My Belittled Husband Is A Billionaire

Winter’s POV

I immediately pushed Matthew away when I realized how close we were to each other.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“I-I’m sorry.” he apologized.

“Fine. If you don’t want me to see what’s behind that eye patch, I won’t force you anymore.” I said, then I sat back on the bench.

We were just staring at the view until Matthew placed a paper bag in the space between the two of us. Later on, he took out sandwiches and drinks. “Here, let’s eat. I bought it a while ago while you were sleeping inside the car. I didn’t bother to wake you up because you were sleeping deeply.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Here,” he said as he handed me the bottle of orange juice to me.

“Thanks.”

We continue eating our sandwiches until nothing is left.

“I thought you were on a diet?” Matthew said again while smiling teasingly at me.

I looked at him with widened eyes. “I’m just hungry, okay? Don’t you dare judge me just because I ate all of it. You are the one who bought it in the first place, anyway.”

“I know that. I’m just amazed at how big you eat, but you can still manage to be so thin.”

“Wait, did you just say that I’m so thin?! W-Who do you think are you?!”

He kept on laughing. “Oh, no. That’s not what I mean. Forget about it.”

“You’re rude. You can never get a girlfriend if you’re that harsh.”

“But you had no boyfriend, too.”

“H-Hey! How dare you talk to me like that?! I never had a boyfriend because that’s what I wanted and I have a high standard when it comes to men. While you, for sure, you never had a girlfriend because you suck at thinking of the greatest pickup lines.”

“O-Of course, not. Back when I was in middle school, so many girls were fighting just to get my attention.”

I almost got choked because of what he just said. “That is not true, for sure. There is no way you are saying the truth. Even if I were one of those schoolmates of yours before, I wouldn’t fight with other girls just for you.”

“Really? But you should be careful with the words you say. You might eat those words in the end.” he said with a wink then laughed afterward.

And for no apparent reason, I caught myself staring at his face once again. Before he could even catch me, I shook my head and averted my gaze.

“By the way, Winter. Why did you actually ask me to have a date with you today?”

“Because I just want to. I have nothing to do, anyway. If I stay all day in that mansion, I’ll just get bored.”

He nodded his head. “I see. Thanks for inviting me out, by the way.”

Themis’ POV

After hanging out in the abandoned park, we then went home. She didn’t want people to notice her. That is why we didn’t go anywhere anymore.

“Welcome home, Miss Winter and Sir Matthew.” the maids welcomed us as soon as we arrived home.

“Good evening.”

Winter went straight to her room while I proceeded to the library after taking a bath to study something. I still have to go through the profiles of the suspected people and I need to finish it quickly before I run out of time. I just can’t let them continue living in peace after what they did to my family.

While flipping through the pages, I remembered how Winter and I hang out with each other a while ago.

Actually, I really thought we wouldn’t be able to do anything there but argue with each other all day. But then I was wrong because I saw a side of her that I have never seen before. She’s not as bad as I thought she was. I also think her spoiled brat attitude comes from something. She is not behaving that way because she wants to, but because that is just her coping mechanism to hide the sadness that she feels inside.

I was surprised when I saw her crying a while ago. I wonder what she was thinking at that time.

Anyway, that’s not my business anymore. I shouldn’t put my nose into something I shouldn’t be concerned about.

“Hey, Matthew.”

I almost fell from my chair when Winter suddenly appeared in front of me, holding a cup of coffee.

“O-Oh, Winter. Are you planning to read a book, too?”

“Nope. I don’t read books, that’s so boring. I just came here to give you a cup of coffee.” she said, then put the cup of coffee on the table.

“Thank you for this, Winter.”

She sat on the other chair and looked at me. “I’m just returning the favor that you did for me. You brought me to a wonderful place a while ago, remember?”

“Is that so? You don’t have to do this to me, anyway. You are the one who invited me out.”

“Then I’ll take back the coffee.”

“I said nothing like that. And you don’t drink coffee, remember?”

She then rolled her eyes and stood up. “Fine. I hope you get choked by that coffee.”

“Thank you for this, Winter.”

“Whatever,” she said, then left.

I tasted the coffee that Winter made for me and surprisingly; it tastes really good. Although, for sure, she wasn’t the one who actually made this.