Chapter 47 AWASH WITH HUMILIATION
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"Oh yeah, just let me change." He says quickly and then steps on the elevator to get to our floor while I stay in my place dumbfounded, would this dress be appropriate for going out to the theater? I look down at myself feeling uncomfortable and nervous.
After pondering for a while, I decided to change my dress and slip into formal attire.
DING…
The elevator door opens and there I see my husband walking toward me, "Where are you going?" He asks in confusion and I stop abruptly.
"Oh, I think I should change my dress," I tell him hesitantly, and he pauses as he looks down at me with inquiring eyes.
"It looks fine." He tells me and I attempt to protest, "No, there would be many people at the theater," I say biting my lip nervously.
And there his chuckling comes, irritating me, "Tessy, we are going to home theater, Come, let me show you." He says and to my surprise, he takes my hand, clasping it with his long cool fingers. I feel the current run through me and my heartbeat accelerates.
His large hand covers my small hand perfectly, I tingle all over, trying to maintain the neutral look on my face but I can't I am flush all over.
We climb down the stairs and reach the lower ground, Oh Wow, I never knew that there is a lower ground in the mansion, I look around amused, there are many doors, and Andrew leads me to one in the corner at our left.
He opens it wide and there I see a theater room, there are eight chairs in red color, a huge video projector in the center, we walk inside and I see a table placed in the corner where Miss Celine has placed our food with other snacks too. There is also a wired phone on the table with numbers that should be for calling the servants.
Andrew lead me to the seat and then letting go of my hand, he presses a button and lowers my seat. "This should be fine." He mumbles and I nod my head subconsciously. I take my seat and he hands me a blanket, "If you feel cold…" He says meaningfully.
I take the blanket and keep it aside for the time being.
He settles at his place that is beside me, he then starts to pick a movie fiddling with a remote in his hand.
"What do you want to watch?" He asks.
"Uhmm Anything would be fine," I reply clueless, at this moment my mind is all on the warmth that I am feeling on my hand from his hold. He shakes his head, looking amused or bemused I can't say and then he selects a movie by himself.
He hands me the burger as the movie starts, I take a bite and frown, it's spicy too much spicy, I immediately grab a drink and gulp it down but it didn't help in lowering the burning feeling in my throat, still I continue eating, but the more I eat the more I feel flames burning inside my body.
I unwrap the chocolate and takes a few bites but still, it didn't work well.
Andrew notices my movements and asks worriedly, "Are you ok?"
I nod my head, the lights are dim thankfully he is not able to see my burning face at all.
"I wonder why my burger doesn't feel spicy at all.." He mumbles under his breath and I frown, Oh no… Damn it you have handed me your burger mistakenly.
I gulp displeasingly and then keep back the half-eaten burger, "I think this one was yours." I tell him blandly and he looks shocked.
"Oh… Tessy… Are you fine?" He asks, pausing the movie.
"I am fine," I try to keep my voice calm, "Do you want something sweet?" He asks in concern and I shake my head.
"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to hand you the spicy one… Are you seriously ok?" He repeats looking guilty. And I acted like a strong girl sitting back at my place and then play the movie. He looks surprised by my calmness but still continues watching the movie.
We are watching a horror movie, seriously who picks a horror movie to watch with their wife… Sigh, still I can't show him my weakness that I am scared as I sit confidently.
"Ahh.." I jump up in fear when the invincible man in the movie suddenly attacks the girl and Andrew looks at me worried, "Are you scared? We can watch something else." He offers and I flush from embarrassment.
"No, I am completely fine," I tell him plainly but he still looks at me in doubt. "I need popcorn," I say to change the topic, and shrugging, he picks up the phone and asks for a bowl of popcorn.
Just in 10 minutes, I was sitting with a bowl of popcorn in my lap, I can't hide my fear, this movie is scary and creepy too. I watch from the corner of my eyes, my husband is too focused with deep interest.
If I slip out of this theater he probably won't notice, "Do you want some popcorn?" I ask him politely, he nods absentminded and then stretches his arm straight into my lap, he presses my thigh unknowingly and I gasp.
He let go, still focusing on the movie, idiot…
He watches the movie while I watch him, he looks more handsome when he is focused on something, his fuller brows keep twitching from time to time, his eyes getting wide and narrow, his lips getting apart and sometimes pressing into a firm line.
He looks too alluring, I watch him mesmerized.
But then a loud yell from the movie makes me jump and there I drop the bowl, "F**k,"
"Tessy, is everything ok?" He asks tilting his head to one side.
"Oh… It slips from my hand." I lie and then bend down to pick the popcorn, my strap pull down while doing it but I didn't notice. After I am done picking up all the popcorn, I look up and meet my husband's dark gaze.
Even though the light is dim, my cleavage still comes into his view clearly, I flush pull up my strap and then sit beside him quietly.
Andrew groans and I hear his scowl, "Why you are wearing this dress?"
I was taken aback by his question, why can't I?
"I… I thought you will like it…" I tell him nervously.
"Tessy…" He takes a long breath and then says in a serious tone, "You have asked me to talk to Ann for divorce so then why you are talking like this… We are not a couple." His voice gets loud as he said out the last sentence.
"Why can't we be a couple?" I ask, feeling bitter in my heart.
Andrew opens his mouth and then closes it again, he seems to be out of words, "Let's finish the movie," he says calmly trying to change the topic as usual.
But I am adamant this time, as I stand in front of him, questioning him again, "Why can't we be a couple, Andrew…?"
"Tessy… You are overreacting. You know clearly, I am not the man for you." He says dismissively and tries to push me away.
I hold his wrist angrily to stop him, "Why you are not the man for me?" I ask stubbornly, still not letting this topic go.
He looks at me with his gaze getting darker, his breaths erratic, for a moment, the time stops between us as we stare into each other eyes, the noisy surrounding seems to do no effect on us as we stare at each other in utter silence.
Kiss me, I implore him, but he didn't move, he looks hesitant, and realizing that he won't be going to make any move, I simply launch myself on him as I start to kiss him shamelessly, He looks stunned for a moment and then holding my waist he pulls me to his lap.
I feel relieved when he did that, Thankfully, he too wants me. I kiss him passionately and his response makes me dance with glee.
His hands start to wander around my body and the heat in my body starts to rise, I could feel his erection growing under me, and I gasp as he rub himself while grinding my body into him.
He sucks on my lower lips giving me a soothing sensation, the burning seems to lessen because of his sweet assault, after a moment when we part away, the screaming from the movie fills our surroundings as we look into each other eyes, breathing heavily.
My arm wrap around his neck while his arms wrap around my waist firmly and the other was placed under my dress, squeezing my bottom from time to time.
He looks deeply into my eyes, the blaze in his eyes visible and then he closes his eyes as he presses his head to mine. "I can't" He breathed and I look up at him with a deep frown.
His eyes again turn cold to me as he gently puts me back on my foot, F**k… This isn't what I expected, Andrew.
I want to yell at him furiously but all my voice seems to be taken away by his sudden dismissal or I should say a helpless decision. I don't know, the only thing I know is I throw myself at him and he refuses me on my face.
I am completely awash with humiliation, keeping my head lower I turn to leave, there is no point in staying I need to leave as soon as I can.
But, no, my husband just won't let me escape from this humiliation easily as he holds my wrist to stop me from leaving.
"Tessy, Say something to me."
