Chapter 8

Simmi's POV

" I thought you must have been lost in the arms of your very handsome husband by now. " He said with a smile.

" I had some errands p run. " I said.

" Already?? What can be more important than going to meet your husband? " He asked.

What was his problem?? Why was he asking me so many questions??

" Aren't you busy now?? " I asked him back.

" No!! I am free... let's have a coffee before you go to be with the love of your life. " He said. I didn't know anyone else in the country and was in a need to have someone to talk to.

I wanted some friends and he seemed to be a nice person because he help me and didn't take advantage of me even though I slept during travelling in his car. He could have taken advantage of the situation, but he didn't.

" Ok, I really wanted to thank you for helping me in reaching here. I can trust you and have a cup of coffee with you. " I said and smiled.

" Thanks!! Anyway, I know some people here, what is the name of your husband? Maybe, I know him as well, if it is so, I will drop you at his place so that you don't need to spend money on the fare unnecessarily and don't have to drag those bags. " He said.

What happened to him? Why was he being so sweet all of a sudden??

" Thanks, I don't want you to take me to my husband's place. " I said.

" But why? I can do that easily..." He asked.

" I know, but I don't want you to do it. I would be meeting my husband after one year, so I want a union to be special there. " I made my excuse.

" It's okay, I understand, got it... You don't want your husband to get jealous when he comes to know about you coming with me. Right? " He asked. I let him think whatever he was thinking.

" Mr Wilson, can I ask you something?? " I asked.

"Yes, of course! " He said nodding his head.

" You are a Canadian and seemed to know a few people here... Actually, I am a professional chef, and I need a job... can you please suggest to me if, I can get a job somewhere??" I asked.

" Job?? Do you want a job right away? " He asked.

" Yes, why are you looking so shocked? " I asked.

" You came here to meet your husband, today and have not even gone to meet him. Which is a bit weird for a girl who travelled all the way here to meet him and now when you are here, instead of rushing to him, you want to look for a job so desperately?? " He was looking at me as if I had grown two heads.

" So?? I am a professional cook and a very independent girl. After dedicating so many years to learning cooking, I don't have to sit at home and cook just for my husband and myself. What is wrong if I want to earn money through my talent?? " I asked.

" Calm down, lady... I was not saying that you should not work, I was just surprised that it is your first day here and you wanted to meet your husband, so desperately that you came here and could not even wait there for one more day as you were excited to meet him... and now you are sitting here discussing about finding some job ?? C'mon go and have a romantic time with your very handsome husband. Isn't it your honeymoon time?? " He asked.

" Mr Adam Wilson, I was going to meet him when you requested me to have some coffee. And now you are accusing me that I am not too keen to meet him?? Why would have I come here if I had not wanted to meet him?" I got annoyed.

" Ok, I am sorry... " He apologized for probing too much, when the manager of the hotel where I was staying, came with another man.

" Excuse me?? " He said coming near me.

" Yes? " I smiled at him.

" You just asked me about the job and I realized that I happen to know this lady she was working as a cook in a family but she is not feeling well these days, it is a temporary job but you will be paid well. If you are interested, you can tell him, he will take you to the family. " He said.

" Er... Umm... I have never thought of working as a personal chef, can you give me some time to think about it? Actually, I talked to a few restaurants today and there is a chance that I might get placed as a proper chef in a day or two, but if I don't, I would like to take your job offer. Please give me your contact number. " I said and he gave me his contact number to me.

" Thanks for the offer I will get back to you within two to three days. " I said politely and they both left I looked at Mr Wilson he was looking at me with lots of questions in his eyes.

" What?? " I asked.

" You are quite an intriguing girl... I am not able to understand all this. It is literally your first day here and you are looking for a job as if it's a matter of life and death for you. There is something different in you since I dropped you here earlier. At that time you were like a very excited bride, had a hopeful light in your eyes, you seemed to be in love... and now you are behaving as if you are desperate to hold yourself uptight. As if all that excitement and desperation to meet your husband was just my imagination. " He asked looking into my eyes.

" Enough!! I need to go. " I said and got up to go. But he caught my hand.

" Please, wait!! Tell me what happened. You have changed." He was very adamant.

" Why don't you leave me alone, who are you? Why should I talk to you, just because you are free to kill time?? I am sorry, but I don't have time. " I said sharply.

"Have you already met your husband?? " He asked ignoring my outburst.

" No!! " I said as I didn't want to discuss Liam.

" Then why are you being so touchy and emotional? " He asked.

" For god's sake, mind your own business and leave me alone. I need to go. " I shouted at him and before he could react, I ran away from there.

Though I was dead tired, I went to the rest of the restaurants and diners in search of jobs but didn't get lucky.

I was very tired and frustrated when I went back to the hotel.

The manager saw me and asked if I wanted to have dinner. I was hungry but could not afford to eat there every day. So I told him that I had something at one of the diners. He nodded politely and turned to go.

" Er... I wanted to ask something but don't know how to say this..." I said hesitantly.

" Please tell me, if I can help you, would love to do it. " He said.

" I am in a bit of a problem. When I came here, I had not expected to stay in a hotel but things did go as expected, everything got out of my hand and now, I can't stay, where I intended to stay. So I won't be able to afford the room charges here. Can you please help me in finding cheap but safe accommodation... Some affordable room?? " I asked.

" I will ask someone... Can you share a small flat with others? They would be cheaper... " He asked.

" I can, but only if I have to share with women. " I said. He nodded. I thanked him and came to my room and realised that I still had the boring food that was served during the flight. I took it out of my handbag and ate it quietly.

If only I had not been so blinded by Liam's fake affection, I would have been at home enjoying piping hot food, a soft bed, expensive linens, and the coziness of a beautifully decorated room by the best interior designer in my hometown.

Well, there was no use in crying over the spilt milk, so I ate the food and tried to sleep as I had to go get up early for a hunting job.

I changed into one of my night wears which was a part of my wedding trousseau. I had planned to wear it on my honeymoon...

I took a deep breath, shook my head to clear that thought and wore it.

Just when I was about to slip between the sheets, there was a knock on the door.

Who could come here to meet me? At this hour??

Liam??

But why would he bother? He was already married... But he could come to talk to me after I exposed him in front of his wife. What if he forces me to go back?

But I didn't get a chance to tell him that I was staying here. As no one knew that I was staying here.

It could be the manager, maybe he found accommodation or a job for me and came to tell me about it as I seemed to be very desperate.

Yes... It could be possible!! I wore the silk nightgown over my short nightwear tied the belt and opened the door and I froze.

What the hell!! What was he doing here?