Bella's POV.
"What could I be forgetting about?" Caspar mumbled as he stroked his chin in a thoughtful way. Then raising his face up he asked,"Is our wedding anniversary today? Or is it your parents' anniversary?"
'Wow! I'm speechless at his nonchalant reply. Should I just punch his stupid face?' I thought.
No, I'll ruin his handsome face which I admire watching all day long! I should give him the silent treatment. Sighing deeply I forced myself to smile and say, "Oh it's nothing special. Why are you here during your working hours? Are you here to monitor me?"
"Oh no, I would never do that," saying that Caspar gets up. "I only came here after Alex told me that you plan to reorganize QUEEN's goals and objectives. I wish you good luck. Hope you prove me wrong by enlisting QUEEN into the top 3 profiting companies."
"Thank you, I'll give my best."
"Then I'll see you at the mansion," Caspar said.
"Why?" I abruptly asked. "Are we not going together?"
"Sorry about that, I have an urgent meeting in the evening so I won't be able to leave with you. Don't worry I'll be home before you," saying that he waves goodbye and leaves.
I don't know why I feel frustrated. Is it because I was expecting Caspar to remember my birthday and celebrate with me?
"Ugh! What's wrong with me? I never liked celebrating my birthday. It's not a big deal!"I murmured under my breath as I sat down on my chair.
Flipping my hair back, I folded my arms on my desk and buried my face. Actually I was sad. Yeah, even if I didn't celebrate... I at least wanted Caspar to greet me with a genuine smile. I never thought I would become like this. I was now building hopes of expectations from him.
"I should take a nap. Tomorrow is gonna be a busy day," I sighed and closed my eyes.
Two hours later, I was woken up by my phone's ringtone. Lifting my face up, I stretched my body and rubbed my eyes.
"Who is calling me?" I mumbled annoyingly as I pulled out my phone from my purse and saw the familiar number.
'Happy Birthday my dearest, Bella. I'm sorry for not being able to greet you in person but I've sent you enough cash. Please buy something expensive for yourself as my gift to you. I love you, my love.'
"He's at it again," I scoffed, feeling irritated by his cheeky words. One thing I don't want is the text message from this psychopath.
And as soon as I closed the message tab, I saw the credit transaction notification floating on my phone's screen.
CREDIT ALERT: $ 200,000.
"As usual he likes to show off his wealth," I chuckled and a memory of the past snapped inside my head.
Theodore Roosevelt, one of my ex-boyfriends who was obsessed with me and wanted to marry me. But it turned out that he was my distant uncle's son which made him my cousin. Although we belong to different families, our ancestors were the same. It's said that Theodore's grandfather was adopted by the Dior family’s head in the past. However when Theodore's grandfather grew up he separated from the house Dior and established house Roosevelt.
"We're not blood-related but still my dad was against it. He had planned to fix my marriage with Caspar," I shrugged off the past memories.
I don't want to remember my relationship with Theodore. He was my first ever boyfriend who I loved by heart. He was sarcastically cruel and I loved his twisted mind. But one day I found him kissing one of my friends which broke my heart. That broke my trust in love. I turned off my phone without replying to his text.
Hours went by while I was sitting still and thinking about my past. Somewhere in my heart I regretted playing with men for fun.
I never thought I would be loving one man in my life ever. Circumstances changed when I realized I had feelings for Caspar.
"No-one can oust my husband. He's a wholesome package of everything I want in a man," I whimpered, biting my lower lip.
Just thinking about him makes me imagine his handsome face and his tattooed naked body.
"But what if he still hates me for my past? No, he already said that he has accepted my flaws. It can't be. It's just he forgot that today was my birthday"
"Not a big deal. This can happen with any busy man. Stop overthinking Bella!"
I scolded myself and drank some cold water to calm myself. The clock struck 8 p.m. Finally the working hours were over.
I lazily walked out of my office carrying my purse and went inside the elevator. Soon after, when I arrived at the the company, there were no employees.
"Hah, so they left already. Only I was wasting my time following the rules. I'm so furious right now and tired too," I said to myself and stepped out of the main glass door of the company.
"Greetings, President. We were waiting for you," Maria and Victor greeted me.
"Why would you wait for me?" I asked the stupid question. Of course they were my secretaries now. It's very common sense to escort their boss.
I arrived at my parked car and before I could open the door, Victor rushed and opened the car's door for me. I got seated, throwing my purse on the other seat. Victor got inside too and sat beside me. Maria was one to drive the car and I can already imagine the speedometer breaking the limits.
"Bastard help boss with the seat belts. Don't just sit like a lazy potato!" Maria cursed.
"Oh I forgot," Victor apologized and moved closer to me to tie my seat belts.
I used to feel butterflies whenever Victor would get near me or be touchy with me. However now I don't feel anything, I guess my sophisticated personality has returned to me.
Victor and Maria continued reporting about how Alex nagged them all day. They expressed their desires to me that they wished to murder Alex however they controlled their urges for my sake. Hearing their bickering brought a smile to my gloomy-cold face.
We laughed all the way and I finally arrived at the Mcadam family's mansion. The huge iron gate swung open and Maria drove inside.
"Boss, I can't believe your husband forgot about your birthday. Do you want me to knock some sense into his anti-romantic head?" Maria suggested.
"What are you talking about Maria? Shouldn't we just kill him and bring our boss back to France?" Victor argued.
"Don't be dumb! You want your boss to get accused of the assassination of her husband?"
Ah, these two just give me a headache. Holding on Victor's shoulder I grinned, "Enough. Stop fighting both of you and get lost."
Saying that I stepped out of the car and headed inside. I was about to open the door to the mansion when Maria called me from behind.
"President, we are staying at your villa. You can give us a call when you change your mind. We can go to the club and celebrate your special day."
I looked at her with my emotionless eyes. How could she shout and announce about going to a club and partying?
"Yes, I agree with Maria. I can help you relax too," Victor added fuel to my anger.
I looked at Victor with confused eyes. What was he talking about relaxing me? Wow, can't believe I have raised these people to be my guild's members. I was regretting my decision.
"Alright, bye. Now leave."
Yes, I was too lazy to scold them so I took the help of peace. I entered the mansion only to find out that there was a blackout. I rolled my eyes, as if my day was not ruined enough to be welcomed this way. And where the heck was everybody? I started searching for my phone in my purse and that very moment the lights were turned on.
"Happy birthday, my beautiful daughter-in-law."
"Happy birthday, president."
"Happy birthday, sister-in-law."
I saw all of them gathered in a crowd and clapping their hands while greeting me all together. Even the employees of the company were there. Surprised by all this I thanked them and saw Caspar walking out of the crowd.
Hugging me tightly he whispered, "Happy birthday, Bella. I'm sorry for lying to you all day and ignoring you. I was not happy about it."
Turning back, Caspar pointed at his brother and complained," It was Erick's plan. He wanted to give you a surprise birthday party."
"Sorry. But I bet you like my idea," Erick laughed and brought the cake to me.
And here I thought nobody remembered my day. I got so emotional because this was the first time in my life when others used their efforts to prepare for the celebration of my birthday. Suppressing my tears, I cut the cake and took a piece from it. Giving it to Caspar I say," Thank you, honey. I can't express in words how happy I am."
"I feel the same," Caspar licked my fingers as he ate the cake from my hand.
"Ahem! Continue your romance in your bedroom dear," the guests laughed, teasing us.
The party began, everyone was busy dancing, drinking and having a feast. However in the middle of all this a security guard ran inside and reported to Caspar, "Mr. Theodore Roosevelt is here."