He Only Married Me To Show Her That He Already Moved On

Chapter twelve: The woman from his past

Madi's POV:

Earlier this morning, i received a phone call from my three bestfriends-s***h- managers. Noelle, George and Arielle. Well not actually from all of them, it's just from Noelle... they want to go to the mall for shopping, and shopping and non stop shopping. 

It's saturday today, and it's supposed to be my 'no work', 'no stress', 'no waking up early' and 'no rolling my eyes' day. See? even rolling my eyes is included to this early moment. I usually do that 'mentally' at the office when i am infront of my jerk of a boss and sometimes in actual when i know he's not looking. 

But you know... thank you to these three girl-friends of mine, i had to wake up early, take a bath early and prepare myself for their non-stop pulling there, and everywhere.As if i had a choice. 

Uhm.. have i told you that i am a fan of shorts? Especially denim shorts. And that's what i chose to wear today, blue denim shorts with white spaghetti strapped-top. I just paired it with ny nude flat-sandals and a very light make up. 

After checking myself in the mirror for i don't know how many times since this morning.. but i promise this i the last time, uhm... i winked at myself. 

"Tsk.tsk.tsk. Why do i looked so beautiful?" i asked my reflection as i shook my head. 

Does it sounded like i am bringing up my own chair again? Well, if i wouldn't tell myself first, then who would be? My mom? Of course she will, she's my mother. But since she's not here, let me take her job for a while.. for me. 

"Good morning, Jamie." i greeted my flat-mate when i found her in the living room. 

"Wow! Is that the new version of you, Madi? Getting up early at saturday morning?"

She asked smiling after putting down her mug of tea. 

Argh! I bite my bottom lip.. I hate tea. As much as i hate mornings, i also hate tea. Well, not literally hate.. it's just not favorite. 

"No. You know i hate mornings." i get my favorite mug and poured it with coffee from the coffee maker. 

"Yeah, so.. where are you going?"

"Uhm.. hanging out with friends." i shrugged. 

"Wow, that's nice."

"You wanna join us?" i asked as i put some cream and sugar to my coffee. 

"I love to, but i can't." she sighed. "By the way Madi, I'm moving out maybe a few days from now."

"What? But why?" i asked her in surprise. I also walked towards her and seated on the vacant chair beside her. 

"Andrew proposed to me."

And she showed me the diamond ring on her finger. I can see the love and happiness through her eyes. 

"Huh! Oh my God! That's so beautiful, congratulations Jamie."

I hugged her. "Ahhh..I'm gonna miss you."

"Me too. I wish you also find you prince charming."

I chuckled at her words. 

"Prince charming.. really Jamie?"

"Yes, because you're not getting any younger. You should also have to start your own family, before your age exceeds on the calendar."

I can't help myself not to laugh. 

"Why do you guys always pushing me to have my own family and have a date at this age? I'm only 26 and i still have 5 years before i exceeds on that calendar thing of yours."

"Because you don't even have a boyfriend! And you're still a vir----"

"A virgin!" i continued what she was about to say. I knew it. 

"Yes. You are."

I rolled my eyes but she just laughed at me. 

"You're going to visit me here if you have free times."

"Of course."

"And promise me, I am going to be your first baby's Godmother."

She laughed again. 

"I promise."

After how many minutes of talking to Jamie, i am now driving to the mall to meet these three girls who disturbed my sleeping beauty-rest. I am supposed to be now in my dream land and  kissing my prince charming.... charr! 

After parking my car at the parking lot, i get my phone and my sling bag and headed towards the entrance. I take my time looking at the stores and the people who's some were busy in buying some stuffs and while the others were just messing up the display of the merchandise. 

And my eyes landed on a slim figured woman who didn't buy anything inside that store. I raised my eyebrow when she walked out and entered again to the next boutique. Since it's a glass panel, i can see her even on the outside. And same as she did from the first store. She also didn't buy anything. 

I don't know but her face seemed familiar to me. I'm not sure if i really know her but i think i had seen her face somewhere. 

I am about to walked towards the woman when my eyes darted on a very familiar man not that really far from where i stand. 

"Mr. Wilsons?" i furrowed my eyebrows in shock and disbelief. "What is he doing here?"

He's wearing a plain white tshirt and a jeans... and a black shades? I gulped as my eyes landed on his toned chest which didn't hide successfully by his shirt. Thanks God, the girls are not here. 

I maked sure he can't see me on the space i am standing. I am near the perfume boot infront of the boutique where the slim woman still messing the display. And where Mr. Wilsons looking.....at? Wait? He's also looking inside the boutique? And to the same woman? 

My eyes moved from the woman and from Mr. Wilsons.. and then it hit me. 

"She's the woman i saw on his cellphone!" i blurted out a bit loud. 

"Are you okay, Miss?" asked the sales lady inside the booth. 

I smiled at her and nodded. 

"Yeah, I'm okay. Don't mind me." i smiled again. She raised her eyebrow at me and shook her head. 

-'Huh!'- i mentally huffed as i get back my attention to the two. 

So, it's true. She's back. And i can't believed Mr. Wilsons is spying on this woman personally? What happened to his investigator? Ohh..poor boy, maybe he got fired because this arrogant man who still can't moved on from his past didn't satisfied by the reports he submitted, and now he's doing it by himself. Tsk.Tsk.Tsk. 

I don't what happened the next second.. but there's a man who came from nowhere and kissed the woman on her lips... hard. 

"Ohh! Foul!" i unconsciously muttered when i saw Mr. Wilsons formed his fists. A sudden feeling of pity and hurt surged inside me by just looking at the man who can't looked away from the scene not so far away from him. 

How does it feel to be still inlove with someone who loved you ones but left you afterwards? Does it really hurts that he can't moved on after that?  Does he loved her that much that he can't go on with his life? 

How much pain does he suffered after knowing that the one he shared his life with, betrayed him with someone else. And how much of that pain is he suffering from now as he continue watching the woman he once loved and cherished in all his life.. but now with someone else's arms.. and that arms were no longer his...