Flash Marriage: Shrewd Wife, Devious Husband
Chapter 95: His Fault

Chapter 95: His Fault

Marcella went to bed after Tony left. She couldn’t sleep for a long time. There was a pulsating feeling all over her body and she felt hot even though the temperature was fairly cold.

She needed something to snuff out the fire burning inside her but she didn’t know what she needed.

After rolling in the bed for some time, she fell asleep. Tony didn’t return the whole night. He didn’t return until she was about to leave for work.

She called him. She tried to ignore his absence as he told her that he was busy, but she couldn’t help but worry. Her husband has a lot of enemies. What if something bad happened?

She knew she wouldn’t be able to relax until she confirms that he was safe.

She called his office. Someone else answered the phone—a woman.

Stella was sweet and polite. She told her that Tony was in his office and he fell asleep on his chair. Stella didn’t want to wake him up.

Stella told Marcella that she thought it would be too cruel to wake up that sleeping beauty even after she knew it was his wife calling.

Marcella fisted her hands. She was so mad. She almost went off on Stella but she held back. She didn’t want to wake up Tony either.

She didn’t understand what made her so mad though. After asking Stella to inform Tony that she called, she ended the call.

She was not pleased. Not at all. For some reason, she got mad at Tony. Why is he showing Stella his sleeping face? Why is he making Stella worry? Doesn’t he have a wife at home worrying for him?

With a grumpy face, she stomped out of the house. On her way to the office, she realized why she was mad at Stella.

Stella is a secretary and maybe it’s a professional hazard, Stella sounded almost like Cindy. She obviously hated Cindy. Maybe that’s what provoked her.

Speaking of Cindy, Marcella remembered that she didn’t see Cindy the previous day. Cindy was making it her job to annoy her every day the past week.

Maybe she was on leave yesterday, Marcella concluded.

Just as she got down from the bus, she noticed Gloria. She was walking with a skip to her step. She for some reason, found that to be annoying too.

But Gloria is her friend. She didn’t know why she was getting irritated so much.

Oh, no... Is it that time of the month?

Eh!

"Glo!" she ran to her.

Gloria stopped and her smile became a grin seeing Marcella. They walked to the office building together.

"You don’t look good," Gloria said.

Marcella mumbled under her breath.

"What?" Gloria asked.

"You are happy," Marcella said after taking in a deep breath. She might be in a bad mood but she cannot take it out on her good friend.

"I am happy," Gloria rubbed her belly gently. "I might be pregnant."

"Already? Why, congrats, Glo!" Marcella tried to hug Gloria. "Did you miss your period?"

Gloria chuckled. "I’ll know only after a couple of weeks..."

Marcella blinked. "What?" But then she realized. Her sister tried for a baby for a very long time and she knew almost everything about it.

If Gloria will know about it in a couple of weeks, then that means, they are trying for a baby.

"So, Mr. Butler is working hard, huh?" Marcella giggled.

"He is... He is... He still hasn’t told me his plans but he’s in the "mood" a lot. Yesterday alone we..." Gloria went on about the details.

Marcella shut her ears to it. Usually, she would find it cringy when Gloria talks about her husband’s sexual prowess but this time, she got mad.

At Tony, of course.

Once signing in, they went to their respective seats. Marcella drank some cold water. She cannot be getting mad at Tony for no reason. That poor guy is working his ass off for the bill. She should be supportive not cause him more headaches.

Another dark voice echoed in her mind. Why should you help him, Marcella? He has Stella helping him!

Marcella shook her head.

Calm down, Marcella. Calm down... Let’s not get too worked out for nothing.

"Hey!" Gloria slapped her back bringing Marcella out of her reverie.

"What? That hurt!" Marcella gritted her teeth. "Why did you do that for?"

"You’re staring at your able for more than five minutes. You didn’t even blink your eyes. I wondered if you are having a seizure or something. What is going on with you?" Gloria asked.

"Is it break time already? Come, let’s get a cup of coffee," Marcella brought Gloria out.

"You’ve met him, right?" Marcella asked taking a sip of the hot coffee.

"Who?" Gloria asked. "Mars, are you okay? You are making me concerned," she held her arm.

"I am fine. I think it’s that time of the month," Marcella whispered.

"Is that it? Are you sure?" Gloria asked to confirm.

Marcella nodded.

"I’ll try to believe you..." Gloria curled her lips. "You’ve learned to love scarfs? You don’t usually wear scarves," she pulled on Marcella’s scarf.

"No," Marcella held on to the scarf for dear life.

It’s Tony’s fault. She thought he was just kissing her on the neck, but in the morning, she noticed marks on her neck.

Pervert! Why would he do that? Good thing she noticed it before leaving house. Otherwise... It would have been shameful! Everyone would have noticed it.

Once again, she got mad at Tony.

"Keep your scarf. It’s not like I haven’t seen a scarf before. You’re being too much, Mars," Gloria pouted.

"I’m sorry, Glo..." Marcella held Gloria’s hand. "I don’t know why I am getting so worked up today. It’s all because of Stella..." she mumbled.

Gloria who was about to pull the scarf when Marcella was not focusing, found something much more important to learn. "Who is Stella?" Gloria asked.

Marcella told Gloria about what happened in the morning. She was curious what Gloria would think. But Gloria ended up laughing.

"You are starving out your husband and did you think other women wouldn’t smell his hunger?"

"Glo! Why would you say that? Take it back!" she pinched Gloria.

"Even I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. Some guys would turn ugly the more you stare at them but he... He got more and more handsome the more I stared at his face. This is coming from a married woman with a much handsome husband who cherishes me. Imagine what young women would feel looking at him..." Gloria said.

"My Tony is very handsome..." Marcella mumbled. There is no denying that.

"Not as handsome as my Boo Boo Bear," Gloria scoffed. She has the most handsome husband in the world. There is no competition to her husband’s charm.

Marcella smiled. "Mr. Butler is handsome too," she agreed.

"Too? Too? Are you trying to humiliate my husband?" Gloria twisted Marcella’s ear.

Marcella got out of her hold. "Mr. Butler is a different kind of handsome than my Tony."

"Different kind?" Gloria raised her brows.

"Yes," Marcella nodded and placed the mug down. "Mr. Butler is ruggedly handsome... How to say... Like he’d be the guy wearing plaids and go fishing in the river during his free time. You can trust him because if a bear attacks, he would stay calm and shoot it with his shotgun."

"He does love fishing," Gloria said. "You are right. He is rugged. Your husband has this noble...aristocratic charm, doesn’t he? Like he’d be the guy who plays polo and goes fox hunting with his dogs and friends in the weekends..."

"Yeah, Tony does look like he has a noble bearing," Marcella nodded.

But going hunting with friends... She would have agreed with Gloria if it was the past. But she’s learned a lot about him in the past few days.

Tony is not the guy who would go hunting with his friends. He is much more dangerous—predatorily dangerous.

He’d be the guy who packs up and leaves for hunting alone. Perching up on a tree or in a safely obscured place with no disturbance and with his eyes focused only on his prey, he would patiently wait for as long as it takes for the prey to get trapped in his snare.

Can she trust that guy? Will she know if she is the prey? What if he is focusing on her with his rifle? What if she is already caught in his snare?

"Didn’t you say he’s from a noble family?"

Gloria’s question brought her out of her reverie. Talking to Gloria she returned to her workstation.

"Hey, Glo. Did you realize it...? Cindy is not disturbing us anymore. Was she told off?" Marcella asked.

"That is interesting... Wait here... I’ll go investigate it..." Gloria left the room.

Marcella got back to work. As time passed, the irritation she felt reduced too. Gloria came back after some time.

"Boss is calling for you," Gloria said. "And one more thing... Cindy was fired."

"Fired?" Marcella raised her brows.

"Yes, yesterday, with a black mark on her record. She’s not going to find a job in this city anymore, Mars..." Gloria smiled widely unable to hide her glee.

"Whoa... Who did she offend?" Marcella was surprised. To send her off with a blackmark...

"Who do you think, Mars?" Gloria winked. "God, you married a King! The Red King! She troubled you and he said, "Off with her head!"..." Gloria giggled.