He pulled the blanket up to my shoulders afterwards. He moved my hair off my face, as I saw with my eyes that were slightly open. I slightly smiled at the sight. I heard him chuckle, he was getting off the bed, when I hold his wrisk and my smile widen. It felt like I was drunk of his touch.
He looked at me shocked and smiling after. "What?" He asked. I shook my head, as I grabbed his hand and massaging it after. I then sat and kept on doing it,"Why are you're hands so rough?" I said to him. "Huh?oh...is It?" He replied. I started tearing up,"you must be tired...sorry I couldn't help..."
He place his other hand on mine, stopping me. "Y/n-ah, I'm fine," he said hugging me as he moved closer. He pat my back and asked me to go to bed as he had an urgent phone call. That sounds ridiculous as it'a 3am in the morning.
But I stopped caring about that, I mean I know what's going on...
I stopped caring about him, but I have no idea why I cried once I held his hands. His finger..... that is no longer accessorized with our wedding ring.
I felt his presence besides me as my eyes were already close, acting as if I was sleeping. I was facing his back. I then stared at him until the alarm went off. I went to the bathroom to get ready for work as usual, and made breakfast.
I heard him running down the stairs, "chagiya, are you busy next week?" He asked excitedly as he sits down for breakfast. I smiled,"yea,I can make some time.''
"We're visiting mom,you remember right? her birthday," he continued. I nodded with a smile. "Why don't we bring her somewhere nice, oh she loves flowers..so somewhere like a flower field or something?" I suggested. "Yass!! Let's do it," he said whilst snapping his fingers.
We then left for work, and I met a client. As I walked in to the waiting room, where she was waiting for me. I openned the door to see the only person there. She turned and bowed to me and greeted me good morning.
She raised her head with a familiar smile. My smile that grew wider and looked less sincere greeted her. That would probably leave a bad impression but I don't care...she looks like the leach that clinged on my husband the night before. NO!I know it is her.
I bowed slowly and sighed in the process. I don't know why, while my heart was aching and I felt like crying. I was instead holding my head up with a fake smile and intimidating eyes. Instead of pain I felt rage.
I sat down in front of her and she followed. "Cho Y/n-shi?..I'm a huge fan of your work..." she babbled as I smile acting flattered by her words. We talked about the project for a while until we were interupted by her phone. She looked at it for a while,"oh...sorry can we continue this next time someone is picking me up," she said while pouting.
"Your boyfriend?" I said as she was tidying her stuff. She flinched to my question and showed an embarassed smile. "..yea," she whispered as she giggled a little. I smiled back,"it must be recent, I mean you looked shy and excited by it," I said. She nodded as her face turned more red.
"I'll send you off," I said once she stood up. She looked at me widening her eyes.
To be continued