best to close it up.The dress she wore really accentuated her waist so much it was hard not to look away and her family looked plump and small when the make-up she normally did was not on it. She was breathtaking and he could not deny it."Pretty" he let out without thinking about it at all."What?" she asked tilted her head so her curls that she had tried to put into a loose bun bounced by the sides. "Oh my gosh this hair" she said her hand going up to it frantically as she tried to adjust out the curls."I think it looks okay" he said still staring so hard at her. "It complements your look," he said now clearing his throat and trying to act normal. He could not believe how a single look was able to make him feel feelings he had not felt before."So you think this look is enough to get people talking?" she asked hands on her waist as she spun around."Of course
"This is some fine dining experience," Cade said as they brought out the food. "I take pride in finding nice places to dine" Ophelia replied. "You really went all out babe" Cade said back as he stared at her lovingly. Ophelia might have thought that Cade had a crush on her if he had not made his position clear before now. They had an unexpected performance by a band and then the food that came out was so good they could not stop even when they kept bringing more and more out for them. He had been so very extra in taking care of her that she was sure the entire restaurant was invested in looking at them. They had gotten stares and even heard comments that were supposed to be whispers but turned out to be too loud for one. The people were buying the story of the in-love couple they were selling. "Anything for you honey" she said stretching her hand across the table and holding his hand. He took it and intertwined them and then she pretended to blush. At least to them, it was as if
They got to the hotel and held hands to walk to the elevator, Cade's phone vibrated with a text message as they got into the elevator. Luckily for them, it was empty once more. Cade took out his phone and opened the message, the same number that had sent him messages earlier still sent him more. Those were the messages he had been unable to attend to when she walked in on him. He stared at the messages. He could not call up the number to know who and why they were sending him these messages. He knew he had to find the sender of the messages and know why. "Cade?" Ophelia asked her face on him with a worried expression across them. "Yeah?" he asked snapping out of the trance he had been in for a moment. "What's it?""Nothing, just work" he muttered sliding the phone into his pocket. Ophelia knew that look very well and she knew something was up and he did not want to tell her so he was going to respect his decision and keep to herself. "What should we do tomorrow?" she asked changi
Over the next two weeks, Cade received more text messages like that and the police insisted that since it was nothing serious or deathly then he was still safe and could continue with his normal life. They did not intend to begin to make a big deal out of what was nothing in the finest place,They had spent the remaining days with Cade trying so hard to be a part of what was going on while trying to navigate the emotions he was feeling that came along with the text. The texter was bombarding his phone with at least six to seven messages per time of the day. Sometimes at the end of the day, he received up to thirty or more messages.Ophelia had noticed his demeanour but she had tried to make up for his attitude by being extra with the pda in the public. They were finally on their way back to Rosewood City. Ophelia could only hope that it would get better for them both now that they were on their way home. Maybe the worrisome thing that had kept Cade so edgy all through the trip would b
"Meeting with investors is tiring," Cael murmured, sitting in his chair, after the person they had been meeting with walked out. None of the members had said that they were giving them their support, and yet his mom seemed full of energy, as if the day had only started."You have been a good sport and on your best behaviour all day; just one more person and we can call it a day," Abigail replied, turning to him and tapping his thighs gently."Can't we just call it a day now?" He groaned, feeling tired. All he had done since lunch was sucking it up to different old bald men who did not seem interested in helping him anyway. He wondered how long he had to continue doing that with them."As I said, this is really important, and it took me so much to get to agree to see us under such short notice; the best you can do here is just do the right thing," Abigail murmured, losing her patience. After what had happened, she was not ready to allow all of these men to trample over her for no reaso
Frances was left alone; she had a lot to do, and she did not even know where to start. Abigail had told her that it was important that they kept it a secret from the entire family until the night before the wedding; that way, there was little to nothing they could do to stop it. If they knew of the plans they had to level up with Cade, she was sure that Charles would try his best to stop it in some way.She knew that with that she had to call a lawyer; all the vendors to be used would be mandated to sign off on an NDA; that way, no secret would be lost if they thought there was something to lose. She called her mom over the phone."My darling daughter that can not seem to settle down, you just left the house, and you are already calling me? How difficult is it for you to stay over at your in-law's place for a bit?" Mrs. Gates said over the phone. "If you screw this up, you would be doomed," she added under her breath.Frances rolled her eyes; it was as if her mom could get rid of her.
"Mom, you called for me?" Frances had waited till Abigail had finished her meal. From the way she fumes all the way from downstairs to her room, Frances could tell that she was very angry and that this meant serious business."I did, but first things first, can you fight?"Frances could not understand the question; it was not the kind that someone would ask you just randomly. "Fight?" she asked, causing Abigail to give her a questioning look."I mean are you willing to do what I want you to do?" Abihail clarified. "It is a dirty fight are you willing to go all in?" she added."Of course," Frances said, shifting till she was at the edge of her seat. "Why else would I stay with Cael like this until now?"Abigail beamed to herself; she was so glad that she had picked Frances. She made a good choice; at first, she was worried that she would be too calm, but she was also as power-driven as she was. It made sense for her to fight this much at the end of the day; she would enjoy it as well.
The breakfast table was very lively. Ophelia did not know if Charles had always been like this; she would have thought that he was just a stuck-up old man who liked to get rich and play matchmaker; however, that morning he was the one making all the jokes and talking at every chance that he got.After breakfast, Charles invited them to his study to sit and have tea with him. "I know you are going to work, but there are some days that you have to take it easy," he said to Ophelia.She had said that she was going to work when she had gotten there earlier, even though she was not. At lunchtime, they were going to meet her father, and then they said that they were going to spend the rest of the day together. Ophelia had asked countless times what they were going to be doing, but Cade had said it was a secret. She wondered what secret or surprise he had planned and when he had the time to plan it.Cade had called Harper; he was going to use this opportunity to pass on to her a very firm me
Ophelia had woken up early and she was ready to go to work. She stood in front of Cade's door, wondering if he was enjoying his break. She had expected to see him come to her room and even stalled all morning, but he did not show up at all, which was a bit of a concern for her. As she raised her hand to knock on the door, it flew open with him standing there, a huge smile plastered across his face."Ophelia," he said, excited to see her since he was going to her room to meet her."You are dressed," she murmured, looking at him from head to toe. She had been expecting to meet him still dressed in his pyjamas. "You are dressed," she said again, raising her head to hum, wondering if he did not hear her the first."Yes, I am," he nodded, and she took a step back to inspect his clothes."Are you going to work?" she asked, and he shook his head. "Then?" she needed answers, and he seemed to be taking his sweet time with responding."We are going to see my grandfather and your father," he said
Frances got to the house at the crack of dawn. She had gotten a message from Cael that his mom wanted to see her, and it was urgent. Frances was happy that Abigail called for her, which was a very rare thing for a woman to do. It was always as if she was independent and did not rely on anybody, but seeing that she was the one to reach out first, she was ready to do what she could do for it to work out. She made her way to Cael's room. She was no stranger there, as she had spent many nights with him. The staff who saw her did not bother to stop her from asking questions. It was like she blended right in. She stood and knocked on the door; when she did not get any response, she let herself in and sat on the bed. It was only when she was inside the room that she noticed he was in the shower. She wondered the reason he was getting up so early. He always stayed in bed till the last minute and spent the day on his winning terms. He never allowed the things happening around him to influenc
"Mom, I heard what had happened," Cael said, going into his mother's room. The staff were already gossiping that a strange woman had come home and had lunch with Charles. They did not know the true tale, and no one could say what it was but Abigail's screaming and throwing of things, who seemed to be enraged."What did you hear? Did you hear the full story or did you hear the gossip from the staff?" Abigail screamed as he got into the room and closed the door. She knew that her energy should have been directed toward someone else, but she could not help the way she felt at that time."I heard what the staff said," Cael said in a careful voice. He had seen his mom get range a few times, even with the way Charles treated her sometimes. All she did was take it with good faith. It was the first time she had made bad gossip on the lips of the staff, and it was bad. Usually, the sons and cousins were the topic of discussion amongst the staff."Okay then, that means you do not know what happ
"I will make dinner for you," Ophelia murmured. She felt bad that he had waited to eat with her only for her to come home with a full stomach."You will cook for me?" he asked, staring at her."Of course," she said, trying to wiggle her way out of his arms that were now firmly wrapped around her. "Let me go; I would love to make a meal for my husband.""I like the sound of that." Cade's voice had suddenly gone down from the tone he had and was now sounding deeper than usual."That I am going to make you dinner?" She asked confused. It was not the first time she cooked for him, so what was so fascinating about it?"Not that," he whispered, shifting closer to her with his arms still wrapped around her."Then what?" She said her face scrunched up as she replayed the conversation in her mind. "Husband?" she asked, realizing that maybe that was what he meant, even though she hoped it was not."Yes," he said, trying to nod his head in that position."This is not the first time I have called
Cade got into the house, his mind thinking of how chaotic the day had been. The drama and how his grandfather handled the situation were very foreign to him. His grandfather had never reacted so childishly ever. He was a bit afraid of what his teacher could do. After all, she had the advantage of being publically declared the madam of the Vale family.He was going to make dinner for Ophelia since she was so busy they could not go out for dinner, but it seemed as if the events of the day drained him so much that he decided to lie down in the living room for a moment, and somehow he fell asleep on the spot.Ophelia felt so drained as she walked in through the door; she had been on her feet all day and had barely had any time to sit down and rest. It was so bad that she had gone from one meeting to another without fail. She was working so hard to show her dad that aside from giving him an heir to take over his company, she was more capable of taking care of it herself as well.She walked