Falling For The Man I Married

Chapter 9: Because of her

Madi's POV:

I couldn't help but shake my head as to what Sandy's reaction would be if I told her what the jerk said.

I took a sip of my 'now' coffee before dialling her number.

"Madi?" she asked on the other line.

"Hi. Where are you? Are you still in the meeting room?"

"Yes. But since it's all set, I'm going back now. Why?"

"Well, our boss wants you ta make him coffee again." I rolled my eyes with the bullshit idea.

"What? I thought you already gave him?"

"Yeah, but you know what he said.. 'I won't drink it and I don't need it. Call Ms Aguilar to make me a new cup." I mimicked what the 'boss' said exactly.

"What the fuck, Madi? What's happening to him? Did you ask him about this?" I can hear the annoyance in her voice. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"Yes. And he said he doesn't need my permission as he is the CEO and that I should know my place as his PA. He also wanted me to check the meeting room instead of you."

I can feel my blood rushing up to my head. Well, as they say, there is the right time for everyone.. maybe this is his time and I can't wait to have mine.

"My goodness!" I bet she slapped her forehead.

"I'm sorry, Sandy." I apologized because I know this is really something related to what happened last Friday.

"No. It's not your fault. He's just an asshole!"

I chuckled as I sip my coffee.

"Okay, hurry up before the lion inside gets grumpier and eats you."

"Haha. Funny. I hate you for this." she complained and I laughed again.

After ending the call, I made a decision to tell Sandy what happened between me and Mr Wilsons last week. I think she needs to know about this because she's the one suffering the consequences for me.

Whether he denied it or not, I know it's the possible reason why he suddenly gave my job to Sandy. Honestly, I don't understand him. He was the one who told me that it's unprofessional to bring that matter inside the office. But hello... even though he didn't say anything about it, the way he ordered Sandy to do my job clearly shows that this is related to it.

What... he can't even accept that I rejected his deal? Isn't it a childish act?

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Before our lunch break, since I have no more work to do, I cornered Sandy in her office. I need to tell her right away as I have something planned for it.

"Wow, for the first time you're the one to call me for lunch." she raised her eyebrow and I smiled.

"Yeah, there's always a first time for everything. And because I don't have much work to do, so I decided to call you." my smile widened when her eyebrow dropped and her gaze turned into a glare.

"Uhuh... you don't have much work to do," she repeated, nodding. "You're enjoying this, don't you?" I know she was referring to the added work that Mr Wilsons gave her.

"Of course. Who wouldn't?" I teased her more.

"I hate you!" she huffed and I laughed at her.

"Actually, I have something to tell you."

"About what?"

"This is something about me and I need you to listen to me."

"Whoah, wait! Don't tell me you have cancer? Brain cancer?Blood cancer? Breast cancer? Cervix------ ouch!"

I slapped her forehead.

"Forgodsake, Sandy! What are you thinking? You want me to die still a virgin?" I narrowed my eyes on her as she laughed. "I'm serious!"

"Okay fine. I was just trying to joke, okay?"

"Haha. Wow... nice try."

She rolled her eyes. "So, what is it about?"

I sighed and settled into the chair in front of her desk.

"I think I know the reason why he's trying to switch our jobs and why he's as grumpy as you said."

"Really? And that is?"

"I think it's because of what happened between us last Friday." and her eyes widened in surprise. "Oh my God, no! That's not what I mean." I instantly corrected her thoughts.

"But you said, there's something happened between you two-----"

"Yes, but it's not the way you think. My God, Sandy, can you at least think of anything that has nothing to do with sex?" I glared at her.

"Excuse me, but can you blame me? I only rely on your words."

"You're crazy! Haist! What I'm trying to say is that we talked. We talked last week."

"What? What kind of talk and what did you talk about?"

Now I got her full attention.

"Okay, listen. Last Friday, he asked me---no, he ordered me to talk to him. It's something that has nothing to do with my job, so he sent his driver to pick me up and do you know where did we go?"

"Where?" her eyes sparkled with interest.

"To my restaurant. To my first restaurant."

"What? Seriously?"

I nodded.

"Oh my! How about your staff? And what about him, did find out the truth?"

"Well, about my staff, I immediately called Noelle to brief them. All of the employees as much as possible not to greet me or acknowledge me inside. And about him, I think he didn't find out and he's still unaware of it."

"Uhuh.. okay. So, how about 'the talk' what did you talk about?"

I sighed as I looked at her.

"He asked me to marry him."

"What?"

"Shhh! Lower your voice!" my right hand automatically covered her mouth. That's exactly what I was expecting.

"Wait.. wait!" she removed my hand from her mouth. "Did I hear you right? Can you uhm... repeat it again? Sometimes, my eardrums got some problems, you know." she waved her hands in the air.

I sighed again and put back my hands in my lap.

"I said, he asked me to marry him."

"Holy shit!" her eyes blinked continuously and her mouth hung open. "What the---fuck! Are you sure you're not kidding?"

"Oh my God! Do you think I can joke around regarding this matter?"

"Oh fuck, Madi! How did it happen? You're not even in a relationship...." she paused and her eyes widened again.

"What?" I asked without having the slightest clue.

"Not unless you two have a secret relationship and you... you screwed your boss!" she said looking horrified.

And my face turned sour as I threw her the mini-elephant pencil eraser which was on top of her desk.

"My goodness, Sandy Aguilar! Do you think I can do that? And how could I do it if we both knew he hadn't gotten over his past yet?"

"So, why did he ask you to marry him if you're not in a relationship? What would that be--- a fake marriage? A marriage of convenience?"

"Exactly," I answered, nodding.

"I still don't get it."

"Do you remember the last time you told me about his past?"

"Uhm... which one? His past personality, the one in which he accepted his CEO position, loving his fiancée who got away from him or that the woman he loved is now back again in town?"

My eyebrows knitted in her last line.

"What?"

"Which one?"

"Wait. You didn't tell me about the last part."

"Ohh.. that his ex-fiancée is now back in town?"

"Yes. Where did you get that news and why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought I already told you?"

"No. Actually, you've already mentioned everything except that one."

"Oh.. okay. Well, as I heard, the woman who left him before, I mean his ex-fiancee is now wondering in the City again."

"What?" I don't understand why the mention of his ex-fiancée or that he already loved a woman before, gives me something heavy inside.

"Yes, but with another man."

-'Oh my!'-

Now I know why he's so desperate and eager with his stupid deal.

"So now tell me. Why did he ask you to marry him?"

"Because of her."

"Because of her--- you mean, he asked you to marry him because of her? Because of his ex-fiancée?"

"Yes." I nodded, feeling disappointed.

"But why? You know this is getting ridiculous! Why don't we go to the cafeteria now and for lunch, while you're sharing this ridiculous thing with me."

She stood up and cleaned her desk.

"Okay. I can also feel my intestines dancing inside."

We both chuckled when we heard both our stomach growled.