Falling For The Man I Married

Chapter 4: Do you have a boyfriend?

Madi's POV:

It's been one week since the conference room incident. I told Sandy about it and she never did anything but to laugh her every time she remembers it.

"I wish I was there to capture that moment."

That's what she always says. I even laughed with her, but thank God the issue has died suddenly.

And here we are back at the Cafeteria, having our lunch with Troy ... next to me again.

"Ahm... Madi?" Troy called my attention while I was munching my gingerbread.

"Hmm?"

"I have a question."

"What is it?" I looked at him. He's wearing a sheepish smile on his face.

"D-Do you have a boyfriend?"

Sandy and I broke our trance and I subconsciously swallowed my food quickly.

"No...why?"

"Uhm, c-can I invite for a d-dinner sometime?" he asked stuttering and scratching the back of his neck. He's really cute when he blushes.

"Are you asking her for a date?" my eyes snapped in Sandy's direction as she voiced out my question.

Troy scratched again the back of his neck.

"Uhm... I guess?"

"You guess? You mean you don't know if it's a date or not?"

"Uhm----"

"Sandy, let him talk." I cut what Troy was saying and glared at Sandy. She just rolled her eyes.

"If that so... I mean, if that's what you call it, then yes. I am inviting her for a date." Troy said looking at me. "I just thought since I'm still single and you don't have a boyfriend, uhm... why don't I invite you for a date. Don't worry, not tonight. But some other night, if you agree."

I was about to say something but Sandy opened her clever mouth again.

"Wow! I am starting to like your braveness, Troy. You really asked a girl on a date in front of her friend. Just wow!" she said nodding while grinning.

"Ohh, thanks," Troy said proudly. "So, can I have the honor of going out with you, Ms Madielyn Davis?"

He acted like a prince asking his princess to dance with him.

"Okay, just tell me in advance where you will take me so I can prepare."

"Yes!" instead of Troy, Sandy exclaimed loudly.

"Your voice!" me and Troy warned her in unison. We didn't notice the same pair of eyes watching our conversation intently until we finished our lunch.

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Like my everyday routine after lunch and every 4 pm, I would bring Mr Wilsons his coffee. And it's now his 3rd coffee of the day. I wonder how he can drink too much coffee in a day and take note--- every day. Wouldn't he become high in caffeine?

Yeah.. not in drugs but from coffee. Wouldn't he become acidic or have an ulcer?

My thoughts stopped when I am standing right in front of his door. I knocked 3 times before he answered 'come in'.

both hands on his

I put it on

his desk and grabbing his cup of coffee. I averted my eyes when he brought it to his lips to take a

asked him the

I know he would just answer me with his the same

my eyes widened in a bit surprised as I gulped. For all the questions he would possibly ask me in this world...

again, maybe I was

said, do you have a

he really asked

no idea why he's suddenly asking me a very personal question which is unrelated to my work. But since I

a boyfriend." I

dating

again, Sir?" ..where is this question

he's tensed and annoyed. Well, it's not my

myself, every time

just shocked by your questions. And I was taken aback because I don't expect you to

a yes or a no!" he snapped ignoring what I said. "Are you dating

I am

cut me off but I

'-Good?'-

voiced

deal to offer you, Ms Davis. My driver will pick you up by 7:00 pm tonight. Be ready

"Sir?"

Ms Davis," he said completely

a boss myself,

Sir, but may I ask the deal you

immediately snapped at

work-related, so I won't discuss it with you right here in the office." his cold gaze

not work-related, then why do you have to offer me your deal? And why did you have to ask me about having a boyfriend or if I am dating? Does your offer have anything to do

Davis, don't push me on telling you right now,

-'that's it?'-

turning around his swivel chair after getting his phone. And now the back of his chair is the

What if I tell you, I won't go and listen to what you

bother to ask him again and to say goodbye. I just walked out the door and headed to my

know how to talk in a nice way! Oh, God! I'm going to have wrinkles because of you, Gabriel Wilsons!" I groaned as soon as my butt touches the soft

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peeked into his office again. Even though I'll get the same answer, but as an act of professionalism, I knocked on his door. And

7:00 pm," he said not even giving

and didn't care

6:30 pm, I finished taking a bath and drying my hair

He didn't even mention where he will take me. My God!"

applied it to my lashes. And since

He's my boss and this is not a date." I

that's okay. Two-inch black sandals for my feet. I don't want him to think that I really put

knock on the front door. I went down the stairs to open it but found Jaime (my flatmate) talking

looking at me,

Mr Wilsons driver. I am

smiled at him and turned to Jaime but

the door, following John to the car. He opened the passenger

you, Jhon," I said

Ms Davis." he closed it before I could speak

in the driver's seat, I called

"Jhon?"

looked at me, waiting

me feel old. I'm only 26."

Madi, if that's what you

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