To forgive or not to

Salome Pov

Hours after I had returned home, Carlos came home as well. I could tell by how the bed deep, I acted like I was totally asleep when in actual fact I was still wide awake, thinking about all the atrocities that has been committed behind my back.

I felt him embrace and kiss my neck, he cuddled closer as I tried to remain still. I was really disgusted by this and wanted to cry. Those times he came home late and does this, I always felt affection for him and would return the hug, it was what sustained our relationship.

I can’t believe that the man I loved all this years, whom I thought had my back was just a facade.

I wiggled my body so he would feel uncomfortable, but he did not as he whispered into my ear, “I love you, Salome, and I am sorry for tonight” he said, cuddling even closer. “Are you asleep?”

When he asked, I gave no respond as I prayed that will deter him. I was glad he took the gist and went back to his side of the bed.

The next morning, I saw a different side of my husband, the side I love and he loves to show me. That model husband that brings you breakfast in bed that makes your heart all buttery, the surprise kiss on the lips as he feed you breakfast.

It is so frustrating that I fell for all of that, he is even shirtless which makes everything even hotter, God know I hate this man now but I can testify that he is undeniably hot, so hot that I might burn.

He woke me up with a kiss on the cheeks as he stuff bread into my mouth, sweet freshly baked bread.

“What is all this?” I asked as if to be surprised at Carlos early morning duty, something he does when he feels guilty about something.

He smiled. “Just something to say that I am sorry for last night, I shouldn’t have acted the way I did. When I went out to clear my head, I just couldn’t stop thinking about you”

Oh please, Carlos spare me the apology, I know you were fucking Laura last night. You went out to clear your head? In my best friend’s house? What happen to Harry? I can’t believe you would dare lie to me so straight-faced and I will believe, I know what I saw last night.

“Carlos this is so wonderful, did you make this?” I asked, he nodded his head in response and then I hugged him. “I am the one who should be sorry about last night.”

“Don’t worry, it doesn’t matter now. I was the one who neglected you, I thought that it is best not to sleep with you because it is what you want and I want to respect that”

“Really? Babe…. why would you think that I would want that?” I asked.

He shrugged, as he says, “I just felt that was what you wanted. Now that I know, how about we have sex right now”

“No!” I said abruptly, Carlos had stared at me, utterly confused at my refusal, he must probably be thinking why I had chosen to reject him when I was the one who went all out to sleep with him. “You see, all of my family members are coming over this weekend and I want to make preparations so they won’t be disappointed like last time”

Through my excuse was spot-on, Carlos wasn’t buying it one bit as he made a stronger comeback, saying, “You can do that in the day and not at night, right?”

I nodded my head as I still thought of something else to escape this, I don’t thing I feel comfortable having to share the same bed with him. When I found nothing, I just agreed with him.

“So the work won’t be too hectic for you, you can ask Laura for help” He suggested.

“Why?” I said in a curt manner which took him off-guard, he must be thinking that I am acting differently today. “I mean you don’t like her, so it is best she stays away for this preparation, I don’t want you two fighting like always” I quickly added before things get odd.

“I know, I just don’t want you to be stressed, I also promise to be on my best behavior” He said raising his right hand up to show his honesty, I believed none of it, he just want her around and that’s that. “Eat your food before it gets cold”

I smiled. Mostly because I don’t know what face I would make to make him believe the food was sweet and he should keep making it for me. Before now, I ate his food the way it was, without any complaints of which there was so many, like too much pepper, the salt was too much, the curry, or just everything was over the top.

I know that I can’t cook but I know I can prepare pasta than he can. He takes his lessons from a recipe book, hoping to achieve the same goal. He feels he is some kind of a chef just because I praise his cooking.

As I took a bite of my scrambled eggs, I was immediately open to the different kind of flavors I could get from this. The scrambled eggs didn’t stay long in my mouth as I spat it out, directly at his face.

I felt really sorry because I didn’t expect the egg to be that bad, it looked presentable but not good enough to be eaten, the egg was horrible that I want vomit right now, I jumped out of the bed and rushed to the bathroom.

I have never felt this sick since I tasted his special kind of sauce, I have forgotten the name he called it.

He came into the bathroom to ask how I was doing, I rinsed my mouth at the sink before I replied that I was fine. “I made them like last time, I must have made a mistake. Are you sure you are okay? We can call the doctor if you want”

“No need to worry, I am absolutely fine” I touched his face so as to ease his worry, it is an habit of mine that I will work on trying to stop. “You better go get ready for work or you will be late” I said, going out to ring the bell that calls for Rosario whenever I needed her.

Madam Rosario…. I meant to say, Carlos’ mother, came up to my room in no time, I pointed at the food tray her son made for me as I said, “Help me clear this, I don’t I have the appetite. Afterwards, here is my credit card, go to the supermarket and get what’s on this list, Chef Sandra is low on staff and since I called her on short notice, she needs me to help her with the shopping list, you can take Thomas with you.”

After saying that, I had looked at Carlos’ expression, I could tell that he was fuming with rage as he watch his mum leave the room, he said, “Sweetheart why don’t I do the shopping instead, Madam Rosario has a lot of work to do”

I rolled my eyes at this, “Sweetheart….” I said mockingly, “She is our housekeeper, it is her job. Your job is to head to the office before the meeting begins” I kissed his cheeks then went ahead to arrange the bed.

I know he did not like his mother being classified as a help but it is who she is.

“Aren’t you coming with me?” He asked.

“You go ahead, I have something that I need to do before I come.” I replied. Ever since I heard Carlos and Laura’s conversation yesterday and how he is trying to take my property and my inheritance, I was scared.

I will be meeting with the Lawyer today to discuss my will, I know it is too early since I am very much healthy but I do not want Carlos getting anything form me, if any case something happens to me. I am currently thinking of donating half my property to orphanage home while the rest shall go out as investment in businesses Carlos know nothing about. While my buildings and island will be sold off to any interested buyer, even at a lower cost.

I want to lock Carlos in a marriage that even if he does get me to sign the divorce papers, he will still be penniless. Don’t get it wrong that I hate my partner because he cheated, I don’t hate him, in fact I very much love him but I will learn to let go of such feelings cause they now mean nothing to me.