Chapter 6

On the way to the printing press, Sean was still curious about my sex life and my relationship. I started to open up to him, it's better than hiding something from him, but can I get him to open up to me like I did?

"Sorry if I'm not what you imagined." Suddenly I was nervous because I was afraid that Sean didn't like women like me, that I was clumsy and not like women in today's world who have a wide and free relationship. Sean smiled and that made me ask.

"Maybe that's why you became the ideal daughter-in-law candidate for my family," Sean said, there was a little pride in me, but why only the future daughter-in-law? Why not a future wife?

"I had a serious relationship with a woman once, but it failed, maybe we weren't meant to be," he said, I just listened quietly, not wanting to interrupt.

We arrived at our destination, after our business was done, Sean took me to his office. All eyes seemed to be on me from head to toe as Sean and I entered the elegant skyscraper. As if he understood my nervousness, Sean pulled me closer.

"It's a good thing you don't have fans in this office, I can breathe easy," he said once we were alone in the elevator.

"You don't like my fans, do you?" I asked, Sean putting his hands in his pockets.

"I have a problem with people being mean to other people," he excused, I felt he was jealous, but I still had my doubts about that assumption.

"I just try to appreciate people who want to support me while I'm doing my job, for me fans are an important part for someone who has a job in entertainment."

I don't want to defend anyone, it's just that I want to appreciate the people who have supported me all this time.

"After we get married, you won't need your fans anymore," he concluded in a tone that didn't want to be disputed, the look on his face changed the atmosphere around me into an uncomfortable one, how serious is the influence of the fans on him? My inner goddess pursed her lips.

Sean held my hand as we got off the elevator. I love the warm grip of his hand and it protects my little hand. Sean introduced me to his secretary and I felt disapproved that he had a female secretary.

"Could you change your secretary?" I asked as we walked into his cozy study. Sean looked at me questioningly.

"Why? She is a competent person at her job." Sean sat in his work chair while I sat on the sofa. I feel embarrassed, stupid and nervous at the same time, but I also have to make a rule here, after he wanted me to quit my job and hate my fans, I felt I had the right to neutralize my jealousy.

Wait, am I jealous?

This is so embarrassing! My inner goddess blushed as she gracefully fanned her face.

"I think I have a problem with a female secretary being led by a male boss like you," I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest, turning my face to look at one of my shoulders.

"Problems? What problems can arise between the boss and the secretary?"

I feel stupid expressing my opinion, does he really not understand or is he trying to embarrass me by forcing me to admit that I'm really jealous? My mood suddenly changed drastically, handsome master mood changer, this is very annoying.

"I heard that the boss is having an affair with his secretary," I guessed.

"That's ridiculous, Ariana."

"That's not ridiculous, I don't want to have that problem in the future, what's the worst thing in a relationship besides betrayal?"

"You're beautiful when you're angry and jealous at the same time."

Look, he teases me when I'm angry. How annoying is that, are men really like that?

"I'm not changing my secretary," he concluded, and I was disappointed. I woke up with a feeling of anger mixed with disappointment.

"Then don't forbid me to meet my fans and quit my job," I said, and then I left the room that was no longer comfortable for me.

As the elevator door was about to close, I saw Sean trying to follow me, but to no avail, the elevator had taken me down to the lobby. I don't like being the only one who has to follow the rules. My feet took me to the bus stop not far from Sean's office, my cell phone rang and I knew it was from him.

Why am I jealous? Is it because he is also jealous of my fans? But that's just my guess, but the signs are like jealous people.

I visited a cafe owned by a close friend, countless visits to this place, when I wanted to be alone and think about something, this place became my main choice. The cafe owner, who is a tall man with a pleasant smile, greets me, Eden always greets me with that smile when I come here.

"Wow! Look who's coming, our gorgeous future billionaire wife," Eden shouted, which made me roll my eyes, I knew he was mocking me.

"Where is your future husband? Why don't you bring him here?" Eden acted like he was looking for someone.

"He's busy," I lied, immediately distracting him with my order.

Eden also accompanied me to talk, I always like to share my thoughts with him.

"Women are very possessive of the man they love."

I think he's jumping to conclusions.

"Me? Love him? Ed, we only met a few days ago at this very sudden matchmaking event."

Eden looks at me with his patient attitude, which is what I like about him, he can be patient with me when I argue with him.

"You're getting married Ana, you have to know that it's no joke and you're trying to take defensive steps because he's the same way about you, you're trying to make your relationship work later."

I sighed and asked myself, "Why didn't Eden become a psychiatrist and open a counseling center? I envy Carmen - his wife - to have a husband like Eden. The man's cell phone rang, he asked to say goodbye to answer his cell phone call. Thinking back to Eden's words, I totally agree, it's true, I tried to make our relationship work without any problems in the beginning, I tried to give a warning just like he did.

Eden came back and we continued this serious conversation. It's like I'm consulting a psychiatrist on how to understand a relationship and the behavior it causes.

"I know you feel you are not getting justice here, but try to understand, maybe his judgment is right, he knows better about the people he works with."

"I'm trying to minimize the blame for strangers trying to ruin my household, that's all, I admit his decision for me to leave the world that raises my name is a solid assumption, but isn't it worth my request???! I don't know why I still try to defend my actions.

"I think you have to look at it from all angles, you have to talk to him, you have to talk."

Talk to him? I'm prestige. A couple entered the cafe and several other patrons, giving me a long pause to think while Eden was busy preparing food, accompanied by a female and male employee. I stared out the glass wall, my first time in a relationship, a giant leap for me to not have to waste so much time dating, but I also felt it was a bit rash. Without noticing, Sean sat where Eden used to sit, I was surprised when he looked at me with his gaze that always caused deep reactions in my soul.

"Are you still mad at me?" he asked, I nodded, maybe Eden was right, we should talk.

"I'm just trying to keep our relationship going with a little risk for the future," I said, voicing my thoughts.

"Me too," he whispered, which surprised me. He has the same desire as me, my inner goddess is like a teenager who has just received romantic words from a young man.

"I'll try to consider your suggestion, but you know, changing employees isn't as easy as changing underwear, if she's competent it'll be very difficult."

Sean took my hand, then held it, there was a seriousness in his eyes and a magic that made me want to do anything for this man.

"I want you, Ariana, more than you know, you're like a new hope for me."

I was surprised and the bubble of hope inside me slowly grew. I stared into his beautiful golden eyes, trying to find something to argue with, but something inside me seemed to melt away and a warm feeling slowly filled me.

"Marry me, Ariana."

And it was as if thousands of rose petals were showering me with a heavenly scent, a man I had never even imagined his presence was proposing to me and asking me to marry him, this is more than just hearing your lottery number mentioned and then getting the big prize, all the debates I had prepared just disappeared and the offer became the solution to this problem.