Falling For The Man I Married

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."

but I just laugh. She keeps on insisting that Troy has a big crush on me but I also keep

that's not a valid reason to avoid him. For me, as long as I don't give him any motive to bring his 'crush' on me to any level, I don't need to stay away from him. Besides, I also considered

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

* * *

love their chicken

unwrapping the second

see that," Sandy

fork and shoved it

where are you from?" Sandy asked him

he answered and Sandy and I shared a

from Florida?" I asked, facing

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

shrugged.

shrugged and took a sip of her juice. I know that kind of

widened more when

her. Thank God, I've already finished

sorry," she

did it on purpose!"

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

Why me?" Troy asked

mentioned the word destiny!" she snapped at

a real destiny that Madi and I come from the

your fault!" she snapped again in a louder voice than

this! What if I said that

-'Oh God!'-

lower lip, massaging my temple. I looked 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 at us -- coldly... well, staring at

your food. You're creating a scene

who were raising their eyebrows on them. But they

scratched the back of

finished our lunch, we headed back to

Wilsons where he's

on my wristwatch and found it 5 minutes before 1 pm. I need to go to the pantry to make another coffee for my boss. I also bring my notepad to remind

knocking again on

"Come in."

hand didn't freeze

he have to be

phone. He's talking to someone on the other line, so

didn't ask for your opinion

that someone on the

am paying you to investigate her, to

he didn't wait for that someone to answer

arched my eyebrow. -'Not

with a slight smile, pretending not to have heard

"What's my next schedule?"

remained standing

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 him only to see him staring blankly at the bookshelves on his

waited for him to speak 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, I was able to see the picture that popped up on it. I gulped

away from 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

I'm sorry for you

"Mr Wilsons."

his eyes. But when he realized that it's me who's standing in front of him,

"What's my next schedule?"

-'Huh?'-

I just mentally rolled my

ready at

"Yes, Sir. Anything else?"

"Nothing more."

nodded and walked out of

I saw from his phone. I can't

snoop other people's lives, I can't help but be intrigued by his past. Maybe the rumor was true, because of his cold behaviour. Was that woman really

in this company, I have never seen him laugh or even

were interrupted by a text message from George, one of my managers from

drop by before you go home? We just need

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