Falling For The Man I Married

Chapter 3: His Cold Stare

Madi's POV:

Answering some phone calls and checking out his new schedules, took up almost half of my day. I didn't notice how time passed and it's already lunchtime.

Sandy appeared at my office door wearing her hungry smile.

"What's up? Work over food?"

I smiled. "Fine. I haven't noticed the time."

"Hmmp! That's your dialogue every day," she said rolling her eyes.

"Really? I didn't know that." I said smiling widely as I cleaned the table.

I just got my phone and my purse before going to the elevator down to the cafeteria of the building.

"You know what, I have a wonderful story."

I glanced at her while entering the busiest side of the building at this hour.

"And what is it?"

"About our boss." she covered her mouth on the other side so no one could hear her voice except us. And it intrigues me. I arched my eyebrow.

"That's gossiping!" I told her even though it really intrigued me to the bone.

"His cold behaviour has a story." she continued whispering.

"What story?"

"I heard, he was betrayed by his ex. The one he loved but also the one who got away. She left him."

I don't know but hearing him already loved someone else gives my heart a slight pinch. But I just ignored it and opened my ears to the additional information from her.

"How did you get that?" I asked her all ears.

"I just heard it when I went to the finance department earlier. And you know what, after that incident, that's when he accepted the position from his father to become the CEO of WEC."

I turned to her, trying to gather more of her story.

"Plus... they said after his ex cheated on him with another man, he became cold and heartless."

"Hey! You heard it from someone talking behind his back?" I eyed her.

"Yes, but I didn't mean to. They were already talking when I  passed them. And don't tell me you're not interested, because everyone in this building loves to gossip about his life."

"I'm not interested." I lied. "I'm just intrigued."

She chuckled behind me as I entered where the line starts.

"Girl, that's the same. It's a synonym of interested."

So, he was betrayed? I wonder if his behaviour he shows us today is different from his personality before he was duped by his ex. Wait? What kind of ex? Ex-girlfriend or ex-wife?

"Ex-fiancee." I was shocked and my head immediately snapped in Sandy's direction.

"You heard it?" I asked with wide eyes. I'm just asking myself.

She chuckled again. "Of course, silly! Your thinking so loud!"

"Ohh.." the only word that came out of my mouth. I bit my bottom lip in slight embarrassment. I hope no one has heard me talk to myself except her.

"So... that's what you call 'not interested', huh?"

She smirked but I rolled my eyes.

"Hi, Madi."

I was saved by the bell when Troy from HR department greeted me over two people in the line ahead of me.

"Hi, Troy." I smiled at him.

"Hmmp! The flirting has begun."

She keeps on insisting that Troy has

avoid him. For me, as long as

our table as he always did every day. Of course, sitting next to

* * *

really love their

the second sandwich on his

see that," Sandy said while

my fork and

where are you from?" Sandy asked him

from Florida," he answered and Sandy and I shared a

came from Florida?" I asked, facing

where I lived before I tried my luck here in Chicago. Why? Don't tell me you were

I shrugged. "That's

took a sip

widened at Troy's word but widened more when Sandy spat half

glared at her. Thank God, I've already finished my

she

it on purpose!" I accused

course not! Can't you see I'm coughing to death? Blame him!"

Why me?" Troy

mentioned the word destiny!" she snapped at

real destiny that Madi and I come from

she snapped again

can't see my fault on this! What if I said that Madi and I were

-'Oh God!'-

around to see almost all the eyes of the people sitting inside the Cafeteria were now on us. And the pair of brown eyes that owned by Mr Wilsons also staring

bickering over your food. You're

and smiled to those who were raising their eyebrows on them. But they didn't notice the cold stare of our boss

continued to eat while Troy scratched the

finished our lunch, we headed back to our desks,

found Mr Wilsons where

before 1 pm. I need to go to the pantry to

am knocking again on his

"Come in."

God, the coffee in my hand didn't

does he have to be so

so I didn't greet him. I put the mug on his desk

ask for your opinion

gulped as he yelled that

to monitor her and not to interrogate me!

to answer as he ended

I mentally arched my eyebrow. -'Not

Wilsons," I said with a slight smile, pretending

"What's my next schedule?"

on his chair. I remained standing

with his secretary. And as per his secretary, they will present their project presentation regarding the new product they want our company to buy." I've stated fluently. As I finished, I looked at

but minutes have passed, he hasn't moved a bit. Then there's a new notification on his phone and he unconsciously swiped it by his arm. And since it's on the table,

it and focused on my notepad. I remembered Sandy's story earlier. I looked at him through my lashes and I didn't miss how he clenched his jaws and his knuckles turned white from

I'm sorry for you

"Mr Wilsons."

I flinched slightly at the look in his eyes. But when he realized that it's me who's standing in front of him, his eyes softened a bit and he let out

"What's my next schedule?"

-'Huh?'-

by his question. So, I became really invisible to him earlier? I just mentally rolled my eyes and repeated what I said earlier regarding his

Be ready at

"Yes, Sir. Anything else?"

"Nothing more."

nodded and walked

from his phone. I

can't help but be intrigued by his past. Maybe the rumor was true,

in this company, I have never seen him laugh or even smile. Whenever his employees greeted him, he didn't even

message from George, one of my managers from my second restaurant. She's also my

you drop by before you go home? We just need your signature for the

Me: 'Okay... thanks, George.'

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