Love Hate Relationship

Chapter fourteen

They got home and Michael parked the car, got down and walked into the house. Sasha sighed as she watched him, of course he was only putting on front for his parents, did I think he actually cared? Like he is gonna change in a minute, she thought before getting down from the car too. She went up the stairs to their room to see him undressing. She walked to her dressing table and dropped her purse before turning to face him, he already has his shirt unbuttoned "I'm sorry...I'm sorry for walking into your closet and taking something from it without your permission. I will have the dress washed and returned just the way I saw it."

Michael snorted as he removed his shirt before reaching for his singlet, he pulled that off too and feasting his well built body to her eyes to which she gulped "return it just the way you saw it. How do you think that is possible?"

"It's possible, I will just have it washed."

"When you took it out of there" he pointed at the walk-in closet "was it washed? Have it been worn? You can't return it the way you saw it because you have already worn it, so it's not the way you saw it!"

Sasha bit her lip, so that's it then, she took in a deep breath and let it out slowly "I will replace it then. I will look for something exactly like it and replace it..." She was saying when he suddenly started laughing, but you can tell it was a mocking laughter directed to her.

"Replace it?" He laughed again "I'm sorry, but all your wealth and that of your parents can not buy this dress and moreover, there is only of it, you can't see it anywhere. So how are you going to replace it?" He asked staring at her with humour in his eyes and his hands on his waist.

Sasha tried to swallow his insult but she just can't "what do you mean by all my wealth and my parents? I am not poor. I can understand if you say there is only one piece of it but not that I can't afford it!"

"Really? Then how about I call my designer to make it, will you buy it from him?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, how much is the cost?" She asked.

"If I'm correct, I think it's five or six million dollars" he looks thoughtful.

Sasha eyes reached her forehead "what! Just for a dress?" She shouted and that brought him out of his thought.

Michael stood staring at her, amused at her outburst " I told you, you can't afford it, do you believe me now?"

"Why will it cost so much?"

"Because it's a rare piece, someone like you won't understand quality" he mocked.

Sasha sighed and closed her eyes "you are insulting me."

"I'm I? Wow, I didn't know. I didn't know you will see it as an insult after all, you agreed to marry me because of a hundred million dollars. I assumed that you were already making it obvious that you are poor. I mean, you didn't come with anything here, all the dresses that filled your wardrobe was provided by my mom, so I thought you already know of your condition" he smiled and picked up his shirt and singlet before walking to the walk-in closet "you can keep the dress, I don't want it to seem like I'm a bad husband, at least you can brag that you have a dress that is only a piece in the world."

He turned and looked at her again "that reminds me, aren't you going to a tea party with mom next tomorrow? You can wear it, at least the ladies there understands quality, they will know what you are putting on with just a glance, unlike you who didn't" he smiled and walked into the closet without looking back at her again.

Sasha couldn't keep the tears from falling then, she sat on the bed as it poured from her eyes like river, this is the highest insult in her life and to think she has to get it from her so called husband. She stood up and rushed to her wardrobe immediately and threw it open, she packed all the dresses there and dumped on the bed, she sat in the now empty wardrobe and cried her eyes out.

Michael walked out of the closet with a towel around his waist, he looked at the dresses on the bed and then at the crying Sasha and chuckled before walking into the bathroom like he had seen nothing. He came out minutes later to see everything just like it was before, he walked into the closet and dressed in his pyjamas before walking out again. He packed all the dresses and dumped it on Sasha's side in the bed before lying down and going to sleep.

Sasha stared at him with her tear filled eyes and wondered why she ever fell in love with him. She sat there for what felt like hours before getting up and undressing, she walked into the bathroom and took a shower. She packed the dresses and dumped them on the chair in the room, she will take care of them tomorrow. She laid on her own side on the bed and watched the sleeping Michael for some time before turning off her bed lamp and going to sleep.

Waking up the next day, Sasha realized she was alone in the room, well that's it, he has left before she woke up...again, she thought and got up and dressed the bed. She stared at the pile of dresses on the chair and the events of last night flashed in her mind, well, she hate to do away with the dresses but she can't afford to have her husband thinking she is poor and only married him for his money. His statement last night really hurt her and it's not helping that he had to make comparison with the contract which truth be told was the reason she accepted the marriage but not the reason she married him. Will he believe her if she should tell him that? She doubts.

She started folding the dresses one after the other, she brought a big box and packed them inside before lifting it and placing on top the wardrobe. She walked into the bathroom after and took a long shower. Sasha walked into the kitchen and thought of what to take as breakfast but she was so lazy to cook and so settled for a bowl of cereal, after all, there is no one to cook for and even if there is, what's the guarantee that he will eat it?

She sat in the living room later and watched the news, when she got bored, she switched to action movies and after two movies, she got tired of it and switched to cartoons. After watching Barbie starlight adventure, she couldn't get herself to watch another, she has never been a fan of cartoons anyway. She looked at the time and it was almost three pm, she sighed, she is bored to death, is this how her life is going to be everyday? Sitting here and doing absolutely nothing?

She doubts if she can do this, perhaps when Michael gets back, she will talk to him about allowing her to start working again or else he should just kill her than make her stay in this lonely house everyday. She got up to fix a late lunch but decided against it, she will rather eat outside, at least that will be a reason to get out of this boring house. She walked up to their room and opened her wardrobe only to see it empty.

What the? She thought and then remembered she had removed all the dresses her mother in law gifted her and that means she has to get her own dresses. Well, at least that will make her not to return home early. New plan, have lunch outside and then go shopping, she decided but what is she going to wear now? Perhaps she should pick from the one her mother in law gave her? No, she is not going to give Michael more reasons to insult her. She reached for one of the boxes she brought from her old resident.

She picked out one of her old clothes and put on, got her car key and left the house. Two minutes after she drove off, another black car with tinted glasses followed after. The driver of the car made a phone call before dropping the phone and following Sasha's car.