Flash Marriage: Shrewd Wife, Devious Husband -
Chapter 120: Soothing Rain
Chapter 120: Soothing Rain
Tony watched her getting away. He heard what she said. He could still feel the warmth left by her lips on his cheeks. It was turning colder by the second.
He couldn’t move. His temporary paralysis didn’t apply to his lips as he couldn’t stop smiling.
She said it! She told me that she loved me. She called me ’Sweet Baby Tony’. It was real.
She said she loves me!
He couldn’t keep his happiness at bay. The warmth of happiness shook him off his frozen state and he jumped up from his seat. He bent down a little to have a peek of her face.
In the rain, under the umbrella, his beautiful magnolia bloomed with a bright smile. When he met her eyes, she smiled teasingly at him and turned.
Those lips... he wanted to taste those lips that said those awesome words!
"Wait!" he shouted unable to bear to lose sight of her divine face.
She turned to him; she must have heard him call for her. His heart leaped inside his chest cavity. But like a celestial being that doesn’t heed the wishes of a mortal, she crossed the road with a skip to her step.
Stop! You’re carrying my heart away! I won’t survive you leaving now...Wait for me, my love!
He’s longed countless days for her to say those words to him. Like a sudden rain on a scorched land, her words revived him. He forgot that he was on the bus and rushed to the door as she was disappearing from his view.
He didn’t notice that the bus had started moving. Someone held him back as he tried to get out of the moving bus.
He waited for the bus to stop. He didn’t care it was at the signal. He begged the driver to open the door and jumped right out. He didn’t bother to open his umbrella. He didn’t want to slow down. He rushed back to her office building.
There she was... waiting for him.
He waited for her for years. And yet the few seconds between them made his heart palpitate.
"Wait!" He shouted with a wide grin on his face. "I’ll come there..."
Marcella gestured for him to open his umbrella. But he didn’t care. As it was peak hours there was a lot of traffic and he couldn’t cross the street.
He looked at her with his hand stretched. She blew a kiss at him. "Go!" she mouthed. "See you at home."
Tony stretched out his hands. "Come to me..."
She waved her hand with a smile. "Evening," she mouthed.
Tony pouted. She blew another kiss at him and walked inside her building. He couldn’t see her as the inside of the building was darker than the outside. Shaking his head, he walked away. It’s getting late and he doesn’t think she will meet him even if he goes inside her building.
He waited for years; he can wait for some more hours. She is already his anyway!
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Marcella walked in with a big smile. She didn’t know why she said that out of nowhere. When she was sitting beside him with one side of her body warmer than the other thanks to the man beside her, she was happy.
It came out just as she noticed the shimmer in his beautiful eyes when he told her that he loved her for the hundredth time. Every time he told her that he loved her, he would look so mesmerizingly handsome and his happiness shone in his piercing blue eyes.
Maybe she was holding her true feelings back... Maybe that’s why it spilled out of nowhere. Seeing the bewilderment on his face, she was happy but she didn’t know why her heart was beating as if it was going to burst.
She needed to compose herself before meeting him again. That guy waited a decade to tell her what she wanted to hear. He can wait a day.
When she went in, Gloria was already in there doing something in her drawer so seriously. She didn’t even notice her coming in. She tiptoed to her and slowly blew on her exposed neck.
"Begone demon!"
Gloria sprung up rubbing her neck. Marcella ended up laughing holding her stomach.
Gloria pinched her arm. "Mars! That was not fair! You know I am scared of ghosts! Stop laughing!"
It took her some time to settle down and Marcella broke the news to Gloria.
"I’m so mad at you!" Gloria turned her face.
"Why?" Marcella tried to get on her eyesight but Gloria swerved away from her.
"Glo... Glo... Talk to me, Glo..."
After cajoling her for some time, Gloria looked at her.
"I thought I would be the first to have a baby and there you are... already with a baby. And I thought I would be the first to leave and you are... I am so mad at you..."
Marcella tried to placated her friend for some time. A few minutes and a offer to go furniture shopping together, Gloria calmed down.
"I am so happy for you, Mars...I am not jealous, well, only a little jealous, but I love you more. You’re growing up so fast and I... I wish you all the best," she said wiping the corners of her eyes.
Marcella hugged her back. "You’re a true friend, Glo. I love you too..."
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Marcella got to the executive floor with the resignation letter. Louis Fletcher’s secretary came out of his room just as she turned the hallway. She looked unwell and squeamish.
"Are you okay?" Marcella asked. The corners of her eyes were red and she was pulling down her skirt and fixing her shirt.
It did not look good at all.
Marcella has seen such scenes all too often as there are some terrible men in power who thinks that all women working for them are theirs to take whenever they wanted to.
She didn’t pegged Louis Fletcher for such a man. His father would kill him if he learns this is what his son is doing in his office room.
The secretary didn’t answer her and rushed to the washroom. Thinking that she would want her privacy, Marcella walked to the room.
She wanted to wait, but then she felt a burning rage in her heart.
She didn’t want to just pretend that she didn’t see what she saw just now.
She knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Louis Fletcher asked.
"Marcella," she answered.
"Um..." Louis hesitated for some time. "Wait five minutes, Marcella," he said.
Marcella stood by the door wondering if she should listen to him or just storm in.
*Bang*
The door opened and Marcella was stunned.
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