Chapter 14: Purple
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Sophia's POV:
"How are you guys. I mean how do you feel right now? You're going to perform tomorrow, are you sure you're both ready?"
I asked Rian and Gavin after their last practice tonight.
"I'm so excited for tomorrow!"
I saw how Rian rolled her eyes when Gavin squealed in excitement.
"Did you just roll your eyes on me, Mrs. Smith?" I bite my bottom lip to hold back my smile. I'm sure they were going to argue again about this.
"I hate seeing your face lately and I don't know why." Rian replied, causing me to laugh out loud.
"Wow! Is that what 'P' can do to you? You're hurting my feelings!" and he pouted.
Instead of mentioning the word pregnancy or pregnant, we decided to just mention the letter 'P' as its abbreviation or short form because she's still not sure if she's really pregnant.
"Oh, I'm sorry but I can't control my feelings, you know? I feel irritated when you laugh. What should I do? Your voice sounds like a frog to me."
"Ouch! That's too much. Do I look like a frog?" he pouted at her straightforward statement.
I just shook my head and watched them with their nonsense argument.
"By the way, Belle. How are you and Dani? How was your first wedding night? Did you already do the deed?" Rian asked me wiggling my eyebrows.
"No! Of course not!" I answered as I avoided her gaze.
"But you're married, although it's an arranged marriage, you're still married legally." she added and her smile turned into a malicious grin.
"Huh! Rian, there's no way in hell that your brother will touch me! And that would never happen even in your dreams!"
We continued our conversation about 'doing the deed' topic until Gavin interrupted us with his silly comment.
"Wow, Rian! As if your husband touched you during your first wedding night." Gavin teased her with his irritating laugh.
"That's a different story, Gavin Montero!" she narrowed her eyes on him.
"What's the difference with that? You're both married contractually and under one agreement." he paused for a while. "Oh yeah, I forgot that you're married to Alex for five years while Sophia was just for a year."
"Haha.. was that a joke?"
We both laughed at her reaction.
"God, Rian. You really need to consult a doctor because I think being 'P' also makes you bipolar."
"I hate you! I'll never let you become my baby's godfather!" she pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Correction it's godmother!"
"Whatever!" she just rolled her eyes.
"Okay, let's end your nonsense discussion here guys and let's go back to the earlier topic." they both looked at me. "Rian, your brother hates me from head to toe, judging and insulting me every time he saw me."
"He doesn't hate you, Belle." she tried to explain but I chuckled and shook my head.
"Rian please, just stop playing cupid with us, because me and your brother, we are two different people. We are the total opposite of each other and we're not meant to be. You knew the reason why I married him, right?"
"Yeah, but can I ask you something?"
I nodded. "Sure."
"Do you also hate him?"
I crunched my eyebrows. "You mean if hate your brother?"
She nodded.
"No. I don't hate him, Rian. I just don't like his behavior. He doesn't smile and he doesn't know how to talk to me in a normal way without scowling and insulting me."
"Belle, if you get to know my brother well, I'm telling you he's not that cold and arrogant. In fact, he's one of the sweetest guy you will ever meet."
I was about to speak when Gavin beat me off.
"Of course! He's your brother, duh!"
Rian's head instantly snapped at his direction.
"Oh my gosh, Gavin Montero! Can you please keep your mouth shut? Or better go to the bathroom and wash your face! You're oily!"
"Am I?" he asked checking his forehead.
"Yes. You're greasy."
"Oh my God! Why didn't you tell me?" He immediately rushed towards the bathroom.
"You lied to him." I said when Gavin was finally out of our sight.
"Don't mind him, he's so annoying." she shrugged. "You know what, you both have a lot of things in common."
"Who? Gavin?"
"No! My brother, silly."
"Hmm.. like what?"
"First you're both stubborn." and she laughed when I playfully narrowed my eyes on her. "You both have strong personalities and I noticed that your favourite cartoon character is the same." She wiggled her eyebrows.
"Spongebob?" I asked in surprise.
"Yes, and he's still watching it every day."
"But how can he watch it if he's always busy in the office?"
"He has a phone and he's watching it online."
"Ohh.. a childish act." I smiled as I can imagine him watching Spongebob series inside his office.
"But I'm curious, Belle. Why do you love purple? Because it looks like all your things were purple. The wall here in your office, your dress at the engagement party, the motif of your wedding and your freaking car! They were all purple."
A light chuckle escaped through my lips.
"Because purple is my favourite colour. It represents creativity, wisdom, dignity, peace and independence."
"Wow! I didn't know that."
"Yes, and my name 'Sophia' means wisdom and intelligence. And the colour that represents that name is purple."
"Really?"
I nodded.
"How about the name Daniel?"
"Rian?" I warned her.
"What? I'm just asking and I just want to know the meaning of his name."
"Fine!" I rolled my eyes. "Daniel means God is my judge."
"What about the color?"
"White and yellow."
"Oops! So you already searched for it, huh?"
"See? This is what I've been thinking why you'd asked me."
But she just gave me a light chuckle.
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Daniel's POV:
"You told her to dispose of her car? That's foul dude, what if it has a sentimental value for her?"
I told Andrew everything that we had talked about this morning,
"And you insisted her to accept your credit card, but why? I thought she's just nothing to you?" he asked while shifting himself into the three-seaters couch in front of my desk.
"Yes, I just don't want other people to talk behind me that I'm an irresponsible husband to her."
"People? But there were just a few people knows that you're married."
"I know, and I don't want them to think that I'm not taking care of my wife. Besides, I don't trust the quality of her car!"
"Hmm... you don't trust the quality of her car," he said nodding, but I avoided his gaze. "Or you just want to show her who is dominant between the two of you?"
"Well I have the rights because I am the man of the house. And as long as the European investors haven't signed the contract with KI Corporation, I need to keep and protect her Andrew, and you know that right?"
"Of course I know that you need to protect your wife in every way that's possible," he smirked. "But it seems like, you find it difficult to make her follow and obey in everything you told her."
"Yes, she's more stubborn than my sister. But I won't give her any choice because whether she likes it or not, she will use a new car that I'll provide for her."
"Ohh interesting. But don't you find her beautiful?
"Let's go back to work, Andrew." My face turned sour with his question.
"Oh come on dude, don't be such a mood killer and answer my question."
I glared at him. "Yes, she's beautiful. Are you happy now?"
"Can I go to your house tomorrow? It's our day off."
"What the f**k are you planning to do?"
"Nothing. I just want to eat lunch with you and of course to visit Nanay Emily. I missed her."
"Is it really Nanay Emily you want to visit, or you just want to see my wife?" I narrowed my eyes on him but he just returned it with a humorous laugh.
"Don't tell me you're jealous, Daniel?"
"What are you talking about? I'm not jealous!"
"Okay, then why don't you want me to go to your house? And what if I want to see her, I thought you said she's just nothing to you? Or you're now falling for her?"
"Tss! Can you stop that nonsense questions of yours? I'm not falling to her, and if you want you can stay with us so you can see her every day and all the time you want!"
I balled my fist under the table.
"Ohh.. you don't know how much I would want to see her every day. But of course, I won't stay in your house as I don't want her to think that I'm too disparate with her." He smirked at me when he stood.
"You can go back to work now." I said, returning my eyes to the computer screen in front of me.
"Okay, have a good day Sir."
When he finally out of the room, I brushed my hair through my fingers out of frustration.
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