My Arranged Husband

Chapter Nine

Pearl's POV:

I looked or should I say glared at the man standing and growling in front of me. No need to guess who is it. Cause it is obviously my loving husband. You can note the sarcasm here if you feel like to.

"Why did you pulled that stunt?" Ryan literally yelled at me.

"Which stunt? Last time I checked I was a fashion designer not a stuntman. Oh sorry not a stuntwoman." I gave him the best evil smirk I could manage.

"Just shut up. Why did you ran away?"

I didn't gave him any reply.

"Why you aren't talking? Answer me." His face was red because he felt so shy to talk with me. OK I'm kidding. It was red because he was beyond angry.

He was answered with my silence.

"Cat caught your tongue or what?"

I looked at anywhere but him.

He cupped my face roughly and looked at my eyes making me gasp. We were so close that if anyone of us moved even slightly our lips will touch. Thinking why will that happen if he is taller than me by 6-7 inches? Cause he lowered his head and I was looking upward guys. You will say it's so cliché. Believe me you don't have to, I know better.

"Giving me the cold shoulder?" He whispered and I nod in a no as his sudden change of tone caught me surprised.

"Then why you aren't answering any of my questions?"

"You told me to shut up." I pouted.

"Oh I was just angry that time and you were talking bullshit." He said caressing my cheek with his thumbs. A shiver ran through my spine. The butterflies in my stomach went wild and my eyes widened.

But as soon as I heard his last word, I frowned. I was speaking bullshit? I suddenly noticed our position and moved back from him and he found his watch very interesting.

Talking of awkward.

"Don't ever touch me." I tried to say sternly. Keyword- tried. Because I wasn't still over the situation we're in a few seconds back.

He looked nervous but it didn't last long as his lips formed in a smirk. "Oh, is that so? You're clearly enjoying that."

"I wasn't." I denied but I know he didn't believe me as I can feel all blood of my body gathering on my cheeks.

See? Even my body doesn't like me. Such a betrayer. Huh.

"You know you're Darling." He said the last part mockingly. "Now let's go. I don't have time to listen to your stupid talk."

I frowned at him. "Am not going anywhere with you."

"Listen here Pearl, you already wasted much of my precious time. I don't know how long I can remain calm. So don't test my patience." Saying that he closed his eyes for a moment, probably to control his anger.

Huh, like I care.

"You listen to me, I don't think I will ever forgive you for what you said to me last night. Even if I did I won't forget the words you said to me. So, I can't go with you, my self respect won't let me when I know you don't have even an ounce of respect for me." I looked at straight into his eyes confidently.

"Respect? Are you kidding me? You are such a-" He started to say but was interrupted by me.

"Don't you dare to complete that." I growled like a wolf.

"So you know what you are? No wonder I said that to you. You're really a-" He couldn't complete the sentence again but this time that happened because I slapped him.

Yeah, I slapped him. I couldn't tolerate that word again.

He rubbed the cheek on which I slapped. I know I couldn't hurt him physically but his ego was deeply hurt.

"You little-" Again he was interrupted cause the room's phone rang.

I went near it and received the call. "Hello."

"Ma'am are you OK? Should I call the police as you said?" A very concerned voice came through the phone.

"No need to bother." I said as calmly as I could and eyed him and saw he is trying to calm down. "The person here is actually my husband. You don't have to call the police."

"OK ma'am. Take care. Call us if you need anything." The lady whose name I still don't know said.

"Sure. Thanks." I said hanging up.

"You said them to call the police?" He yelled at me.

"Yes, I did." I said nonchalantly.

"Why?"

"That's none of your concern. Now get out of my room before I tell them to call the police." I averted my eyes from him and took out a nail polish from my bag.

"Who do you think you are? Who gave you the right to slap me? Do you know what can I do to you?" He looked like he is about to jump on me to rip me apart.

"Who gave you the right to call me names? And even you know if you lay a finger on me you will be facing your worst nightmare." I said back, smirking.

"I know. You will go to your dad to complain. Such a pussy.' He scoffed.

"I will. But not to my dad but yours." His eyes widened at my words.

"You won't dare."

"Try me." I sing sang. "What happened to our brave Ryan? Scared of dad?"

"Pearl just stop. This is between you and me. No need to pull family in this." He said calmly but nervousness was clear on him.

I placed the nail polish on the table beside me and walked to him. "This is not between you and me. I had nothing to do about your life. You pulled me in this because you wanted your CEO position so much that you didn't think twice before making my life hell."

"You were the reason behind this. You and your family manipulated my dad and he made me marry you." He said frustratedly.

"I and my family didn't manipulate your father. Why were you silent all those time when we were engaged? As long as I can remember we were engaged for more than 15 years. You could've told me. I would've talk to both of our families if you didn't have the guts to do so." I said poking his chest.

"I couldn't. I would've lost everything, my family, my property everything." He hold my hands with his but not roughly.

"You wouldn't. If I said I don't want to marry you then they could do nothing. It was my choice." I said pulling out my hands from his grasp.

"My dad would've doubted." He rubbed his face with both of his hand.

"Are you hearing yourself? You're just impossible." I gritted my teeth.

"I know it sounds pathetic but I had no other way." He let out a frustrated breath.

"You had but you didn't try them. I wish you did, we both would've been in a better position." I moved away from him and sat on my bed.

"I f****d up real bad, hmm?" He said running his fingers through his hair.

"Yeah, you did." I smiled sarcastically.

"Please, let's go home." He said kneeling down in front of me.

"That's not my home, Ryan." I said sadly and closed my eyes.

"That is. You are my wife, Pearl and my home is your home." He said softly rubbing his thumb on my hand.

His words touched my heart but I know better than taking his words seriously.

"I won't be your wife for too long. After some time we will be back to the place we were. But I don't think my life will be the same. May be I will lose him by that time." A lone tear rolled down my cheek.

"Who?" Ryan frowned.

"Nathan."