"I'll send you to Grandma's place. From now on, My wife will prepare every food I desire and according to my liking." My eyes widened when I heard it.
"But Sir-"
"You are dismissed, Flurry." He said looking away but not before sending a menacing glare in my direction.
"Do you want to go, Flurry?" I asked.
She looked at me then at Ryan and looked down as she shook her head 'no' hesitantly while tears brimmed in her eyes.
"Fine then, I'll prepare your food and she will prepare mine... " I announce.
"No one asked you." He said nonchalantly.
"I am your wife. We distribute equal rights and she will stay here." I said.
"You don't have any rights-" I cut him off by saying.
"If you are the Head of the house then I am the Madam of the house, My words matter." I declared and stood up.
"Flurry, make porridge for me for lunch and ask him what he wants so that I'll prepare it." I said and left for my room.
I plopped myself on the bed, awaiting the devil to come and start an argument because how would his day start if he didn't argue with me? And he did.
He burst into the room, I plopped on my elbows and looked at him, he was looking beyond angry.
I raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for him to yell or do something but he just scoffed and picked the tie place on the bed in irk and walked out without saying anything.
What the hell?!
I glared at him as he slammed the door behind him, making a loud sound and it felt like the door would break.
"You don't have to take your anger out on the innocent door." I mumbled and laid back again.
***
I cooked His Majesty's food and since I had nothing to do I went to Marianne's place because I missed her a lot.
She told me she had a day off so I thought I'd meet her.
“Oh, Rebecca!” She beamed. We are sitting in the lounge of her house.
Her house wasn't all too big but it was a sweet home, just like our dreamed one.
“Hey…” I inhaled and hugged Marianne as I smiled widely.
She hugged me back and said while patting my back, "I am happy to see your smile."
"Because I saw you." I said, grinning. She passed me a sad smile as we pulled away.
She looked down and began to say, "I am sorry.. If it wasn't for me.." I put my hands in the air and waved them to shrug her off.
"Oh Come on, I have to get married one day, so why not now?"
"But, like this.." She spoke faintly. I put my head in her laps and began to say sweetly.
"Oh leave it. I am not here to talk about sad stuff. How can you show the world your bright smile if you are sad?" She chuckled and ran her hands in my hair.
"Yeah.. Yeah."
"Your forehead burns, are you okay?"
"Oh, I was fine. Just had a fever but now I am fine." I smiled radiantly.
"You sure?" She asked, concerned.
"Unless you want me to share my germs with you." I winked.
"Ew! Rebecca, get away!" She said, pushing me away as a laugh escaped my lips.
We then talked about stuff and watched a movie. And time passed in the blink of an eye as it was evening and I had to go home.
I sat on the couch while eating ice cream.
"I shouldn't give you this." Mumbled Marianne.
"Oh, Come on, Look, My forehead burns so I need something cold to cool it down." She looked at me and clapped.
"Wow, What logic!".She said, sarcastically. I grinned and turned my head away.
"By the way, Rebecca, can I ask you something?" She asked hesitantly. I just hummed while my gaze was fixed on the ground.
"How does Ryan treat you?"
"We are on equal terms." I replied, without looking at her.
"Meaning?"
"We both hate each other." Upon hearing my answer, a silence fell upon us but then after a few minutes Marianne began to say to herself.
"I met Jayden, I have heard that he is your secret admirer. He is a chivalrous guy." My heart clenched as I stilled for a minute as she rambled on about him.
I grit my teeth as I felt like some thorns were pricking me badly. I inhaled and closed my eyes. I curled my toes and said angrily.
"Marianne! Our chapter ended the day it started, don't talk about him."
She looked at me and said in a barely audible voice but I heard it, "You love him."
"I never loved anyone." I scowled. She opened her mouth to say something but just muttered a 'sorry' as I sighed.
Just in that moment, my phone rang as I saw the called id, it was Ryan.
“Shit. It’s ten.” I cursed, sitting up quickly.
“What happened?” Marianne asked, noticing my expression but I shook my head, acting as if it’s nothing. Looks like I lost track of time.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Care to tell me where you are, my dearest wife?" His deriding tone came dominantly.
"At Marianne's place." And I can feel his anger upon hearing that.
"And who gave you the permission to leave the house?"
My mouth gaped upon hearing his ridiculous words as I replied, "You can't control me."
To which he replied in a dire voice, without any hint of amusement.
"Fine then, stay there. No need to come back." Another absurd statement.
"Are you kidding me?" My voice came out like a whisper. But he just cut the call.
I couldn't believe his words, did he just threw me out over fucking phone!?
A wry look formed on my face as I stood up and took my stuff.
"Sorry Marianne but I have to go now."
"But, It's late, you can go home tomorrow." She tried to reason.
"I'll visit later." I said.
I then left her place and never returned to the place where he threw me out over the phone.