Bella's POV.
"But, brother, you need to take a rest... it's already midnight–"
"Erick, I asked you to leave. Alex, escort him back," Caspar said in his cold voice. The voice which I have not heard recently.
I patted on Erick giving him assurance that I'll look after my husband and that he doesn't need to worry. Erick nodded and walked out of the room, he waved goodbye before leaving.
"Close the door and come to me."
'Excuse me? Was he ordering me just now?' I was taken aback because this was new to me. Nobody has ordered me except my parents. I will let it go since he was a good boy in bed and allowed me to play with his body.
Locking the door, I stepped towards him. Standing close, I awkwardly awaited his next order. However, he just turned on his table lamp and started reading something on his phone.
'Oh hello? Mr husband I'm still standing. Won't he ask me to sit down?' I became anxious, fighting the urge to keep my calm and be composed. Folding my arms across my chest, I impatiently stomped my foot.
Ten minutes of awkward silence
"Okay, I can't take it anymore. Caspar, what is it you want to talk to me about?" I asked, breaking the silence.
He kept quiet, staring at his phone's screen and ignoring me bluntly. I rolled my tongue in my mouth as a dry laugh escaped from my mouth. Hovering over him, I pushed my hand on the sofa trapping him in the middle. Leaning close to his face I whispered,"Caspar, why are you upset? Do you hate me already?"
"You... You really slept with that bastard Theodore?"
"Yes," I replied bluntly.
"Oh..."
"Oh? Are you mad about it? You won't believe me, but I have been in relationship with most of the influential men."
He glanced at me with his piercing hazel eyes. The faint light emitting from his phone's screen and the table lamp made his eyes glaze in a green shade. And even in the dimly lit room, his face radiated a remarkable appearance. I felt like a golden halo shining behind his head.
'What's wrong with me?' I said to myself as I abruptly distanced myself from him.
Getting seated on the table in front of him, I repeated my question. I kept ridiculing myself in front of me so that he could start hating me again. I don't know why I was doing this because my heart was aching every time I was pushing him away from me.
When I stop talking, he puts down his phone and kneels down on the floor. Taking off my heels, he touched my feet and murmured," Why are you always wearing these heels? Your feet are sore!"
"I-I have to because it's part of my public appearance."
"I see," he answered in a low voice and started kissing my feet.
As soon as his tongue touched my feet, I kicked him back and shouted in rage, "Gosh, have you lost your dignity?"
"What's wrong? Can't I touch you?"
'Hah?' I was dumbfounded by his stupid questions. I just can't understand what's wrong with him! I leaned forward and sniffed around his face. Goodness, he was reeking of alcohol. Clenching my fists I annoyingly inquired," Why did you drink?"
"Well, I got bored waiting for you so I asked the nurse to bring me a bottle of whiskey."'
"What's wrong with this hospital? How could they allow patients to drink alcohol?" I murmured under my breath.
Caspar touched my face and forced me into a kiss which I obviously avoided. Kicking him back again, I got up distancing myself from him and turned on the lights.
I looked back at Caspar who was lying flat on the floor with his eyes half opened and his clothes were messy. Brushing my hair back with my hand, I cursed, "That bastard Alex is useless. How could he let his boss consume alcohol?"
I tied my hair in a bun and held Caspar's arms as I dragged him to the bed. With great difficulty, I managed to lift his heavy body and toss it on the bed.
Panting for breath, I pushed his hanging legs onto the bed and took off his shoes. I then buttoned up his shirt and covered him with a blanket because the weather was a bit cold at night.
I sat beside him, and raised my hand to massage his head; however something inside me stopped me. I don't know if it was because I was not sure of Caspar's thoughts or if I was embarrassed of myself.
I pulled my hand back and went back to the sofa. Turning off the lights, I slept on the sofa and covered my face with my arms. I tried to get some sleep because tomorrow I was going to have a busy day.
At 8 a.m., my eyes opened because of the sunlight hitting my face. Yawning for breath, I looked around the room and didn't see Caspar.
"Where did he go?" I panicked and started looking into the bathroom and was about to go outside when I heard Maria's voice.
"Boss, your husband left when his assistant manager arrived. His assistant called me to take care of you."
"Oh!"
I reacted with a dry smile. Now he felt so disgusted with my presence that he dared to leave me in the hospital. He could have waited for me...
Somehow I felt sad, I couldn't believe he would still hate me. Then why did he propose to me? Why did he make me dream of our future together?
Alright it was not a time to feel sad and cry. I better get ready and do what I was supposed to do.
"Maria, let's go back to my villa."
"Villa? Aren't you leaving for the Mcadam family's mansion?" Maria asked, getting curious.
"Nope. That place is not for me. I need to cool down my head, so I want to stay in my villa for a week or two."
"Understood, I'll ask Victor to hire some men to increase the security of the villa," saying that Maria got busy on her phone.
***
After 2 hours, we arrived at my villa. It was not grand like my other villas and mansions in France. But it was beautiful and cozy. I went inside and after taking a shower, I changed into black pants and a white shirt. Putting on the black blazer, I walked out and asked Maria to get the car ready.
"Boss, where are we going?" Victor asked as he opened the car's door for me.
"QUEEN's broadcasting company," I replied firmly.