(Sena POV)
I kind of woke up with a headache and found myself off the bed.
“Oww.”
Good morning, my clumsy self. It felt like I drank a barrel of beer the other night. Pssh, just wine and I was completely knocked out.
I wanted to lay back to the bed but I saw Sean sitting on the corner, with a cup of tea, and that damn papers that he was looking at. Early in the morning and he was ignoring me over it.
I just took a pillow and hugged it. But I heard Sean put the cup on his small saucer and pulled the pillow off of my chest.
“Get up, sleepyhead!” then he hit me with it. Hmph! Feeling energetic?
I sat up in annoyance and threw the pillow back at him.
“Tsk!” then I walked out to the bathroom.
Lemme sleep in the bathroom.
My stomach didn’t agree with me though. I ran to the sink and…
“Burghhhhhhh…” First morning in
(Sena POV)I took an early shower and Cecile immediately came in to give me what I needed. I was wearing a badminton-like sporty attire. And while I was staring at myself in the mirror, I caught Sean’s reflection. He looked like he’s going out for golf. My husband is surely adorable whenever he’s in casual clothing and he definitely looked younger.BUT…He’s talking to someone on his phone again.Outside, Hint and Leon were waiting. Intramurals, here we go. Hahaha.The mastermind of that sporty-date-out pulled me into the car. And when we arrived to our destination… Ohhh wow! The morning breeze was fresh. Maybe the sea was just somewhere nearby. The sunrise too looked golden.Sean has already started his warming up exercise. But since I was a newbie, I didn’t know where to start. I just did what he was doing. Haha. The stretching wasn’t as easy as it looked. My body
(Sena POV)“Next time, stop daydreaming.”He was walking ahead of me. Definitely angry. I just sat on the bench, sulking over what happened. Cecile approached and handed me a bottled water.I wanted to cry again.Baby Sean, how can I make your daddy happy? I took a deep breath, drank the water, and stood up. I shouldn’t be frowning in Singapore!I poured the remaining water over my head just like the model in the Pocari Sweat advertisement. Ahaha.“Miss Sena!”If Sean wanted to go ahead and leave me behind, FINE. He can GO! Tsk! When I finally have my little baby, I swear my husband is not going to get any attention from me! Tsk!I stood up again and tried to outrace him. Cecile chased behind me. There was no finish line but it felt satisfying when I passed by him. Carelessly though, I got hit by a bicycle and fell on my knees…“I'm
(Sena POV)Sean just made me sit on the bench. Cecile handed a medicine kit to him and, without the slightest warning, he dabbed my wound with cotton and alcohol. I found myself crying as he gently cleaned my wounds. My older brother never cared to do that to me but this hot hot-tempered guy was acting as if I was dying of cancer.“Why you crying?” he asked.“Take it easy. It hurts. ““Tsk. Sena, you’re not a kid anymore. Learn how to be classy. If you let yourself be treated like a doormat, people will step on you and defile you for life. I don’t know what I mean to you, but Sena, you are already carrying my name. Act like it. “Ouch.But don't cry, Sena. Your husband has a point. My shame is his shame.The date didn’t happen. We went back to the suite and ate there instead. He wore his usual business suit again and ignored me. Nine in the morning and the two of u
(Sena POV)We swirled and turned and swayed until it made me dizzy. Every time my foot met his shoes, I would say ‘sorry’. But…“If I hear that word again, each time you say it, I’m going to kiss you, “he warned.As if his threat was nasty, I tried not to apologize whenever I made mistakes. I just closed my eyes and did my best not to talk. But when I happened to look at him, he would smile.And eventually, I stepped on his foot.“Sorry!”As fast as a blink, his lips pressed to my lips. It was not a just peck but a thirsty French kiss. I knew he was staring at my lips the moment he threatened me about a ‘kiss’. But damn…“You did it on purpose, didn’t you?” he teased.“I didn’t!” I stomped on his foot.He retaliated by pulling me to his chest until I could feel his heartbeat and his warmth.&ldq
(Sena POV)Hushhh. Quiet.I didn’t want to disturb his sleep; else I might get a surprise attack. Wish he’d let me get pregnant without doing that. It's intoxicating and exhausting at once.Relax, mind. We don’t wanna be green.I tried to move closer to the border of the pool, stepped on the slippery rocks so carefully, until…“Ahhhhh!” Sean quickly pulled my body.I almost slipped.Then I realized that I wasn’t wearing anything inside that bathing robe. Sean has already taken off his robe before he stepped into the water earlier so that meant…I covered my eyes.“As if you haven’t seen it before. Love to play virgin, Sena? ““You shouldn’t be perverted in Singapore!”“Why? Will I be fined?”He pulled me by the waist. We stayed staring at each other until he untied the sash that
(Sena POV)My eyes widened.“Sean…hehe. Why didn't you tell me she’s blind? And besides, aren’t there any masseurs here? “I confusedly picked up the towel and threw it back at him, specifically at his angry snake. “I also need a massage. My body hurts. Ouch. “I was about to turn away but he pulled me closer instead.“Since you’re looking for something, let me help you.” He was about to kiss me but….“Wait!” I pushed his face away. “I’m not looking for anything. I thought I’m just getting a haircut today. We’re also attending the ball tonight. We don't have time for anything else… ““Tss. Just call them. Tsk! “He let me go and laid down on his stomach again.Did he really think I’d let him do it in that place? There were customers outside and I still couldn’t forget what Luis sai
(Sean POV)Me and my wife immediately went back to the suite after Leon confirmed that there were puppets of the Madrid everywhere. My staff went moving. Hint and I also successfully lured the ants that wanted to hurt my wife. I got those people arrested, regardless of the commotion it made. It even reached the local news.But as Sena and I left the spa, I sniffed another trouble.Wanna kill my wife? They're surely looking for their final breath.(Sena POV)I was sitting in front of the mirror while I combed the hair that reached down my waist. If Sean didn’t point it out, I wouldn’t realize it was that long.Sean was talking to the hairdresser as if he himself was getting a haircut. If I only knew it sooner, I could’ve had taken a picture of my hair for a before-and-after montage.I looked at Sean from the mirror’s reflection. Something felt u
(Sena POV)“Thank you, Sean,” I said softly when the waitress left.“Hope you learned from me. ““Huh? Learned what?”“Oh well… I guess you never learned anything.”“Is this about my ‘attitude and behavior’ again?”“Yes. You made a progress somehow. Now act accordingly as if we’re already at the party. “When the food arrived, he kept pointing out the mistakes that I kept on doing while eating. I never imagined eating has to be that strict. My meal process routine was to spoon the food, eat what’s in the spoon, and swallow. But mankind has became so civilized to the point that the spoon has to do sophisticated things before it reaches your mouth. What was passable to Cecile’s standards was not even okay to Sean.He took his cutleries and taught me how to eat. In his style. Don't be stubborn