All Chapters of Marriage for a Deal: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The next day, I cooked breakfast for Hudson. I don't know why I did it. Maybe because I'm just happy about what happened last night.I don't know what to feel anymore. I don't want this marriage, but here I am doing the job of being a housewife, cooking for a husband.Maybe I should give it a try? This is for the meantime; after all, if someone is in this situation, they might also let things unfold to their places.I brought the food that I cooked to our bedroom. I looked at Hudson, who was still sleeping, so I just sat on the edge of the bed, gently caressing Hudson's face.Hudson groaned and rubbed his eyes, then woke up."Ace?"Good morning, my husband! "Hudson finally opened his eyes. He didn't say anything; he just stared at me as if confused."Your wake-up call is nice, isn't it? Now get up and have breakfast." I stood up and took the bed tray containing the food from the table. I placed it in front of Hudson after he sat down. I sat again on the edge of the bed."This is new.

HUDSON'S POVOne week has passed without Aceia talking to me. Every time I attempt to talk to my wife, she always has an excuse for not talking to me. Just like now. We are eating face-to-face, but Aceia never said a word.My annoyance was too much, but I couldn't do anything. I was irritated. I don't know what I did or why Aceia is being like this.I tried talking to her in any way that I could think of. I tried pleasing my wife in every way, but to no avail. I tried to corner her in the bathroom and kiss her senselessly, but she didn't complain and just stood there like a statue. And this is the cruelest thing that has happened in the past week. I tried to seduce her. I miss my wife; that's why I started kissing her on the lips down to her neck. I thought she would stop me, but she let me do what I wanted. I was the one who stopped voluntarily because my wife was like a statue, cold and emotionless.I want to shout because of frustration! I will lose my mind every time we are togeth

HUDSON'S POVI almost called every saint I knew just to stop my stomach from aching. I couldn't count how many times I had to go back and forth to the bathroom since I ate the breakfast that Aceia cooked.Speaking of Aceia, she bit her lip while looking at me pitifully. I was lying on the bed, weak and drained."Are you okay?" She asked while biting her lips."I'm fine." I answered lifelessly. "I took medicine to stop this LBM; it will take effect soon. I'll be okay." My stomach grumbled again. "Fuck!" I go run to the bathroom again."Holy fucking hell!" I screamed as I felt that I only discharged water. "I'm going to die. Fuck it!"It was silly, but I was afraid of LBM. When I was a child, I was taken to the hospital because of diarrhea. And I was dehydrated, even if it was only for a few hours. I developed a phobia because of the many needles that were injected into me. Because of that, I learned to cook for myself. I want to make sure what I eat is clean. Aceia was the first person

HUDSON'S POVMy forehead was wrinkled when I woke up with nothing on my body except the boxers I was wearing. I quickly got up and looked around, full of dread. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that I was in our bedroom.Thank God...I stood up from sitting on the bed and rubbed my head as if it were being torn apart by the pain."Argh! I hate having a hangover!" I groaned.I was about to walk to the bathroom when I saw a post-it note on the side table, and next to it were two Advils and a glass of water.I picked up the post-it note and read what was written there. It was a woman's handwriting, and I confirmed it when I read what was written there.Hudson,Here's an Advil for your headache. I also cooked soup for you. I'm sorry about what I did yesterday. I know it was childish of me. When you read this, I'll probably be in Dra. Manzana's office for my check-up. I hope you like what I cooked. Have a great day ahead.-AceI stared at Aceia's note. I want to stay angry with her,

ACEIA'S POV"H-Hudson," I stammered out the word. I felt very nervous at the visible expression on Hudson's face. His expression was harsh, and he was trying to hide his anger.Hudson's mouth opened slightly, his chest heaving as he slowly released what seemed to be a very heavy breath from his mouth and looked away from me.His jaw moved aggressively before looking back at me."Beatrice is..." He paused, struggling to get the sentences out."Beatrice is looking for you. But if you were busy, I'd just tell her." His voice was harsh, but his expression says that he's in pain. I don't know if I would believe that he's hurt or what, but when he took a step back before turning his back on us, I immediately stood up from where I was sitting."Hudson!" I called out his name, causing him to stop in his tracks, but he didn't look back."Let me explain; it's not what you think." My voice trembled, my knees were trembling violently beneath my skirt, and my heartbeat was so strong that it seemed