Chapter 29 Apology is not enough
Believe me, if I had my way, I would have taught him a lesson at that moment.
Speaking of lessons, which one would be tough for such a person?
A residing slap, constant knock on the head, pushing him through a cliff, or kicking him hard on the dick.
The last part actually made me laugh.
I had imagined him holding that area with one eyes opened and the other closed. He yelled an "Awe!" and landed on the floor.
If only it happened as I imagined. Why do I always feel strong in my imagination? I haven't really given such power a try.
I nodded my head to drive my thoughts away and inhaled deeply to embrace reality.
Reality is that Ravyen is not coming to apologize.
I sniffed frequently as I seem to be hurt by that sad truth. He had his ego up and believes he is right at it.
Actually, he's not right at all. And someone has to tell him that.
To be honest, I wasn't actually comfortable that he hasn't come around.
Is he even at home?
This is the third day we haven't said a word to each other.
We would always pass each other by whenever we appeared on the same lane.
And whenever we mistakenly come in contact, we redrew ourselves.
We both maintained furious gazes at one another, speechless and just going on our normal ways.
Most times I'd wish he missed a step or something else while he glared.
I know he wishes the same, his gaze said it all.
Why do men have stiff hearts?
I mean, what will it take him to make a simple apology?
Of course! I'd forgive him, if he even make the apology. I have a really soft heart unlike him.
My eyes observed my scattered makeup materials. I couldn't believe he wasn't attracted by that.
I walked up to the makeup area angrily and began arranging the scattered items.
Some of my delicate materials were broken, all for the purpose of attracting a hard head that didn't hear the sound.
I felt like yelling his name and asking for a one on one battle with him.
But he would only shatter my bones to pieces. Because I can't deny the fact that he had massive muscles. There is no way I'd stand a chance against battling with him.
My makeup was a total mess. I won't stop pestering him until he buys me my lost items.
My expensive makeup, I bet he had no idea how much there cost?
He's gonna pay for them all!
I disposed the destroyed items in the trashcan and went back to sit on the bed.
I felt like going out, but I was tired of the same routine. Seeing Raven and looking elsewhere. Pretending not to use some certain places to avoid having him in the same room.
Gosh! I'm really fed up and tired with his newfound attitude. Can't he just admit he was wrong?
I recalled moments he assisted me with tasks. It made me giggle, but I wasn't sure that was him being himself.
Perhaps he was just fulfilling the duties of a man in a contract marriage.
Well, if he won't come here to apologize, I will go and show myself to him.
I'd force him to spit the words out of his mouth since he was short of words.
And once I am satisfied with him, then we go back to our normal living.
I went to stand before the mirror to rehearse what I was going to say to him.
But the problem was how to begin. I have no idea about that.
Maybe I should just greet him first and ask how these silent days have been for him?
No, he would just pick the impression that I am worried for him, instead of the other way round.
How about I just open up and tell him I was hurt by his words?
No, he would only see me as a weakling which is more annoying.
What if I apologized instead?
For his own wrong doing? That is more ridiculous, I can't do that.
I guess have to give him one more day. If he doesn't show up today to apologize then, that is it. I'll have it my own way.
I stared at myself in the mirror and smiled warmly.
If my own face was able to melt my hardened heart, why hasn't it done the same for him?
Enough of thinking of Rav! I said to myself.
I won't think of someone that has no thought for my feelings. Angrily, I paced to my window and I found him at the field. Shooting at an arc board, perhaps, a means to quell the anger in him. I exhaled softly, hating